𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐄 is pretty sure her new neighbor is a serial killer. What else could explain his antisocial behavior, creepily minimalistic apartment, and that inhumanly emotionless demeanor? Not to mention the bloody body parts that have started showing up. It's too bad she's not scared of him. Or his unveiled threats on her life. But an emotionally scarred gangster on the run -- riding the brink of insanity and followed by a host of trouble -- is a lot more than she could've bargained for. 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐎 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 is beyond redemption. Capo of the Romano crime family, the sociopathic Prince of Chicago, hell wrapped in a designer suit. He exemplifies cold precision and perfect control. His job has always come easily to him for the very same reason that his name is feared widely: he's incapable of emotion. But something horrifying and sinister is beginning to happen to him. And it turns out that pesky slipping sanity is the least of his concerns. Because his new neighbor is a ray-of-sunshine wildcard dipped in beauty like he's never seen, and she won't leave him alone. Worse, he can't decide if he should kill or protect her. Massimo doesn't count on Vivienne being the first person to look at him like he's human. Or demons from his past coming back to haunt him. Much less a new threat looming on the horizon. Or love. Especially not that. ♛ Deviant Prince is a slow burn, enemies to lovers, dark mafia romance. WARNING: this story gets very dark. You must check the CW in the intro. [ Book 2 in the Romano Brotherhood Series | COMPLETED ✔ ]

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

Zoey Henry. A dedicated and brilliant attorney working for Collins Logan, one of the most powerful law firms in New York. She likes her job, but she can't stand two things; losing and Harvey Specter. Harvey Specter is a cocky, arrogant lawyer who thinks he can get away with everything because he is the highest paid person in Pearson Hardman. The two fight in and out of courtrooms. Until Zoey joins Pearson Hardman, and the two of them have to work together...

Famous NFL quarterback Tate Adam's loves living his single life. Being able to do what he wants when he wants. But when a fire takes down the building that his sister and her best friends live in he decides to open up his home to one of them. None other than the girl who drives him nuts. The one who makes him want to scream and tear his hair out. Isabel Acosta. Izzy can't stand Tate and had she any other option she would choose it but for the time being she has no other choice but to stay at Tate's lavish penthouse. She figures it's so big they'll never run into each other and with both of their schedules they'll barely ever see each other. Only they both didn't account for what living together in tight quarters might do.

•Zale Ascian Weylyn• I own these cities, my territories; this is my kingdom and I am the king here. And now I want the territory of Alaska that falls under Iyan Family, their protection, their rule. My only rivals. And I would do anything to get it, anything. Even if it means shedding some blood and capturing their mafia princess, Jezebel. •Jezebel Iyan• I was supposed to marry Nikolas in a few months, he was young and third in command to my father after my brother. I liked him and was excited to marry him until Zale Weylyn walked into my life--like the villain he was--wrecking chaos. "She was supposed to be just a pawn in my game; then why did she feel like so much more?"

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐛, 𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐚. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝. 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐄𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲. "𝐌𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐛. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐞𝐥."

The Sex Demon. He owned a small, fake cathedral in the outskirts of the deserted town, Maplekin. He would dress up as a priest every Sunday and lure a random, guilty woman into one of his secret dorms, promising her to rid her of her sins. It's very easy to take advantage of miserable criminals who deeply regret their mistakes. And that's what he does. Angus Blackburn strips his prey down to give her a warm, holy water-bath and invites her to his 'bed of heaven' saying that she would be 'closer to God'. He would then perform his ungodly acts on this brainwashed woman and fulfil his promise by stabbing her to hell. Maybe if beauty privilege hadn't existed, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to attract every female in the town and get away with murder. But what happens when he does the exact same thing to a certain, chubby lady and fails to slice her beautiful throat with the help of his signature Swiss knife? ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ Warning: Strong sexual content, imagery and dark fluff. Author: cLusterxxx

I summoned him on accident, but since he's here... --- I turned to run but it was too late. He grabbed a hold of my arm and pulled me back towards him. "I hope you like water," he snickered as he effortlessly lifted me off my feet. Alarm bells were starting to ring in my head. "Put. Me. Down!" I screamed and shouted, struggling in his grip all while Lucifer wadded deeper into the water. "As you wish." Without warning, he dropped me. It was freezing and I couldn't breath. I struggled to push myself up as another wave washed over my head I was gasping for air as Lucifer laughed devilishly down at me. "Are you done?" I grumbled and splashed some water up at him. His laughter finally died down and I reached up for his hand, really hoping he'd take it. "At least help me up." I sputter, still trying to wipe the water out of my face. He does. I get a tight grip on his hand and pulled him toward me with all my strength. He's falling in seconds, splashing into the water beside me.

I first met Celestine when she was seven. A mafia princess and my brother-in-law's niece. Our friendship was unexpected but one of the best things to ever happen to me despite our age gap. Leading my own mafia crew comes with its load of responsibilities, but when tasked to be her undercover bodyguard in a mission where she plays the dutiful wife to the enemy, saying no isn't an option. But an unexpected twist arises when I find the lines between friendship and longing starting to blur the more I spend time with her and I find myself tangled in a mess I never saw coming.

(Can be read as a standalone.) My parents are hell bent on getting me married, convinced that a wife will magically "fix" me. As a mafia leader, idle talks and constant affection makes no sense to me. Never had and never will. Thanks to some dumb rule and my parents' constant nagging, I settle down with the girl of their choice. Irene's the type of girl I would never give a second glance to, the type I would deem average looking. And that's just not it. She's a chatter box who can't survive without physical affection. A complete opposite of me. I never had a need for a wife but with every innocent touch, every stupid smile, every word of hers my walls break down until I am left yearning for her with an intensity I can't even comprehend.