"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Soren McKinin; the disappointment of the family, the child his parents wished did not belong to them, the type fathers warned their daughters not to date. Anger issues, a heartless brute that got into fights and saw the world as dark grey, helpless and pointless lump of rock. He was incapable of happiness, of love. So Soren would fall, he'd fall unnoticed and unwanted. He would fall just like snow. [Book 1 of the Flammable Hearts series] - # winner of the "Best Bad Boy" Award "It awakens feelings in you that you never knew you could feel." PUBLISHED FULLY ON WATTPAD

𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ••••• 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 has been through hell. At age six, she was kidnapped and gone through the unimaginable. After half a year she was rescued and brought back alive yet with many scars covering her body and soul. At age nineteen, she was pushed into a marriage with a man she didn't love. A man that didn't even glance her way. At age twenty, she became a widow. A year after her marriage, her husband died in a brutal attack. Now, she is forced to marry the man she hates the most. The older brother of her deceased husband. ••••••

(SAMPLE) Available in Kindle Unlimited & Paperback. He's a blind mafia man, the heir who lost his eyesight. She's a kindhearted girl whose job is to take care of him. Will the two of them find their way to each other's hearts? ***** © Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved.

(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.

They're on opposite ends of the financial spectrum. Complete contrasts when it comes to popularity. And their relationship has a deadline. Lily: College was never supposed to be this hard. It wasn't supposed to be about working to survive, going hungry, and sleeping in my car. And it sure as hell wasn't supposed to be about dodging my icky exboyfriend while trying not to die from embarrassment when my roommates make my new crush public. But it is what it is, and I always find a way to get by. When I'm not working, I'm studying. That is, until the crush that's way out of my league starts paying me attention. Ethan: One last year of freedom. It cost my dad a summer of partying and a three million dollar car, but I'm back at college. I have one year to get as much partying and playing done as possible. This year is all about hockey and sex. I'll have plenty of time for boardroom meetings and forced golf outings after I graduate. It's supposed to be meaningless sex, but I'm not sure every part of me got the memo. Because when I first spot Lily... Well, I need her. Just Pucking Money is a sizzling New Adult, College Sports Romance, where the popular hockey player falls for the loner computer science major. (❤️18+ recommended❤️)

*cringe alert, read at your own risk* 'SHE CAME INTO HIS LIFE, AND BECAME IT' The most powerful and ruthless member of the 𝐝𝐞'𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨 family and the top business tycoon of Italy. Everyone fears him , his own family infact. 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 has a permanent scowl on his face. A devil in an Armani suit. His names whisper is enough to make any many leave the country and never look back. But what happens when a series of unfortunate events in his life make him tumble in the life of the most perfect angel he's ever seen. 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐞 is the kindest and the most precious soul one can ever come across. Her blissful and radiant aura attracts everyone towards her. But will she be able to soften the heart of this devil or will he corrupt her innocence? ___________________________________ "Such a pretty baby, tsk tsk. Look at you begging for me to touch you" He brushed his nose against mine. His warm calloused hands drawing small patterns on my naked tummy. Darius's plump warm lips sucked on my neck making me tug his jet black hair. "You're so precious. So fucking perfect and all mine"

{TAKEN DOWN FOR PUBLISHING} Join the discord to know more/read the last chapter for the announcement. Discord link on my bio. +18 MATURE CONTENT "Even The Wicked Needs Love." ELIO MARINO, also known as IL MALVAGIO 'The Wicked' is a man whose presence alone is enough to evoke a silence more sinister than the one from a graveyard. Nothing could shake him, or so he believed. ZAHRA FAIZAN was trouble. Growing up with men who treated bullets like sugar cubes, she has risen from the streets and created the most notorious gang of thieves in the whole of Italy, but after a job gone wrong, she finds herself and her crew held captive by The Wicked, and she would do just about anything to take advantage of it. Even if it was as foolish as performing the biggest heist her gang has ever gotten to dream of. Little did she know she was about to be thrust right into a wicked world, wicked than the one she had once known. Could she tame the wicked and bring him to his ruin? Or tame him and keep him to herself? After all, even the wicked needs love.

When Jasmine Cooper runs into a drunk rapist, a man saves her. It is Xavier Ravarivelo, the billionaire Mafia whose bride left him at the altar. Jasmine Cooper looks just like his run-away bride, Andre, who was being forced to walk down the aisles with Xavier. Jasmine has the same look and tattoo as Andre but different hair color and personality. Taking her against her will; he forces her to marry him. He wants revenge for the humiliation he got after his supposed bride left him at the altar but Jasmine is hell-ass sure she never abandoned anyone at the altar. How will Xavier find out that Jasmine is different from his runaway bride? How long will it take for Xavier to note the difference between Jasmine and Andre?

"Can you check this file, there's an error in it." She pushes a file towards me. At this point I am sweating. Lord just give her a gun already. I concentrate on the file hoping to quickly spot the error. From the corner of my eyes I see her looking at me, standing up next to me. Like right next to me. Like her leg touching my chair. "Did you find it yet?" Her whispery voice sounded right next to my ear, causing me to shudder a little. "N-not yet." I said, my voice now definitely sounding rough. Her hands find their way to my shoulders causing me to glup audibly. Her left hand starts to move south, over my arm, to the side of my torso and then- To my painfully hard cock. She moans in my ear softly, causing my dick to twitch. She starts planting butterfly kisses on my neck and it automatically tilts to give her more access. "You're so hard, Zeb." She moaned. And fuck me that was the most beautiful sound my ears have ever heard. ⎯ ZEB ARRINGTON Adorable, hot, and innocent these three words could describe Zeb. But it doesn't help in making a living, does it? Especially not the third one. At 25, with no job and career, Zeb is fed up, but what happens when he gets a job, of an 'assistant' that too for none other than THE cold-hearted and rude, Aveline Andruzzi who also happens to be REALLY sexy and also doesn't have time for this 'romance bullshit'? ⎯ AVELINE ANDRUZZI The billionaire entrepreneur, with a persona that makes people shake in their shoes. People are afraid of her and that's how she likes it, men kiss the ground she walks on, and why wouldn't they? She is THE epitome of hotness, with a figure that can wake the dead. It's really hard for someone to catch her eye and trust me when I say 'really fucking hard'. ⎯ ❝ "I told you, you're mine. I don't pick up catfights, Zeb. I don't have time for that childish shit." she whispers, sending blood running straight to my cock. ❞ Trigger warning 18+ Mature content Cover by Ren T