(Book #2 of the Sinners Of Dark Series) She was known for her beauty in the dark underworld of of New York, a seemingly docile angel in the form of a nightmare. He was ruthless, cold and far worse than the men she knew in the Cosa Nostra-His reputation alone sent chills through the city crime circles. I once thought marrying a made man would be the worst fate, but being drawn to one was far more treacherous. It was a debt to be settled, a price to be repaid. Sold in exchange for my cousin. My body, mind, and soul given to the most terrifying man ever known. A marriage born from violence and betrayal. I had expected an fifty-year-old boss who wanted my so-called purity in payment for his service, planning to keep up the facade of a fake smile and tight dresses yet I wasn't prepared for the six-foot tall, dangerously handsome pakhan, a man known for killing men with his bare hands. I hated him. Not just because he was lethal, but because he made my heart race, his low, gravelly voice sinking into my bones, offering me everything I knew I couldn't accept. - preview - "He was quiet for a second, pinning me with his intense gaze. "Don't go looking for trouble you can't handle." "How do you know what I can handle?" I shot back. He raised a brow in question. His voice was soft almost deceiving when he spoke. "You can't handle me, lisichka." "I haven't tried." "You won't get the chance."

Marisol tried to live life to the fullest. She attended Rochester University and studied International Studies and Economics. After graduating, she attended law school at the University of Southern California and pursued a career in cooperate law. She held herself to a higher standard, maybe that was because she became blind after a traumatic accident. She didn't want her disability to rule her life, so she ruled her disability, never allowing it to hinder her success. Yet, even though she'd become a successful attorney, she never married and never had children. Feeling unfulfilled, yet completely unready to take care of a child by herself, she applies to become a surrogate. After many denials, her application was finally chosen by someone. Little did she know she was chosen by Grey Weston, one of America's most eligible bachelors with a hidden secret. Completed.

I'm a monster, but in her arms, I'm a man... Aurora doesn't know what the future holds except for the fact that her mother's going to die soon and she's going to be forcibly wed to the alpha of her pack-a fifty-year-old man. With no escape, she agrees and as she walks down the aisle to marry her future husband, a war breaks through, tearing down the entire pack. Midst of the chaos, Zade, one of the cruelest alphas, claims Aurora as his mate. Zade has no clue what he walks into when he decides to kill an entire pack and finds his mate in a wedding dress, getting married to another man. Enraged, he prisons her and promises to punish her for betraying a sacred mate bond by marrying someone else. But for how long can he prison her after all?

You and I... Maria Catalono. A scholar, ballerina, and orphan. She'd been alone for so long, she forgot what it felt like to belong. Vincenzo DiSilva. Raised to be cold and callous. The ideal candidate to fill the role of Don, until he meets her. A tornado of a love story filled with secrets, danger, and desire. The two young adults spiraling into deep love. But you already know how their story ends. ...we were born to die.

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

Phoenix watched her closely, his eyes darting down to her tongue that poked out briefly to wet her lips. He was being unwaveringly blunt, but that was just him. He wanted this girl; he knew that now. He was over being cautious and considerate- he didn't care about that shit anymore. Soft, beautiful, and sweet, Penelope was everything he wasn't-everything he shouldn't have; it was ironic, but it was also all the more reason why he craved her. • Book 2 in Dominant Series

Shivaay Singh Oberoi, a ruthless businessman who has already completed 25 yrs of his life being the king of his own territory. He is handsome in all departments but his blue-green orbs filled with darkness, coldness and anything but love. Every woman wants to chase him, but his heart is being guarded with walls of ice, that never seems to come down. Anika Luthra, a business adminstration student; with the spice of fashion designing truly angelic, her eyes filled with love, kindness and anything but hatred. Every men is ready to chase her yet her heart remains untouched free for anyone to steal, but she has yet to come across the thief that claims it as his own possession. Will these 2 people ever come across each other, will that wall of ice ever melt with the warmness of kindness, will the man with too much hatred and too little love ever claim his possession, on the women with too little hatred and so much of love? Is this actually what made their lives to encounter RUTHLESS LOVE or it is a way to some other destination? To know further make a read and join them in their RUTHLESS or I would say, beautiful journey. Love xxxxxxxx Purva Narang (YOUR WRITER) Cover Credit: beautiful @Shabana__

"A King is not complete without his Queen." This is a story. A story that is far too unreal for anyone believe. A story that everyone should believe in. A story about love and death. A story so powerful that even the greatest and scariest leaders will kneel for it. A story about a woman and a man. A story of how a tiny mere human girl who made the werewolf King kneel in front of her because she shed a tear. This is not the fairytale that you thought you knew COMPLETED

The Cortello Brothers are famous around the city known as Los Angeles, the city of Angels. They smoke, do drugs, party, mess with girls and have all been to Juvie more times than they count. The D'Angelo Brothers are equally as famous as the Cortellos in the city called Los Angeles, the city of Angels and they share every one of the Cortellos' bad habits from the smoking to partying. The Cortello Brothers and The D'Angelo Brothers are also known for hating each other to everyone in the city. The six Cortello Brothers and the six D'Angelo Brothers are all Adrian Cortello's half brothers, sharing the same dad as the Cortellos and the same mom as the D'Angelos. Adrian's life experience a whirlwind of changes after her mom and dad passes away and she finds out about the existence of not one, not two, but twelve older brothers who apparently hate each other. After a surprisingly calm battle, the oldest Cortello and the oldest D'Angelo ultimately decide that shared custody between the two of them would be best for Adrian and that leads to all of them having to live in one house without trying to kill each other. As soon as she arrives, Adrian senses the tension between the two families. After having lost her mom and dad, she decides that her brothers war among themselves cannot last or she might loose them too so she makes it her mission to try and get all her brothers to get along. Along with trying to get everyone to get along, she has to deal with the secrets that come with having older brothers who have a "family business" that they won't tell her about and she has to try and make sure that they don't find out about any of her demons haunting her. Among all of that, she has to try and get her brothers to warm up to her, specifically the younger ones who for some unknown reason have a strong dislike towards her. Boy, is Adrian in for a ride on the roller coaster that is messed up life. ----- Inspired by Their Sister, Their Strength by @gracesilverleigh

Dark was his Soul, more darker than the night sky. His eyes terrorised the darkness. His sheer cruel laughter echoed through the trenches of hell, spooking the poor beasts of dark land. Night was his slave and darkness his weapon....Behold my folks for he was THE DARK KING _____________________________________________ Pure and innocent Sharanya would never have thought that a casual visit to that always 'out-of-limits' spooky castle atop the hill would dramatically upend her life in the worst way. Nor she would've guessed that she would create an obsessive maniac just by walking into that hexed monument. Poor she had no idea that her innocence had unknowingly freed a monster from his tethers. He saw her and that was the beginning of it. She was pure....just like the freshest dew on the leaves early in the morning. Untouched by any man. So little and fragile, just perfect to fit in his big arms. Just one look of her and he knew this beauty belonged with him. JUST HIM. She was his alone. His to love, His to Punish and His to Fuck. Mad was his love for her. No idea she had of what lengths he would go to keep her locked inside his bedroom and have his way with her day and night. Her escape was impossible. His obsession was intractable. Her fate was sealed....She was the Queen of the DARK KING. Pictures are not mine.