𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. Forced into a Bratva marriage to settle a blood debt, Alina is delivered to the Reznikov estate like an offering - silent, soft-spoken, and smart enough to know that survival means obedience. Aleksei Reznikov is the coldest man she's ever met. He doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't touch her. He barely looks at her. But beneath his stillness lies a storm. He rules with silence, kills with precision, and makes promises in Russian that chill her to the bone. He tells her not to run. That she belongs to him now. That if she disobeys, he won't raise a hand - he'll break her with nothing but words. But as walls crumble and secrets unravel, the most dangerous thing of all isn't the violence outside their gates. It's the quiet pull between a girl who was never supposed to matter... And the man who swore he wouldn't feel. A slow-burn, dark arranged marriage romance. He's a Bratva heir. She's his obligation. So why is he starting to look at her like she's everything? 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ༺༒︎༻ New chapters every Monday, Wednesday, Friday & Sunday 🖤

(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

When Carlisle Cullen came across Natalia Moore he found himself instantly enchanted. But they couldn't be more different. Carlisle being the town's infamous Doctor and Natalia being a student with the reputation of a party girl. However each had their own secrets that brought them closer than expected. Because he was a Vampire. And she was a Witch.

In the mafia when concerning marriage there's one rule:marry into another powerful family because here marriages aren't vows between loved ones but powerful alliances between families-between mafias. Elara Romero is the daughter of Julio Romero also known as the head of the biggest and richest Italian mafia. On new year's her father will introduce her to many of the powerful families to see which she will choose. Who does she choose?

The faint glow of the moon glisten through the drapes over his tanned skin, daring me to awaken all the forbidden desires I kept buried in my thoughts. "Use me," He whimpers as my knees stoop to the floor, ❝... I am rightfully and solely yours, Aaliyah. ❞ ☼ ☼ ☼ Aaliyah Moor is a lot of things, but she isn't stupid. She knew her sister better than anyone and couldn't grasp her sister committing suicide. Aaliyah felt it in her half-broken soul that Ardon Prep would reveal all the silent secrets. All the things Valerie couldn't tell her, not even a whisper, of what happened in that damned school. She made it her mission to figure out what happened to her sister, her moon. Aaliyah didn't care who would get burned in her crossfire or swooned to her deceit; it is all worth it in the justice of Val. What she didn't know was that some webbed lies and laced secrets are meant to be kept away; and if not, death would be the lesser evil.

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The Trinity Trilogy [Book One] One night is all it took to alter the course of their life's. Ezra King I was raised to be a killer, a ruthless leader by nature and merciless when it comes to my own. That night, I was a mere man in the presence of an ordinary woman. No death, no guns, just lust and a lingering connection. One that soon broke when my head cleared of its fog, when my eyes finally opened to the monster lurking behind that pretty exterior. I quickly realized the problem she would be in my future, how quickly she could throw everything I have to shit, but I won't allow it, I made sure of it that morning three years ago. And now the only thought I spare her, is with a bullet in between her eyes. I made a vow to myself that morning, death was promised, no matter what. Vitoria Eden I was raised to be the perfect leader, a woman with a gold throne, forged by her own hand. That night, my soul and heart spoke, it felt safe and warm, something I lacked in; I felt the connection all the way into the darkest pits of my own hell. I never knew how ruthless and cruel a man can truly be, he was the first one to show me. He had hypnotized me, lead me on, and in the end, I only saw the fragile man he was under that hard exterior. For the longest time all I could think about was my revenge, how I would make him pay and suffer for the stunt he pulled that morning. He wants to take my power, my rightful throne, but one thing he never learned was how I would never submit, he'll soon realize just who he started this game with. He has everything to loose. A wife, a daughter and a family. Even though he wants me dead just as I do, there's no limit I would reach to protect my family. And my hard earned crown. That morning I made a vow to myself, death was imminent, his throne mine for the taking. That I promise.