𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢 is the ruthless Underboss of New York's most powerful mafia family... A cold-blooded lion who takes what he wants. When he becomes dangerously obsessed with 𝐊𝐚𝐢 𝐋𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐱, a quiet and defiant young bartender, he drags him into his dark world of violence and power. What begins as a debt paid in flesh soon turns into raw obsession. As a brutal war with the Russian Bratva explodes and betrayals threaten everything, the line between captor and captive blurs into something deeper... dangerous, passionate, and undeniable. A dark mafia love story of obsession, healing, redemption, and found family.

"does he 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝?" "..no." 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐨

"Guys like you don't go for girls like me..." "Good thing I'm not like most guys then, huh?"

In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

"How comes you aren't shy right now? You sometimes stutter around me." I smiled a little. "I'm not new to sex. I had an ex remember?" He nodded slowly. "Are you kinky?" I licked my lips. "Why did you ask?" He gripped my legs and yanked me closer to him. "Because I want to taste you. Will you be okay with that?" I froze a little. As much as I was used to sex, I've never been eaten before. "My ex didn't..." I trailed off. He smirked before slipping off the couch and onto his knees. _____________________________________ Being sentence to two years in prison was one thing. Falling for a correctional officer was a totally different story. __ Two years behind bars was supposed to be her punishment. But when Jess starts falling for the correctional officer assigned to her block, she learns that some lines aren't just crossed-they're burned. What starts as stolen glances and hesitant conversations turns into something deeper, something dangerous. Every moment together risks his career and her freedom, but some connections can't be ignored. In a place built on rules and secrets, Jess must decide whether love is worth breaking the ones that could destroy them both.

I opened my mouth maybe to say it was okay, maybe to ask something but the words died when he suddenly leaned across the console, cupping my face between his large, calloused hands. "I missed you," he murmured, almost like he hated admitting it. Then his mouth crashed onto mine. I gasped, his lips fierce and claiming, his body crowding into mine as if he needed to consume me. His kiss wasn't soft it was hungry, demanding everything I had to give. . . . Issa Andrews is beyond excited to start her first semester at Redwood University. Naïve, bright-eyed, and full of hope, that's how most would describe her. She has dreams of her own, goals she's determined to chase. But when a certain boxer crosses her path, will everything she's worked for come crashing down?

Pushing himself from the door Gulian neared her, standing in front of her. "I want you to stop seeing 𝙝𝙞𝙢, that's what I want." Kyomi scoffed as she shook her head. "Why would I stop doing that? Just 'cause you call yourself asking nicely?"

Years after being betrayed by her best friend and the boy she loved, she returns with a cold heart and a calculated plan: to dismantle their "happily ever after" by becoming the one thing he can't resist.

"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic

You're not supposed to want your best friend's brother. Skylar knows that better than anyone, yet she can't seem to ignore the way Damian looks at her. He's calm, a little intense and watches her as if he's physically unable to look away. He's wanted her from the moment she was introduced as his sister's best friend- and when an accidental text is sent his way, everything changes. Those stares grow longer. His need for her intensifies. Skylar can feel it, and with temptation thick in the air, she no longer knows how to stay away- even if staying away was the only thing she was ever supposed to do.