Abigail Winter, is a survivor who has rebuilt her life with a singular focus: to graduate from Northwestern with a nursing degree and start anew. Her carefully laid plans are upended when she crosses paths with Ruslan Mikhailov, a former bratva enforcer. Ruslan embodies everything Abigail has spent her life avoiding. Yet on one fateful night their worlds collide, irreversibly altering both their destinies. Abigail finds herself caught in a dangerous web, forced to choose between the life she's fought to reclaim and her freedom. Blurred Lines is the story of Abigail Winter's journey into the Russian mafia. It's the first instalment of a two part novel. Part 2 - The Bratva Wife, is out now. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity, abuse, violence, abduction and questionable consent.

"I met him on the night I was planning to run away - he was holding a gun, and smiling." She thought her father's fists were the worst life could give her-until she met him. Lina, silent, obedient, and when she's kidnapped and thrown into the world of Zane Valerio- the cold, dangerous Italian mafia capo who rules his empire from a building that used to be a warehouse of blood. He's power in motion. Dark eyes, tailored suits, and death in his shadow. She's innocence he doesn't understand. He doesn't do softness. She doesn't know violence like his. But fate doesn't care. He promises protection, but demands obedience. She swears she hates him, but her heart and body say otherwise. She's terrified of him. He's addicted to her silence. And somewhere in the middle, obsession blooms. 2- Aug - 2025 #1 - dark friction 09- October -2025 #1- abusive home 12 - Feb - 2026 #1- truma recovery 12 - Feb - 2026 #2 - Dangerous love

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔. Sophia was naive, ordinary, a village girl with a simple dream-to see the king's palace. One day, curiosity woke her. Innocent, childish, she walked into the grand halls... unaware she had just caught the eye of the ruthless king. From that moment, she would no longer be just a girl-she would become HIS OBSESSION. King Adrian sat on his throne, dark and terrifying. The hall trembled; heads bowed, no one dared meet his eyes. Then the gates opened. Guards dragged a small, trembling girl to his feet. "Your Majesty... we found her roaming the palace," they said. Thrown to the floor, Sophia looked up at king, voice shaking. "I... I just wanted to see the palace..." Everyone flinched at his gaze-but she dared to meet the king's eyes. And in that moment... she became his obsession. Top Ranks ❤️ 30 March 2026 #1 captivity #1 naivegirl #1 ruthlessking #1 Dark All in first rank ❤️ 🥺 #2 manipulation #2 childish #4 dangerouslove #4. #forcedproximity

"I don't want you like men want women." His lips grazed her forehead, then her temple. His breath was ragged. "I want you like a curse wants a victim. Like fire wants oxygen. I want to crawl under your skin and live there. I want to own your thoughts, your dreams, every goddamn breath you take." It all started with a dare - a kiss on a stranger's cheek at a lavish resort party. But that stranger turned out to be Devillian Giordano - ruthless CEO by day, feared mafia boss by night. Cold, commanding, and dangerously irresistible, he doesn't forgive easily... yet something about Siana Aydin begins to unravel him. What begins as a harmless kiss spirals into a twisted web of obsession, secrets, and a deal that cages her in his dark world. But Devillian isn't a hero. He's the monster at the end of every fairytale. And yet, she can't look away - drawn to the very danger that should terrify her. Secrets lurk in every corner, enemies plot from the shadows, and through it all, their hearts burn with forbidden passion. Tropes: Dark Romance, Possessive Alpha, Mafia x Innocent Girl, Deal with the Devil, Hidden Identity, Obsession, Found Weakness, Touch Her and Die. Smut alert 🔞 She's his sunshine. He's her storm. And she's about to become his dark devotion.

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.

"I'm ready to give you that freedom. You and your father can leave." I froze. What? I looked at him, eyes wide with disbelief, searching for any sign he was lying. Any smirk, any cruel glint. But he was calm. Too calm. Then he spoke again-and his words struck like a bolt of lightning straight through me. "But for that..." he paused, his voice dipping to a deadly softness, "you have to be my breeder." She was the kind of girl whose world revolved around her cats and her jesus. Daughter of one of Ireland's most influential figures, she lived behind the guarded gates of power but felt like a stranger in her own home. With a stepmother who wore venom like perfume and a stepsister who never missed a chance to tear her down, Niamh learned to find solace in silence. She didn't mind the isolation-not really. But everything changed with a single glance. One dance of seduction. One moment of tamtation.That was all it took to unravel the threads of her carefully stitched life. She believed in fairytales. In is prince and kindness. In magic that heals. But instead, she found herself tangled in the dark salvation of a man who had no light left in him. The fairytale she longed for didn't come with a white horse. It came cloaked in blood, wrapped in chains, and whispered promises laced with pain. And the moment she stepped into his world, there was no going back. "He craves her purity just to stain it with his sins"

"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

♠️DARK ROMANCE ♠️ They took from him. Ruined his sanity and he came out to take revenge. They awoke a blood thirsty monster in him and that was it for Michael Moretti. He strived forward, vengeance in his veins, fury in his blood but what he didn't expect was to stumble upon an innocent fiery little dove admist the ruins, chaos and masochism. One glance at the girl and he was now a puppet to his primal instincts. Seraphine Ferretti was born not with a silver spoon in her mouth but a dark twisted fate waiting for her. She knew she belonged to her Tormentor. The cruel hunter of the underworld. Yet she hoped deep down for a way out. Anything to escape the claws of that bastard. However she didn't expect her rescue to come in the form of a masked man out for revenge. Michael. Can she really trust him? Or does she have to escape? Again. Read to find out how two lost broken souls, one out for revenge, another seeking peace end up entangled in a love that the world craves to ruin. Will they survive? Will they have their happy ending? Only time will tell.

Mafia Romance Book 1 of "The Veiled Desires" Series Ranked #1 in intriguing _______________________ 𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫? _______________________ They say to fear the Devil. They say to pray to God in hopes of keeping the Devil away. But they don't know that the Devil can hear their prayers too. They say there is only good and bad. They say there is both a Devil and a God. But what happens when only the Devil, two negatives of the same kind become one? Not knowing that the other is also a Devil? She has a high pitched voice everyday. 𝑇𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡. He wears suits. 𝑇𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑. She's famous to the world because of her dad. 𝑆ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑒. He is the most ruthless. 𝑂𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 She never opens her heart. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 _______________________ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 D𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰? _______________________ 18+, read trigger warnings. Tropes : Dark Romance Arranged Marriage Enemies to Lovers

He squeezed her cheeks together, he asked, "What will you get by going away from me?" His hand got tighter as he was pinning her to the wall with the help of his other hand securing her waist. He whispered, "Lavina.... What will you get?... why so prideful? hu?" Her eyes only showed pain, he knew all of it. But did he caused all of it? No he didn't? Zavier grabbed her face tighter, her painful words showed how much damage he was causing, his hands soften, he cannot take her pain. She whispered, "LEAVE!!!... I don't want to see you..." His eyebrows furrowed, he got this after searching for her like mad dog. He lost her, and when he got her again, she just rejected him like he was a dog. She screamed, "I hate you!!!!... Leave me the f*ck alone!!!" It damaged his pride, hurt his love. He pressed a cloth on her face, her eyes got wide on his sudden action. He whispered, "Now... Lavina Morris.... You are going to be mine.... pay for what you did to me...." She tried to fight back, but he had captured her well in his arms, he whispered embracing her and she fell into sleep, "I will take everything that belongs to me." She fainted in his arms, still trying to fight, but his arms captured her tighter so she won't slip away from him, from his love from the fate he decided for them. Her cheek landed in his chest, his arms engulfed her tighter as he whispered, "Love you... forever...."