Sequel to The Cunning * Who's more dangerous: someone with nothing to lose, or someone with everything at stake? In the ruthless London underworld, the rules haven't changed. It's kill or be killed. When whispers of Madison's return reach the game players, alliances shatter, and she's once again caught in the crossfire. But this time, it's not just her survival on the line, someone else is depending on her. Three and a half years after vowing to leave the life behind, Madison is dragged back into the shadows she fought so hard to escape. With old enemies resurfacing and new threats circling, she must navigate a dangerous game of power and revenge. The stakes have never been higher, but this time, Madison isn't just playing to survive - she's playing for keeps.

Everything changed the night they took her. Ripped from her mundane life, Madison is thrust into the violent world of trafficking, where her only choices are adapt or die. Jase, one of her captors, is as cruel and relentless as the men who pay him. Cold, calculating, and fiercely loyal to the underworld he serves, he likes to be in control. But Madison was never going to be anyone's average victim. Beautifully cunning, she ignites something lethal within Jase. As the lines between predator and prey blur, Madison is drawn deeper into Jase's dark orbit, as he finds himself captivated in ways he can't afford to admit. In a world where trust is a death sentence and love is a punchline, there are no heroes, only the willing and the unwilling and Madison needs to decide just how willing she is before her time runs out. *

She was the enemy's daughter. He was the mafia king who swore to destroy him. Aria Moretti's life shatters the moment her father trades her hand in marriage to Raffaele Vitale-the ruthless Don who built an empire on blood, vengeance, and fear. She's meant to be a pawn, a silken offering meant to mend old wounds and forge uneasy alliances. But Rafe doesn't want peace. He wants revenge. And his new wife is a reminder of everything he's lost. Cold, commanding, and untouchable, Rafe makes it clear Aria will never hold his heart. Yet the longer she lives in his gilded cage, the more the lines between hate and hunger blur. Beneath his tattoos and brutal control, she glimpses the man who aches as deeply as he burns. Now she's caught between two worlds: loyalty to the family who betrayed her, and the dangerous man who has become both her torment and her salvation. Passion. Power. Betrayal. In a marriage born of sin, only one question remains- Will love be their ruin...or their redemption?

She has no name. No memories of a mother. No world beyond the forest. Raised by a quiet old woman and the silence of trees, she learns life through seasons, wounds, and the moon. When an eclipse marks her eighteenth year, the forest is all she has ever known. Until the most dangerous man in Italy finds her. Antonio De Luca is a mafia king-cold, ruthless, and feared by all. He speaks to no one, kills without hesitation, and believes innocence does not survive in his world. But she does not fear him. Taken from the forest and into a life she does not understand, she must learn the human world through the eyes of a child-while Antonio faces a truth he never expected. What if the girl he rescued was never meant to be lost... but hidden? A princess from another mafia perhaps?

Complete Hello everyone I'm back and I'm planning to rewrite this book.😜 They buried a child they were told never lived. Years later, a little girl with silver hair, mismatched eyes, and scars no two-year-old should have walks into their world-unnamed, unclaimed, and afraid. The López family doesn't know who she is. But someone does. And they never wanted her found. She didn't die. She was erased

Book 2 of the blood of two dons. Taken at fourteen. Rebuilt at sixteen. Feared by nineteen. Elara didn't survive the darkness she became it. Now a rising force in the underworld, she answers to no one. No past. No weakness. No attachments. Until someone who remembers her... finds her. And threatens to break the one thing she swore never to lose again Control.

She has lived hidden for eleven years, never allowed outside, never told the truth about her father. Her mother is famous. Her past is dangerous. And the secret she's hiding could destroy two mafia empires. Born from betrayal and a single night of manipulation, the girl carries an impossible truth in her blood-she belongs to two dons. One American. One Italian. Rivals who have no idea their legacy lives in the same child. When the truth begins to surface, it won't just expose a secret. It will start a war.

"They called her a mistake. They left her at the altar. They buried her legacy. But Mary Edward was never broken - only waiting." When Mary, the disregarded daughter of the powerful Edward family, is betrayed by her own blood and humiliated by the man she once loved, she disappears - only to return years later with a tech empire, an iron will, and a heart still scarred. Now, the world must reckon with the heiress they tried to erase. Caught between a vengeful sister spiraling into ruin, a media storm, and the reemergence of her first love, Antonio Mustafa, Mary must navigate legacy, love, and power - without losing herself again. But in a world of lies, revenge, and glamour, only one truth remains: You don't see a storm until it's already here.

Updates every Monday and Wednesday and some Fridays. A conflicted vampire prince. A heart-weary swan maiden. And two meddling grannies with poison in their purses. SEBASTIAN I was born a vampire. Not turned. Not cursed. Just... made wrong. No soul to save. No grace to fall from. Just absence. I've gotten very good at playing human, but that's all it is. An act. So why would fate give me her? She's quiet strength and gentle hope. But whether I deserve her or not, I'd burn down kingdoms before I ever let someone cage her again. ELODIE I was deemed defective. Abandoned by my brothers. Banished from the Sky Realm. A swan maiden with no family, no flock, and no wings. Why would my life improve in the mortal world? Then I meet him,wielding charm like a sword and good manners like armor. I know he's too good to be true, but I can't bring myself to fly away, either. THE GRANNIES "Oh, he's deliciously tall and broody, Morwenna." "Quite, Delphine. And if he breaks our girl's heart, I'll happily break his knees." "Or just slip arsenic in his cup. Less mess." "Brilliant, dear. Cheers!" Tropes: 🦇🪽👻Dark Fairytale/Gothic Fantasy → One swan, a vampire, and two grannies who are very invested in getting their great-grandswans... 🦢 Ugly Cygnet → She never fit their perfect mold, but he doesn't want perfect. He wants her just as she is. 👑🛑 Royal Restraint Ruined → He's patient. Disciplined. Trained to hide himself under layers of manners and charm. And then she looks at him like that, and he unravels. 🏰Court Intrigue→ A mad king thinks he can bend a sentient throne to his will. ⚔️ MINE → Fangs that will tear down anyone who ever again dares to cage his immortal beloved. 💕 Safe Romance→ The romance is safe - no betrayal, cheating, other man/woman, or love triangles. Everything else? No comment.

(BOOK 1 Of the QUEENS OF CHAOS SERIES) Isa Valen doesn't believe in restraint. Two weeks ago, she did champagne, a sinfully accented stranger, and a night so consuming she ran before sunrise. She doesn't remember his face. She doesn't remember his name. But her body remembers the way he made it burn. When her sister runs to New York, Isa follows without hesitation. New city. New job. New distractions. Then she meets her boss. Erik Orlov. Billionaire. Bratva Don. A devastatingly gorgeous tattooed man built from control and violence wrapped in tailored suits. The first time he looks at her, something tightens in her chest. The first time he steps close, her pulse betrays her. She doesn't recognize him. He recognizes the curve of her mouth. The sound she made when he touched her. The way she ran. The night she can't remember is the one he hasn't stopped replaying. Now she works beneath him - in his office, in his space, in his world. Every glance lasts too long. Every accidental touch feels deliberate. Every breath between them feels charged. And Erik Orlov does not chase. He claims. Enemies circle his empire. Loyalty fractures. Power shifts. But none of it unsettles him like the woman sitting across his desk, pretending she doesn't feel it too. Until two pink lines appear. Because the only thing more dangerous than their chemistry... Is the secret growing between them. And this time, he won't let her run.