𝗥𝗛𝗘𝗔 𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗘 was raised to be a shadow. Sit straight, smile when you're spoken to, don't make people repeat themselves and don't you dare draw attention and learn to be grateful they let the deaf daughter stay in the room at all. In Northvalle, perfection is currency. Her sister, Alina, is priceless. Rhea is the problem they keep just out of frame.. .. She's had her eyes on 𝗘𝗭𝗥𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗞𝗢𝗩 longer than she'll ever admit. The city's quiet threat. Fixer, the man you call when you're out of options and ready to sell whatever's left of your soul. He doesn't play about what's tied to his name. He doesn't repeat himself and when you keep him waiting too long, he collects more than debt. He's invited into the Lore empire for one reason.. Alina. A marriage on paper. An alliance at the table. Lore influence for Markov protection. Breaking that kind of deal would cost more than money and everyone at that table knows it. Ezra knows what's at stake. But the wrong girl keeps catching his eye... the daughter who was never part of the offer, the one who moves like she's been taught her whole life not to be seen. He should keep his distance. Instead, he starts to toy with the line.. a glance held too long, a touch he has no business giving, secrets in dark corners that would ruin her if anyone ever found out. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⋆ 𐙚 ̊. "We shouldn't be doing this..." "Then stop trembling every time I breathe your name, Malyshka." ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⋆ 𐙚 ̊. • 𝘼 𝘿𝘼𝙍𝙆 𝙈𝘼𝙁𝙄𝘼 𝙍𝙊𝙈𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Mature| 18+ Copyright ©️𝗐𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗆 2025 All rights reserved.

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𝘚𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦-𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴; 𝘖𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴, "𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯" 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥.

ᴀᴍᴀʀᴀ'ꜱ ᴀ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴅɪꜱᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ-ʙᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴄɪꜱɪᴏɴꜱ, ʙɪɢ ᴀᴛᴛɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴢᴇʀᴏ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛꜱ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ꜰᴏʀ "ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ," ꜱʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇꜱ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ, ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ she may not be as reckless. Smut warring ⚠️ Drinking alcohol drugs⚠️ Adult themes⚠️ #1 in reckless books.

A soldier and a broken boy were a bond no one saw coming. In a world where Betas are scentless, unwanted and discarded at birth, nineteen year old Aoi has known nothing but silence both around him and inside himself. Living in a forgotten shelter, he sings not for hope, but to remember he's still alive. Until one day, a powerful Alpha appears at the gates. Captain Akihiro, a decorated soldier and leader of Unit-X, has lost his best friend and with him, a promise, protect the Beta named Aoi. Grief stricken and hollow, Akihiro has no idea what awaits him behind those rusted doors or that the silent boy he's been ordered to protect might be the only one capable of healing him. But in a society where Betas are used, ignored and never loved, can an Alpha's promise become something more?

Sophia Martin never imagined that trusting her only living relative would lead her into the hands of a man like Maxim Petrov-a ruthless Russian power player who doesn't believe in luck, only control. When an unexpected betrayal forces her into a world of wealth, violence, and unbreakable vows, Sophia must navigate a dangerous game where every move could cost her freedom-or worse. In Maxim's world, love isn't gentle, and trust is a gamble. The question is: can she survive the wager, or will she become just another casualty of his ruthless empire? 💕💕💕 Thank you all so much for your incredible support! Unfortunately, it has come to my attention that someone is plagiarizing my stories and posting them on other apps. If you come across any of these instances, please report them immediately. I want to clarify that I would never charge for these stories-they are something I genuinely enjoy sharing with you all for free 🫶🏾.

(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."

His fingers trailed up her arm, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. "You look even more beautiful when you're afraid," he murmured, leaning in to press a kiss to her collarbone. Nastya gasped, the sensation both terrifying and electrifying. Nikolai's lips moved lower, brushing against the sensitive skin of her chest, just above her aching nipples. She could feel his breath hot against her skin, each inhalation sending a shiver down her spine. "Tell me," he whispered, his mouth inches from her breast, "do you want me to stop?"

NEED MAJOR EDITING- 11/2024 There will come a soldier Who carries a mighty sword He will tear your city down Oh lei, oh lai, oh, Lord There will come a poet Whose weapon is His word He will slay you with His tongue Oh lei, oh lai, oh, Lord There will come a ruler Whose brow is laid in thorn Smeared with oil like David's boy Oh lei, oh lai, oh, Lord ~~~~~~ I got this idea while listening to "Soldier, Poet, King" by The Oh Hellos. Other than being the inspiration for the boys, the song has no meaning to the story. This is a bxbxb story set in a land of kings and knights. There will be polyamory fluff and smut. This book is not intended for audiences under 18. Read at own risk. I STARTED THIS IN 2020 AND MY WRITING STYLE HAS CHANGED DRAMATICALLY!! JUST FYI