Ever since she's been a child, Leila Rossetti's sole ambition has been to seize control of The Cosa Nostra and avenge the childhood she lost by the claws her father, The Don. When she inadvertently declares war on the Russians, who have long held a vice grip on the underground, her plans go right in the trash giving way to a far more dangerous threat. Yet the overconfidence of the Italian assassin is nothing more than a source of amusement to Nikolai Romanov, king of The Bratva. Known for his ruthlessness and absolute control over Russia, he views Leila's reckless move as merely an entertaining spectacle, like a predator who only toys with its prey before devouring it. So what happens when The Pakhan finally decides to strike his prey? ________________________ His thumb traced the sensitive skin of my wrist, a slow rhythm that felt like he was counting my heartbeats. Then he leaned in, his lips hovering near my ear, not touching, yet the heat was enough to sear. "You're so beautiful. Even when you lie to me." I rolled my eyes, tilting my head back against his shoulder just to show him I wasn't afraid of the proximity, even while my skin screamed at the contact. "And you're still an arrogant bastard who thinks he can keep a throne just by sitting on it." "I don't just sit on it, milaya. I bleed for it. And occasionally, I make sure others bleed a little more." The vibration of his throaty chuckle sent shivers down my spine. "Now, tell me another lie. I want to see if you can make your heart rate match your tongue."

*COMPLETED* Zara Ashford is very straight to the point. She likes the color blue, r&b music and people who don't waste her time. Known for her attitude, she's the town's most popular girl. Or at least she was...before she left for two years. Now she's back, and despite what you might think, she's not the same little girl she was back then. Her tongue grew even sharper somehow. As for Killian Blackwood, he's 'still at the restaurant'. He's popular and he's rich, but it's that charm that has everybody crazy for him. His eyes though, they've been set on a certain girl forever. Some say they were childhood enemies. But he was just a boy trying to get a pretty girl's attention. - • - • - • - • - • - • - • #1 IN ENEMIES #1 IN POPULAR #2 IN LOVERS #2 IN SARCASM #3 IN BADGIRL

𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 is the kind of girl who makes friends everywhere she goes. She loves flowers, romance novels, the color yellow, and probably gets way too excited over the little things. Always having a smile on her face, she sees the world in colour. 𝐊𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 is pretty much her complete opposite. He's covered in tattoos, spends his nights fighting underground, and has the kind of looks that make people stare. He's confident, stubborn, and not exactly known for being sweet. Except when it comes to Nora. She's his best friend's little sister, which makes her completely off-limits. He knows that. She knows that. So why does it feel like neither of them cares? The more time they spend together, the harder it becomes to pretend there's nothing between them. And Kaden might just be willing to break every rule to find out what happens when they stop pretending. ──────────────────── • adult contemporary romance • friends to lovers • brother's best friend BEST RANKING: #1 in Brother's best friend #1 in Friendswithbenefits #2 in Sunshine #6 in Boxer #7 in Vacation #8 in Slowburn COPYRIGHT 2022©️ vixenelle - all rights reserved

He was the serpent. Coiled in shadows. Poison in his veins. A name whispered in fear - Marco Costa, heir to a dead empire, and leader of something far more terrifying: The Vipers. She was the spark. Wild. Loud. Unapologetically reckless. Alana Salvatore - the mafia princess with oversized hoodies, candy-stained fingers, and a laugh that didn't belong in a world made of blood. Everyone expected her to choose the prince. The protector. The blade forged to shield her - Matteo Rivera. But she didn't. She chose the villain. The man with venomous promises and hands that both worship and destroy. He took her heart, her body, and gave her a crown of thorns in return. Now, she carries his heir - and her bloodline has been rewritten. This is not the story of rescue. This is the story of surrender. Of obsession. Of rebellion. Of a girl who fell for the devil and smiled while burning. In a world of kings and killers... She became the queen of the serpent. BOOK THREE OF SALVATORE SERIES.

"Stay away from me." "That's going to be a little difficult, Senhorita." --- He came to Brazil for a fresh start. Instead, he became the bodyguard of a Brazilian spoiled mafia princess. She wants freedom. He wants distance. But in a world ruled by power, betrayal and buried secrets, staying away from each other might be the one thing they're both incapable of doing. --- BOOK 4 OF THE RUN SERIES

Velvet & Vows: Diego Russo (Spin-off) ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘༻✦༺⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ Diego Russo Second in command of the Las Vegas Mafia and his brother's right hand, a player who never settles and never apologizes. Together they rule over the West Coast... He owns the night, the streets, and everyone who dares to stand in his way. Untouchable and unbreakable. Until the FBI drags him down on federal drug charges and the empire he helped build starts to crack. Now the only person who can get him out isn't family, isn't loyalty, isn't blood... it's her... Serafina Eléonora Laurent Criminal defence lawyer. Daughter of Jean-Luc Laurent, founder of the most powerful law firm on the West Coast. Raised in privilege, educated in power, conditioned to win. She wears control like a second skin and walks into court knowing the verdict bends in her favor. To the world, she is discipline and legacy. To herself, she is curiosity wrapped in restraint. She doesn't chase danger... she dissects it. And when Diego Russo becomes her client, she doesn't save him. She finds his survival... ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘༻✦༺⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ Preview... I exhaled and leaned back, chains clinking. "So... Laurent," I said, voice softer but still amused. "Are you always this mean, or is it just my lucky day?" Serafina finally turned to me fully. Up close, she was worse. Dangerous. Beautiful. Untouchable. "You're not funny," she said. I smirked. "Everyone says that. Right before they fall for me." She looked at my handcuffs. Then at me. "I'm not here to fall for you, Diego Russo," she said, voice low. "I'm here to keep you out of prison." I tilted my head. "Same thing, sweetheart." Her eyes darkened. "Never call me that." My grin widened. Oh... This was going to be fun. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘༻✦༺⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ In a city built on sin, power is everything. And mercy is never free. #1 mobster 02/21/2026

"We both know I ruined this tight little pussy for anyone else." He pulls out almost completely, then slams back in with a wet, filthy sound that makes me cry out. He leans in, lips brushing my ear as he fucks me senseless. "No one else is ever gonna make you cum like this, Adriana. No one else is ever gonna own this pussy the way I do. And you fucking know it." - - - At an elite international boarding school, anonymity is law. The heirs of the world's most powerful criminal empires - mafia, cartels, and syndicates - attend under first names only. No last names. No identities. No exceptions. Antonio is feared for a reason. Fueled by rage and backed by power, he rules the academy through intimidation alone. Adriana is just as dangerous - stubborn, sharp-tongued, and the cousin of one of the most brutal ex-cartel enforcers alive. For three years, they've hated each other with a passion. Every conversation turns into a fight. Every glance into a challenge. And somehow, neither of them knows when to walk away. What could possibly go wrong when two of the most dangerous souls in the school are obsessed with breaking one another? In a place where secrets can kill and passion burns hotter than vengeance... everything.

It was time to get naked. The plan was simple, yet utterly brilliant. "Capri?" Hayden called. Showtime. I had left the door to the bathroom slightly ajar so that he would be lured in by the illusion that I was doing something innocent such as brushing my teeth. Not draped fully nude in a bathtub. He pushed open the door, immediately slapping his hand over his eyes. "Jesus! I...I...didn't realize..." "That my tits are exposed?" I filled in, faking indignation. But on the inside, I was smiling. "They're just breasts, Hayden," I reasoned, reaching for a washcloth and lathering it with soap. "I'm not going to slap you for looking." He cautiously cracked one open as I began massaging my nipples with the towel. Both eyes were now firmly affixed to my tits. I was a genius. *** The last time she saw him was in her bed. Capri Yorke thought her bad luck had finally broken the night she met Hayden Williams. Hot, charming... and amazing in bed. Then he ghosted her. So, imagine her surprise when he shows up months later as a camp counselor at her summer job, looking even sexier and smirking like he didn't completely wreck her. Now, thanks to a prank gone wrong, they're stuck sharing a bunk. Capri should hate him. The problem? She doesn't trust herself not to kiss him. And Hayden has never met a rule he didn't love breaking.

A flawless ice princess and the lion-boy narcissist who wants to melt her. Rhea Caldwell was cool, calm, and collected at all times. She thought she had everything under control. Not in the casual sense, literally. Her life was shaped with precision: perfect grades, a carefully mapped-out future career, and a circle of not-so-perfect girlfriends she chose anyway. But there was one thing she couldn't figure out. Her...bland sex life. Nothing excited her enough, nothing gave her that satisfaction she needed. Pleasure went out of the window, clouded by law school preparation until temptation pushed her toward an unlikely solution, one that became even more complicated when her "godlike" highschool now college academic rival offered to help. Cameron Pierson was as brilliant as her, and just as he was unbearably narcissistic. Arrogant, charming, infuriating and angelically attractive. He never belonged in her world, but somehow forcefully carved out a space in it anyway. And now with their friend groups mixing, he's closer than ever. She never planned to let him touch her but under the premise of one favor she does and everything shifts. ━━━━⊱❆⊰━━━━ 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 𝐄 𝐌 𝐏 𝐓 𝐌 𝐄 𝐒 𝐄 𝐑 𝐈 𝐄 𝐒 ♛ 1 Teach Me, Tempt Me ❆ 2 Please Me, Tempt Me ☘︎ 3 Ruse Me, Tempt Me ━━━━⊱❆⊰━━━━ 𝐇 𝐈 𝐆 𝐇 𝐄 𝐒 𝐓 𝐑 𝐀 𝐍 𝐊 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐒 #1 narcissism #1 golden boy #1 golden girl #1 rivalry #rivals to lovers ━━━━⊱❆⊰━━━━ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 2025/09/02 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃: 2025/ 11/12

First book 🏒. Starting college was supposed to be Violet Vale's escape plan. New country. New city. New campus. And then there's Ethan Maddox-tattoos inked like warnings, that infuriating smirk, and a six-foot-five presence that fills every room like he owns it. Her brother's best friend. Her worst enemy. And now? Her accidental shadow at Northbridge University. Violet's spent years trading insults and eye-rolls with Ethan, ever since he became an honorary part of her family. But there's nothing brotherly about the way he looks at her now-or the way her pulse reacts when he calls her Vi like it's some kind of challenge. He's cocky. Infuriating. One year older. And the only person on campus who makes her feel anything at all. They're not friends. Definitely not something more. But the line between hate and something far messier is starting to blur. And when hearts get tangled... Someone's going to fall. Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.