Book 1 of the "Caged Hearts" Series Nikolai Orlov is everything she's been warned about: ruthless, untouchable, and a man who gets what he wants - no matter the cost. As the heir to the Orlov criminal empire, he's built his life on power, fear, and control. But there's one thing Nikolai can't control: his obsession with Nia Makeda Beumont. Nia is the daughter of the president of a small island nation - a sweet, innocent woman with a fiery soul. Her life is upended when she's forced into a arranged marriage with Nikolai to help save her family from financial ruin. At first, she thinks it's just another business deal - until she finds herself tangled in the dangerous world of mafia politics, and worse, tangled in Nikolai's obsessive grip. But as Nia grows closer to Nikolai, she uncovers a dark truth: His parents, the ruthless patriarchs of the Orlov family, hate her simply for the color of her skin. They treat her like dirt when Nikolai isn't around, spewing hatred and racism at every chance they get. When Nikolai finally learns the truth about how his parents have been treating her, his fury is unmatched - and his obsession grows into a need to protect Nia at all costs. Nikolai will do whatever it takes to shield her from the poison of his family, but as their relationship deepens, Nia begins to wonder: Is Nikolai truly her savior, or is he just as dangerous as the world he's built around her? What started as a fake relationship becomes a dangerous obsession, one that Nia may never escape from - no matter how hard she tries.

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐃𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐙𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐙𝐈 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒 ariadne carter, daughter of two music legends and zephyr dicaprio, son of a film superstar and model icon. two people who belong together but with the pressure of the world brings on their shoulders how far can they take their "relationship"? "we can't keep doing this." "why not?" "people will find out." "who cares what everyone thinks, all i care about is what you want. right here right now; so tell me darling what do you want?" "... don't stop." book one poc! fem oc x m! oc original novel w/ social media mature themes inside, viewers discretion is advised!

"You belong right here, Elysia. Not in New York with Julian, or out somewhere in the city galavanting around with Andrew, or anywhere near Canelley," He mumbled against a fresh mark on the base of my neck. "Right here, nowhere else." For two years Elysia Leal and Salvatore Grant's relationship had been strictly professional. She ran his errands and he ran his business. That is, until, a situation at work puts them in an awkward position causing the lines in their relationship to blur and feelings to ensue.

Sharon never thought she deserved love due to her deep rooted insecurities but Cameron helped her overcome that... Story contains: Detailed smut scenarios UPDATES DAILY 💕💕💕

"It is very easy to strip off all clothing and delved into a sexual encounter with an attractive person, people do it all the time.. yet opening up your heart, allowing your vulnerability to show, your fears that bothers you, your futuristic dreams that you have, your goals that you want to encounter...that is what I call an evident, sexual encounter between two open souls." Concenta Canali, an assassin and an explorer by heart was sent on a mission to find the one and only notorious Italian Don, Aureliano Aveni, who have been missing for twenty years. Deep within the jungles, the job was very much hard to do but when driven by determination, she allowed herself to press on and when she founded the Don, words could not express how undecided she was at his rare dark eyes and his unfamiliarity that brushes across her very core of rationality...

The only thing I had was the mirror and any time I even dared to look down, he'd go faster, forcing me to look up at him. "Look at you taking all of me like the slut you are," He rasped darkly, desire leaking from his every word as he moves my hair to one side. "You like having me all the way inside you, huh?" I looked down, not being able to handle the pleasure rushing through me just because of the words he just said and the intense eye contact he coerced me into. My degradation kink wasn't doing me any good right now. I was floating in the air, gravity had no application to me whatsoever and I couldn't even feel my insides, it felt as if every part of me was rearranged. "Look at me or I'll stop," Atlas commanded. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 has always been about following her dreams, not letting anyone or anything get in her way. All she's ever wanted was to save people, to help the people who are hurting. What happens when one night changes her whole life? When someone threatens her life with nothing more than a gun to her head. One person who was seemingly in control of everything. As she struggles to leave her past in the past, she comes across the problem of it all, 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐎. But is he really as bad as she makes him out to be? ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬: 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞. ____________________________________________ I opened the door to Lorenzo's office, which was a masculine, spacious, and luxurious room with a dark, old-money theme. He was on a phone call, but I didn't mind. As I walked towards him, his eyes were glued to my every move. I slowly took off my robe, revealing my stunning body. Lorenzo let out a low growl and gasped at the sight of me. The person on the other end of the phone call asked if anything was wrong, to which Lorenzo replied, "No," while still looking at me and licking his lips. I positioned myself sitting on Lorenzo's lap, then started grinding on him, feeling him get a huge boner as he began to grunt. He whispered, "P-princess." "Yes, my love?" I responded, pausing my movements. "Please don't," he pleaded, trying to keep his grunting quiet. Just then, the person on the phone asked him a question about their newest business venture. ____________________________________________ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲. ......It captures the essence of their unique journey from arranged marriage to falling in love I'll start updating 4 times a week next week!!!!

"Fuck you." I mumbled but everyone could definitely hear me. "Already did." Atlas replied loudly with a smirked. "Ew" Apollo said covering his ears. "Gross" Hera scrunched up her face. "I'm going to be sick." Gaia faked gaged. I looked away in embarrassment while Atlas laughed.