She was abducted and abused. She was scared and scarred. She was malnourished and mute. But above all, she was a fighter and a princess. A lost mafia princess. Abducted at the age of 2 and found her family at 13. Tormented in between and was cherished ever after. Alicia Ximena Ortiz, a baby sister, darling daughter, and trusted friend. Status: Ongoing

Ivana grew up alone. She was alone since the day she was born and she was sure she would also die alone. Without anyone by her side she struggled to make a living, till one day two men stood infront of her door, claiming to be her brothers. Getting to meet her overwhelmed father, her overprotective older brothers and the obsessed man from the rival mafia, Ivana didn't know how to feel nor act anymore. Experiencing love and care for the first time, the feeling of finally belonging isn't the only thing Ivana will have to get used to.

When he was three, he was the light of his family - adored by his mother and five older brothers. But a bitter divorce tore the family apart, leaving him in the custody of his cold, abusive father while the rest moved on without him. Now sixteen, he's a shattered soul hiding behind empty ocean eyes, carrying scars no one sees. But when his father suddenly dies, he's sent back to the family he barely remembers. As his mother and brothers welcome him with open arms, they begin to uncover the heartbreaking truth he's buried deep inside. Will their love be enough to save him - or has the damage already gone too deep?

"Let me make something clear-being the center of my attention is not a safe place to be." For a moment, the words hung like a blade between them. Rose only tilted her chin, her lips curving with dangerous playfulness. She lifted her head just enough to steal a kiss, soft and fleeting, before his glare could stop her. When she pulled back, her smile deepened, eyes glittering with defiance. "I love being the center of your attention." Rose DiMaggio should not be drawn to a man like Saint. He's a silent, dangerous prisoner in a psychiatric ward-watchful, controlled, and utterly uninterested in reassuring anyone. Rose is sharp enough to know better and reckless enough not to care. His silence irritates her. His attention hooks her. The spark between them is immediate and unmistakably wrong. When they discover they belong to rival mafia families, staying away becomes a matter of survival. They are not safe together. They are not meant to work. And yet, they choose each other-again and again-knowing the cost. Because some souls aren't redemptive. They're destructive. And neither of them wants saving.

//Highest ranking: #4 in happyending// #1 in possessive// Angelina is a 16 years old girl. She is just like her name a little angle. She is kind and innocent. She always smile. She lived with her abusive father. In which age, Girls haves boyfriends, went to parties and all that. She lives at home and read books. But one day, her life changed when her father murdered by a gang and she went to live with her six brothers. Will she cope up by being with six boys or she will quit....Read to find out.

Felix Moretti was stolen from his family as a baby by a mother who didn't want him for love, only revenge. Raised in a world of violence, fear, and neglect, Felix has known nothing but pain at the hands of his abusive stepfather, Jack. But everything changes the night Jack dies. For the first time in years, Felix is found and waiting for him are the five older brothers who never stopped loving him. Each shaped by power, pain, and loyalty, the Moretti brothers are dangerous men in a dangerous world, but for Felix, they will become something else entirely: Home.

Aahana Singh, a 14 year old girl. She always thought that she was nothing special until she met them. She might not know it, but she was the sanity of the most cruel people, the underworld had ever seen or known.

In a world ruled by the strict hierarchy of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, Jules-a brilliant but painfully shy student-hides a dangerous secret: he's a male Omega, the rarest and most vulnerable of all. With suppressants and silence as his armor, he lives each day invisible, clinging to the warmth of his Beta mother and the comfort of his bubbly girlfriend, Hailey. But at Zavallier Academy, safety is a myth. Maximus Zavallier, a dominant Alpha with a cruel streak and unmatched power, has set his sights on Jules, relentlessly breaking him down with every glance and word. Jules struggles to stay hidden, fighting to protect his secret and his sanity. As Maximus's torment escalates and cracks form in Jules's once-steady relationship with Hailey, betrayal shatters the last of his safe illusions. Alone and exposed, Jules is left vulnerable-just as the Alpha who haunts him draws closer than ever.

Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.

❦ "𝐒𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤. ❦ "𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐌𝐢𝐚," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐬. "𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. ❦ 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐩. "𝐂𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐨," 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤. "𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐌𝐫. 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢," 𝐈 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲. "𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐨. all photos from Pinterest!!