She thought she'd seen the worst the world could offer, her father's betrayal, and a man who would have sold her like property. Then she met him. Leonardo Vecci is dangerous, powerful, and unpredictable-and now he's in her life in a way she can't escape. Protected. Trapped. Every glance, every command, every secret he keeps pulls her deeper into a world where desire and danger collide. Staying alive is one thing-but surviving him might be impossible.

What began as a territorial conflict spiraled into a years-long war-fought across shattered cities, burning forests, and broken families. Loyalties were tested. Lines blurred. Heroes rose in silence, not for recognition, but because someone had to. And in the middle of it all... a soldier and a prisoner. This is not the story of kings and queens. This is the story of two people caught on opposite sides of a war. In a world torn apart by war, Lysana Laurent is little more than a pawn. The daughter of a powerful rebel general, she has spent her life in the shadow of battles she never fought-until the war crashes through her doorstep. Kidnapped from her quiet village, Lysana awakens in a cold, dark cell, bound and helpless, with only the scent of blood and decay to remind her of the horrors that brought her here. Her captor is a soldier with a ruthless reputation, sharp wit, and a smirk that spells danger. A man known for his cruelty. A man who serves under General Kael, the very enemy her father has spent years fighting. Lysana is terrified. She knows what happens to prisoners of war, and Ryder's taunts only fuel the fear curling in her stomach. Her father will not come for her. No one will. Lysana must survive on her own, trapped in the hands of a man who seems to thrive on fear, a man who holds her fate in his hands with an infuriating smirk. As hope dwindles, she is forced to find hope from unexpected sources... or break in the process.

Damian Westwood is a 30-year-old mafia boss who hunts women with red hair. Elodie is the 19-year-old florist with copper curls who accidentally stole his heart. Now, he's her stalker, her protector, and potentially her biggest threat.A dark romantic comedy about a girl who thinks she has a guardian angel, but actually has a stalker who is fighting the urge to kill her every time she smiles."

Bratva Queen Nikolai-Aleksandr Vasiliev. If you know that name, then run! It can only mean he is after you. Most people know him by another name Король (King). Knowing him as the king is bad enough. He is the ruler of the Russian Bratva. If you thought the Italian Mafia is bad, well the Russian Bratva makes the Italian Mafia look like a school playground. Nikolai is said to be cruel, unforgiving; he kills without blinking. He known for killing woman for even touching him. A killer of men, woman and children alike. A man that hates being touched, never speaks, hides in the shadows behind his hench men. Nikolai is only known to have one weakness, a soft spot. The one person he did speak too, he did allow to touch him, the person he's killed for and would die for. His source of light in a dark empty world. The only thing that makes his heartbeat, makes life worth living. His Королева (Queen). 5 years ago, on the 3rd year anniversary a bomb exploded in their mansion. Nikolai was just leaving the office ready to take his beloved on a romantic weekend when he gets a phone call he has always dreaded. Nikolai rushed home as fast as he could, but the mansion was already on a blaze, nothing was left. Every little part destroyed, along with his Королева. Since that dreadful day Nikolai lost what little good, he had left in himself. He swore hell upon the earth to every Mafia in existence. He's taken the English, Italian and Greek Mafia down. Leaving a trail of bloodshed across Europe. Now he is the people that killed his beloved, The Americans. However, things are not what they seem. "Moya Koroleva, nakonets-to solntse snova vzoshlo" He speaks softly to me, his grey eyes held so much depth and longing while they study every inch of my face. He looks at me as if he has just found the missing piece of his soul. (My Queen, finally the sun has risen again- Translation)

]A Wild & Wicked standalone Leah Marlowe has spent her whole life being watched. Watched by the press, watched by her family, watched by every person who thinks they know what an heiress should be. She's tired of being handled, managed, and protected from her own impulses - especially when misbehaving is the only thing that makes her feel alive. After a threat lands too close to home, her family hires a bodyguard. Not a suit. Not a babysitter. A weapon. Nathan Volkov. Ex-Spetsnaz. Russian. Silent, disciplined, carved from stone. A man who was trained to eliminate danger, not babysit a spoiled American princess. But Leah isn't spoiled. She's lonely. Restless. Too smart for her own good. And far too curious about the man who shadows her every step. Nathan sets rules. Leah breaks them. She pushes, teases, tests - and he absorbs every hit like he was built for her brand of chaos. Somewhere between the threats closing in and the tension snapping tight, the line between duty and desire starts to burn. She's the girl he was hired to protect. He's the man she was never supposed to want. And when danger finally strikes, Nathan learns the truth: Keeping Leah safe is easy. Keeping her out of his arms is impossible.

Hannah Clark doesn't mean to end up on Sawyer Graham's land. Her car dies on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, the storm rolls in faster than she can run, and the only light for miles belongs to a man who clearly doesn't want company. Sawyer is older, quiet, and carved from the kind of solitude that makes people dangerous without ever raising their voice. He has rules. He has boundaries. He doesn't open his door to strangers. But the moment he sees the fear in Hannah's eyes, he breaks every one of them. She's running from Gage Decker - tattooed, possessive, and the kind of man who doesn't stop just because she left. She hides her bruises, her name, her past... but Sawyer sees more than she wants him to. Then the storm hits. Roads flood. Power dies. The ranch becomes the only safe place she has left. She tries to sleep in the barn. He tells her no. "You stay where I can see you." One night becomes two. Two becomes a week. And suddenly Hannah is living in Sawyer's house, wrapped in his silence, trapped in his world, and protected by a man who swore he didn't want her there. She's hiding from her past. He's hiding from his own. And the storm outside is nothing compared to the one building between them.

She wakes up in a stranger's bed, a diamond ring glimmering on her finger - a symbol of promises she cannot remember - a vow forged in a past that's been stolen from her. Everyone says she's fortunate. That she's blessed. That a beautiful home, a devoted fiancé, and a spotless future await her. But when her pulse falters under his gentle touch... when her skin shivers instead of warming - something deep within resonates with the alarming feeling that something is profoundly, dangerously wrong. He insists it's for her own safety - that something awful happened, that healing simply takes time - but there's a fire in his eyes, a possessiveness he cannot mask. And somewhere in her mind, a locked box rattles against its chains. And at night, in the quiet... she dreams of another man she does not recognize. Until one day he steps out of the shadows. Not with flowers, but with fire, with danger, with a confession forged in the pure agony of a love forgotten. Not with comfort, but with a storm in his eyes and a voice that trembles when he says- "You promised to remember me," he whispers. "Even if the whole world made you forget." He is not kind. He is not patient. His love is wild - a consuming force - a sin that feels more elemental than redemption. The moment he reaches for her, the carefully woven lie starts to unravel, thread by thread, until the awful, beautiful truth emerges. She doesn't know his name. But her soul does. Now, stranded between two men - the man who offers refuge within a perfect illusion and the man who holds the key to a catastrophic reality - she must make a choice. To stay safely oblivious... or to break free and remember the life that was stolen from her. Because someone made sure she forgot. And they'll do whatever it takes to keep it that way. Some truths are dangerous - and some memories are worth everything.

10 years. One doorstep. Two childhood lovers meet again.

Mature Content Airy's long-awaited escape from the confines of the orphanage was meant to be the start of a new life. But freedom proves fragile as unforeseen dangers threaten to shatter her dreams. Just when hope seems lost, Damien steps in-a mysterious and powerful savior with secrets of his own. As their lives intertwine, Airy finds herself torn between trust and suspicion. Is Damien truly her escape from the past, or is he the beginning of something far more dangerous? Sensitive content

In the frozen kingdom of Arthemia, Princess Elara's life of safety and routine is shattered in a single night. The fearsome King Kael storms the royal hall, leaving a trail of death and claims Elara for reasons she cannot understand. Pulled from her home into a world of darkness, snow, and danger, she must face terrifying creatures, uncharted lands, and a mysterious bond with a man she cannot trust. Every step is a test of courage, every breath a fight for survival. Elara's fate is now tied to a ruthless king and the chilling truth that some bonds cannot be denied. Mature contents