Tortured. Broken. Mute. That's all Lyana was when I tore her from the clutches of a brutal trafficking ring. To her, I was a saviour-the only one she could cling to, the only one she trusted to keep her safe. And when she refused to return to the family who had abandoned her, fate left us with only one choice: marriage. But the truth is, I was never a saviour. My hands are stained, my soul far from clean. Yet if my wife insists on seeing me as her protector...then I will be. For her. And only her.

Ariella Rossi was born into silence. Controlled by her father's violence and fear, she's spent her life learning how to stay small-how not to speak, not to feel, not to fight back. So when he trades her away like property to the infamous Angelo Moretti-mafia don, killer, king of cruelty-she doesn't scream. She just obeys. But inside the mansion where she's forbidden to leave, the silence begins to shift. Angelo is everything she feared-sharp-tongued, cold, terrifying. But he's also the first person who doesn't lay a hand on her. The first man who listens when she whispers. The first to hold her when she breaks. And she does break-over and over again, until the girl who entered his world as a pawn starts to change. Starts to feel. Starts to crave. Angelo never wanted a wife. Especially not one like her. Too soft. Too young. Too easy to hurt. But the more she pulls away, the more he's drawn to the quiet girl who flinches when he raises his voice and still finds the strength to look him in the eye. And when someone threatens what's his, he'll bury the whole world in blood to protect her. Because love was never the plan. But neither was needing her to breathe.

I love you, Aria. You look so pretty in pink. Stop ignoring me, princess. Playing hard to get, I see. I hate it when you braid your hair. Stop biting your lips you'll hurt yourself. The messages flash one after another on my screen, each one making my chest tighten and my hands tremble. My phone buzzes again, the vibration rattling against the nightstand like it's mocking me. I can't bear to read another word. I throw it onto the bed and bury my face in the pillow, my tears soaking through the fabric before I can stop them. I want it to stop. I want them to stop. It's been like this for months an endless stream of messages that swing between sweet and suffocating, between playful and threatening. And every day, I feel the invisible noose tightening. I'm scared. I'm so scared. I can't tell my dad. He already has enough to deal with especially with no heir to take over his business yet. I can't be another problem on his plate. But the truth is, I'm drowning. The worst part? I have no idea who it is. No face to match the words that haunt me. No name to put to the shadow that's watching me. But I know one thing for sure... He is not going to stop. And I can't handle living like this anymore...

even the prettiest of flowers will wilt one day • or where a sheltered girl with haunting secrets catches the eye of a callous businessman

Shit's crazy. One day, you're an innocent, good little girl. You are having the perfect life without problems. The next day, you become curious. Yay. The day after that, your curiosity leads you to getting fucked by a criminal. Double yay. The day, even after that, that criminal turns out to be a lunatic psychopath. And he's also the lethal hier, the son of the most wanted mafia in the world. You signed a contract with him. And now you can't run away. Triple yay. +16

Unruly and rebellious teenager Grace finds solace in a caring older man because he is always on her side. /// tw: mature scenes, abuse, ptsd, drug use, relationship where female oc depends heavily on the male oc for comfort and validation for the first part of the story, eating disorder/self-image issues, mental illness.

After one broken night, a Mafia Don finds himself stumbling through a massage parlour, drunk out of his mind. But what he didn't know, was that he stumbled upon the most perfect angel he had ever seen. An angel he was determined to claim as his.

"Sweetheart, why are you out here in the middle of the night?" Her eyes found his before quickly glancing away. She mumbled something he couldn't hear. He leaned down, placing his face in front of hers to meet her eyes, raising his eyebrow for her to repeat herself. "I was running away." ~~~ After helping her out for one night, Alex couldn't seem to forget about her but he didn't think he'd see her again until she showed up at his school. She made him do things he never thought he'd do, feel things he never thought he'd feel. She made him want to protect her at all cost. She made him go soft, but only just for her. NEWW CHAPTERR EVERYY WEEKK !!

River Cortland is a 17 year old girl who seems to have a permanent blush around her best friend Noah who she loves more than anything in the world. Noah Arlington is a 18 year old boy who lives to tease his precious little best friend who he's protective over and who means the world to him. Two hearts meant for each other. A journey of love, teasing, and more love. - 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙎 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏 *all photo credits go to the respectable owners* *I do not own any of the photos nor do I claim that I do, unless stated otherwise.* *this is not fan fiction* *don't steal my work please. plagiarism is a crime*

Archer Kane. The name itself sent shivers around the society he dominated with an iron fist through his torture and undoubting power. Laws, Enforcement, Media, had no regulation over the callous man. He controlled everything. But what happens when a little girl makes him loose the control and balance his life carried? What happens when his little girl is given to him, abused? How will Archer cope as a father to his shattered little girl? Find out in some random time when I decide to release this book.... NOT RELEASING IT NOW - PROBABLY AFTER AUGUST OR SMTHN