From the moment Aurora Romano could walk, she was warned to stay away from him. Luca De Luca - the ruthless heir to Italy's deadliest mafia family. Cold. Cruel. Deadly. And terrifyingly silent. He never spoke to her. Not a word. Not a glance. Not even when they were children playing in the same villa courtyard. While others chased her with laughter, he stood in the shadows, watching. Always watching. To her, he hated her. His silence screamed of disdain. His sharp gaze felt like a knife. His presence made her heart race-for all the wrong reasons. But what she didn't know was that Luca had been obsessed with her for years. From the moment she smiled at him when they were eight and he didn't know how to smile back. Now, ten years later, she's grown into a fierce beauty-still soft-hearted, still scared of him. And Luca? He's no longer just the quiet boy in the corner. He's a man feared by everyone, even his enemies. Ruthless. Heartless. Unforgiving. She thought he hated her. But the truth is far darker. He was never ignoring her. He was waiting.

This story is set in 1990. A college girl married a famous priest. Tropes:- ★ Arrange marriage ★ 1990's ★ slow burn ★ strong fml ★ Age gap ★ height difference ★ dark domestic violence

Amidst the chilly wind and gloomy cloud, the walls of the Rathore Palace stood straight bearing the truth inside it from ages. The Rathores, who have abandoned this Palace and moved into a villa can't abandon their past just like they did to the palace. The palace itself is proof of the things that happened inside those four walls. The secrets and truth may lie beneath those ground but it is still there, intact. Waiting for the day someone will take it out... The legacy of this Rathore Palace is transferred with time and right now it is owned by the four heirs of the Rathore Family. The heirs of the Rathore Palace... a puzzle in themselves just like the palace. And their marriages? It's a conspiracy on its own. Each marriage is twisted with dozens of dark secrets tied to it. ||The four twisted marriages in the Rathore Palace.|| ~Join the tale of four twisted marriages of The Rathore Heirs~

One of the most powerful men in the world was deceived by one person-a woman. Now, he vows to hunt her down, not knowing she's the very heartbeat he's been searching for. She vanished without a name, but her memory never left him. And when fate draws them together again, love will be the most dangerous truth of all. ***This is my original story. Please don't copy. I have only uploaded this on Wattpad. ***Images attached to this book are NOT mine. ***The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this book are fictitious. No identification with actual persons, places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. This book does not aim to offend anyone. (I do not own the pictures attached to this book. Credits to the owners) Highest Rank Attained: #01 royalblood - July 2022 #01 justwriteit - June 2022 #08 DramaRomance - May, June 2022 #37 Romance - Jan 2022 #11 Slowburn - Jan 2022 #43 Rebel - Oct 2021 #09 HiddenGem - Mar 2022 Started: Oct. 20, 2021 Ended: July 1, 2025 as of Chapter 25: 37,245 words

Years have already gone by. They have already reach the peaks of thier carrers ; one a successfull nuerosurgeon and the other one of the youngest billionaire in asia. What if they meet again by chance. "Maybe it's fate. I let you pass me by before,but now i won't let you pass by ever again. Because you will stay with me and only me from now on. " "Why would i do that?" "Because I am a wolf." "And what? I'm your prey?" "No. Your my Mate. That means your mine." Not a supernatural fic. I just love Forthbeam.

Highest Ranking is 4th in Muslimah "where did you come from?" He says as they both stare at me. "Wallahi I don't know where I come from, the only thing I remember was waking up in the woods like this" why can't I remember anything else, the moment they heard me say that I heard them laugh. "You may be hot, but one thing I don't like and that is liars, get up we are taking you to the Leader" he says as he grabs hold of my shoulder and jolts me up. "I am not lying I can't seem to remember how I came here or who I even am" I try to give them my most sincere look so that they could believe me but all they did is forcefully tie my hands in front of me as they lead me to their leader. "Then what do you remember?" Although I could tell he didn't believe he still felt the need to asked. I couldn't answer his question straight away as I was trying to think of anything that I could remember. After a while of thinking I finally gained only one piece of knowledge that I hope is helpful. "That I'm a Muslim."

ROSE BELLA GARCÍA. Fragile and beautifull flower. Little bundle of happiness. Sunshine in the world of darkness. Adored by a sweet mother, A overprotective father and two overprotective brothers. MAXIMILLION ANDRE GUTIÉRREZ. A mafia boss. Cold as Ice, Hard as Stone and Hot as Fire. A dangerous and ruthless man. His world is full of darkness, But faith might bring a little sunshine in it.

Silas, Sawyer, and Sage Sanders: Three of the youngest billionaires in the world. And three of the most sought-out bachelors available. Owning a multi-billionaire company, Sanders Corporation, the three brothers have risen from their parents' ashes and have taken the world by storm. Their only problem? They are arrogant, entitled, and cold. So what happens when Caden Wilson, a sweet, innocent, but damaged young soul comes crashing into their lives? +++ Her face turns towards the bar, and I get somewhat of a clear image of what she looks like and my body freezes. Vanessa detaches her lips from my neck and says something but my mind doesn't register her words. All I can think about is HER. Dancing there with some motherfucker who isn't me. Without a second glance, I stalk toward the dance floor where she is, leaving Vanessa stranded and confused. But I don't give a fuck. Not when I know that someone else's hands are on HER. +++ Rankings: #5 in ragstoriches #4 in newauthor #11 in innocent #14 abuse #1 in fiction

"No, please don't!" Mayah pleaded as Marco pulled her towards the jacuzzi tub full of hot water. "Marco please!" she said in fear. "Marco, I'm-" "Shhhhhhh," he said placing his finger on her lips. "Take a look at this young lady before you," he shouted to the the women standing against the wall watching in fear. "Mayah here, thought she could leave without my permission. She ran away." he said stroking her face leading her to the middle of the jacuzzi. "Mayah needs to be taught a lesson, don't you carino?" he said with a dark smile on his face. "How long were you gone from me?" he hitting her across the face. "Answer me!" he yelled plunging her face into the hot water. Thrashing and flailing, Mayah scratched at Marco's hands that held her head under water. Her lungs burned as he started to run out of air. After a few more seconds, Marco pulled her up. As she gasped for air she tried to speak but no sound came out. Her lungs and her throat burned. "Still no answer?" he smirked shoving her back under the water. After a few more times of holding her head under water, he held her up and grabbed her face. "This is what breaking my rules gets you!" he yelled pulling Mayah from the tub. "Now, the next person to break one of my rules will not be as lucky as Mayah here." Marco bent down to Mayah, "the next time the thought of running away crosses your mind, think of this moment carino," he said touching her cheek. "Will you run away from me or my men again?" he asked her. --This is my first time writing!