"I'm serious," I snap, glaring at him from across the kitchen island. "If somebody touches you again, I'm setting their car on fucking fire." Malachi just stares at me for a long second, built ass leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest. "Is arson your fucking solution to everything?" "Yes." "Shut the fuck up and come sit on my lap."

She never thought she deserved love-the way it seemed to stray away from her. Never thought she was worth protecting or saving, convinced she was marked for a life of mistreatment and quiet suffering. But he filled the self deprecating hole in her heart like a sunrise spilling over the edge of the earth, leaking out warmth and goodness the way it did-both men were beacons of peace in her world of darkness. Soft where the world had been cruel. Protective in the way she had never received. With every stroke, every reaffirmation of the tongue, they'd slowly began to rewrite the story she'd constructed in her own mental confinements...Maybe she wasn't so as unlovable as she'd convinced herself to believe.

A hyper-fixated control freak with an empire to inherit. A self-made day trader who lives in the volatility. He runs on rigid rules; she breaks every single one. --------------------------------------------------------------------- The heavy oak door of the archives clicked shut behind me at 7:12 PM. Twelve minutes late. Kane was already waiting in the dim, quiet alcove. His posture was rigid, his laptop aligned perfectly parallel to the edge of the mahogany table, his dark eyes fixed on the silver watch resting against his wrist. The calm, sweet golden-boy mask was nowhere to be found-only the cold, unyielding precision underneath. "Twelve minutes, Amelia," Kane murmured, his voice dropping an octave as he slowly stood up, closing the distance between us until I was backed against the edge of the high bookshelf. The scent of rain and fresh cedar rolled off him, heavy and suffocating. "Twelve minutes of uncalculated delay." "The market swung two hundred points at close, Sterling," I shot back, my pulse hammering against my ribs as I tilted my head up to meet his dark, furious gaze. "I was locking in a six-figure profit while you were staring at the clock." "I don't give a damn about the profit," he rasped, leaning in until his breath brushed against my lips, trapping me completely in his space. His hand slammed onto the wood right beside my head, his knuckles white with tension. "I care that you think you can walk into my life, blow up my schedule, and drive me completely out of my fucking mind without consequences." I held my breath, the air between us suddenly thin, charged, and dangerous. "Then handle it, Sterling," I whispered, my voice barely a thread, refusing to back down. "Or are you afraid to touch something you can't control?" ---------------------------------------------------------------------

The Queen's Scalpel Dr. Amara Queen has spent her entire life being underestimated. A child prodigy who graduated college at thirteen and became one of the youngest surgeons in history, Amara has dedicated her life to saving others. At twenty-five, she's opening her own state-of-the-art clinic, determined to build a medical empire on her own terms. To the public, she's brilliant. To her patients, she's compassionate. To the people she loves, she's fiercely loyal. To everyone else? She's cold, calculating, and impossible to read. When a wounded man is rushed into her clinic at two-thirty in the morning, Amara expects another emergency surgery. Instead, she comes face-to-face with Lorenzo Vitale. At twenty-eight, Lorenzo is the newly crowned head of the notorious Vitale crime family. Tall, tattooed, devastatingly handsome, and feared throughout the state, he's spent the last two years expanding his family's criminal empire after his father's untimely death. Most people fear Lorenzo. Lorenzo quickly learns he should fear Amara. What begins as a late-night surgery turns into an unexpected partnership when Lorenzo offers to secretly finance her growing clinic. Beneath the polished halls of Queen Medical Center, a hidden underground hospital is built-one designed for patients who can never appear on official records. As rival families close in, corrupt politicians pick sides, and law enforcement begins connecting dangerous dots, Amara finds herself pulled deeper into Lorenzo's world. And to everyone's surprise-including their own-they discover they're perfect for each other. She's the scalpel. He's the sword. Together, they're unstoppable. But power comes with a price, and as their empires grow, so do the enemies determined to tear them apart. Because when a queen falls in love with a king... The entire kingdom bleeds. A dark mafia romance 😈

He watches. He waits. He chooses. Lorenzo De Rossi-Il Falco. A man who controls everything-his empire, his enemies... and the city that fears his name. Until her. Mia was never meant to be part of his world. Brilliant. Guarded. Far too observant for her own good-seeing the cracks in a man no one dares question. What begins as a moment... becomes something far more dangerous. An obsession. And in Lorenzo's world, obsession isn't a weakness. It's a liability. Pulled into a life built on power, loyalty, and blood, Mia is forced to navigate a man who doesn't ask-he decides. A man who watches her like claiming her is inevitable. But Mia isn't something to be owned. And Lorenzo isn't a man who lets go. When secrets unravel and war threatens everything he's built, one truth becomes clear: Loving her might cost him his empire. But losing her? Isn't an option.

Travel nurse Ivy Parker's temporary island assignment turns life-changing when an abandoned baby, Piper, is left at her medical facility. As Ivy becomes the only person able to soothe the child, Piper's powerful father, Matteo Moretti - a dangerous Italian businessman and soon-to-be Don - arrives desperate to reclaim his daughter. But with Piper's mother missing, family betrayal unfolding, and danger closing in, Ivy and Matteo must work together to protect the baby who unexpectedly binds them.

Aaliyah never expected a late-night hospital shift to ruin her life. One glance from Luca-the city's most feared mafia boss-and she becomes his newest obsession. Cold. Violent. Untouchable. Luca is the kind of man people pray they never meet. He rules Chicago through fear, bloodshed, and power, and nobody dares question him. Not rivals. Not cops. Not even the men who work for him. But when he sees the shy black nurse with soft eyes and a gentle heart, something inside him snaps. He watches her. Follows her. Learns everything about her. And then he takes her. Not to save her. Not because she's innocent. Not because she needs protection. He takes her because he wants her. Trapped inside Luca's dangerous world, Aaliyah quickly learns that obsession feels a lot like love when it comes from a man willing to burn cities down for you. The deeper she falls into his darkness, the harder it becomes to remember she was ever supposed to escape. Because Luca doesn't let go of things he claims. And he already decided she belongs to him.

Ocean shoved at his chest, but Lucas didn't budge. He stayed right there, crowding her. "Move," she snapped, heat in her voice. He didn't. His presence pressed against her, every breath of his filling the little space she had left. Her hands curled tight at her sides. "You don't give me a second. You're always there-hovering, watching, smothering me like I can't breathe without you in my face." Lucas's jaw ticked, eyes hard, but he said nothing. The silence made her angrier. Her chest rose sharp with breath. "I hate it. I hate how you don't let me think, don't let me move. You just close in and wait for me to break." Still, he stayed. And that-more than any words-set her blood boiling. -- A stubborn college girl thinks she's untouchable-until she collides with him. The Beast. A force wrapped in shadow and hunger. One meeting shatters her defenses. Her control slips. Her rules burn. And for the first time, she isn't the one in charge.

This is a very explicit story of two people hot for one another plus the main character has an extra female lover. Benson was money as a billionaire business tycoon in 1892. He loves woman and ruthless to his enemies with the mafia by his side. It was supposed to be a one good time with beautiful Southern peach Whitney Quinn as she has a dark history herself. But once Benson tastes her he wants her as his.

She was the peace he never knew he needed. He was the storm she never saw coming. Melody has spent her entire life being judged by her appearance. To some, her soft, curvy figure and deep chocolate skin make her a target for cruel whispers. To others, it's an invitation for unwanted objectification. All she wants is to be seen for the kind, gentle soul she is, to live a quiet life hidden in the pages of her books. Donato Salvatore is the untouchable Don, a man forged in ice and blood. Trapped in a cold, arranged marriage to a woman who repulses him, he is on the brink of tearing the contract apart. Until one glimpse of her in a crowded cafe-a vision of soft curves and serene beauty-shatters his control. His obsession is instant, twisted, and all-consuming. Melody becomes his only thought, his new purpose. He will burn his entire world to the ground to possess her. He doesn't want her love; he demands her soul. Warning: This is a dark yandere romance. Donato's love isn't gentle or patient. It's a claiming. If you're not prepared for a morally grey, obsessed hero who will kill, lie, and destroy anyone who gets between him and the woman he wants, this story is not for you. Proceed with caution... if you dare.