[COMPLETE] He said nothing when he pushed me back onto the table, just looked at me like I was the only thing in the room worth touching. The gun on his hip pressed into my thigh. I didn't care. I pulled him closer. Rhys dragged his fingers down my ribs like he was counting them. "Keep looking at me like that," he muttered, "and I'll forget we're not supposed to make a mess here." My breath hitched. "Then forget." His smirk was sharp. Dangerous. Mine. And then his mouth was on my neck, and I stopped thinking entirely. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── As their worlds collide, sparks fly dangerously & irresistibly. Zariah needs the money, and Rhys is the perfect ally to make that happen. But as the lines blur between business and desire, Zariah realizes the price of working with Rhys may be higher than she ever imagined. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "Obsession cuts deeper than bullets when you're sleeping with the enemy" - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#syndicate (19/08/25)

Power is not given it's taken. In the heart of a city plagued by corruption and shadows, where the line between justice and criminality blurred, an unlikely collision of fate was about to unfold. This is the story of two souls from opposite sides of the law, whose lives intertwined in a forbidden dance of desire and danger. Silas Luciano, the illustrious son of the city's most notorious mafia. Silas commands power and fear with an iron fist. His striking presence, sharp intellect, and ruthless demeanor made him an enigma to those who dared to cross his path. On the other side of the spectrum stood Imani Falcone, a brilliant attorney her reputation as a formidable courtroom adversary and her unwavering moral compass made her a beacon of hope for those seeking redemption in a city tainted by crime. Their paths had never crossed until a high-profile case thrust Imani into the heart of Silas's world. She found herself defending a client accused of a crime that struck at the heart of Silas's empire. It was a dangerous game they were about to play, where desire and danger walked hand in hand. As their worlds collided, Silas and Imani confronted the unyielding forces that sought to tear them apart. Loyalties would be tested, sacrifices made, and the very fabric of their lives would be forever altered. In a city where power and passion collided, where law and crime danced a treacherous tango, the unlikely union of a lawyer and a soon to be mafia boss would challenge the boundaries of love, and test the strength of their resolve. #1 in mafiaman 11/23/24 #1 in Mobties 11/23/24 #4 in Italian 11/23/24 #5 in slow burn 11/23/24 #1 in Mobties 3/10/25

Imani Robinson is 22 and used to surviving on her own. Stripping pays the bills, but the stage is the only place she lets anyone get close. In her world, love is a luxury, trust is a risk, and men are just customers. Silas Greene is 25 and born into violence. As a ruthless mafia lord, his name carries power, fear, and a trail of bodies. He doesn't believe in love-only loyalty, control, and consequences. But when Silas sees Imani, he doesn't just want her. He needs her. He doesn't care about the rules. She doesn't want to be owned. Too bad neither of them gets a choice. this story contains explicit sexual content, strong language, and emotionally intense scenes. please read at your own pace and comfort level. this is your final content warning moving forward.

"Because where there's roses, they'll always be thorns, right?" - Aurora Valentina Marino was adopted by the Italian mafia family, the Marinos, at a young age. With her life in danger she's forced to marry Elias Moore, head of the American mafia. Neither of them are particularly fond of each other. They say there's a thin line between love and hate; Aurora and Elias seem to be balancing on that line. Which side will they fall on? - BWWM

𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 . . . 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.❞ 𝗗𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗮𝘀 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗼 takes on his role as his sister's right hand man and he'll do any mission she asks of him. Even if it means doing her a favor. He is sent to France by his sister to pick up a painting by a well known artist. What he didn't know was when his sister sent him to Paris, he will also be reconnecting with a girl that intrigued him years ago. 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘁 is a one of a kind artist. People from all over the world travel to where she's located at just to buy or commission a painting from her. She balances going to college all while working so she doesn't really have time for her love life. After experiencing something four years ago, she has become reluctant to pursue love. Is it possible for the angel and the devil fall in love despite their differences?

They sold her like she was nothing. But to him... she became everything. Locked away for 14 years, Millie knew only pain, silence, and the cruelty of her aunt and uncle. Naive. Untouched. Hidden from the world. Until the day they sold her to the Mafia. Now she's in the hands of Marco De Luca -a man feared by governments, worshipped by criminals, and known for his cold, brutal heart. She's supposed to be just another possession. But there's something about her innocence, her fire... that pulls him in. She's never known freedom. He's never known love. But in a world built on blood, loyalty, and betrayal... Will they destroy each other, or fall dangerously in love?

His voice drops to a whisper, hot against my ear. "You're mine. No one else's." The words hit like a punch to the gut. I freeze for a moment, feeling the weight of them settle in the air between us. "No one will touch you like I will touch you. No one will look at you the way I do," he continues, his breath warm against my skin. "Because, princess, you are mine. And only mine." I pull back, the heat on my face rising as my body bristles with anger. "Excuse me?" I snarl, meeting his eyes with a fierce glare. "I'm no one's," I spit out, every word dripping with defiance. Luca chuckles, that dark, dangerous laugh that sends a chill straight down my spine. "That's where you're wrong, princess," he murmurs, leaning in close. His breath brushes against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. "If I have to carve my name into your skin for the whole world to see..." He pauses, watching my reaction, a dark glint in his eyes. "I will." ------------- My name is Ezra Ferrari, I'm the heir to the Northern Italian Mafia. I was born a killer. I was born a monster I was born to take out the Southern Italian mafia. Aka The Vincenzo's. Follow me on a wild ride of love, lust and most importantly betrayal.

"Tell me, Gianna," he says her name like a caress and a threat combined. "Were you disappointed?" He steps closer. Invasive. Possessive. "That I wasn't fighting? That you didn't get to see the Devil play?" His hand leaves her hair to trace her jawline-that same touch from before, the one that made her breath catch. "Because I don't fight for entertainment," he breathes, thumb brushing the corner of her mouth. "I fight when something is worth fighting for. When something is worth taking." His eyes burn into hers. "And I'm trying to decide, kotyonok..." The hand on her jaw tightens just slightly. "Are you worth the war I'd start to keep you?" They say the devil doesn't come with horns. He comes with power, legacy, and a smile that promises ruin. At Halgrave University, last names are weapons and secrets are currency. This is a world built for monsters-heirs raised on violence, dominance, and control. And at the center of it all stands Nikolai Vetrova-cold, untouchable, and feared even by those born into darkness. He was never meant to notice her. She was never meant to survive him. What begins as hostility turns into obsession. What feels like hate bleeds into desire. And the closer she gets, the more she realizes-loving him isn't dangerous. Surviving him is. Because some men don't fall in love. They claim. They ruin. And once the devil touches you, he never lets go. He is the Future Pakhan of the Bratva While she is the Cosa Nostra Princess. [Book #1 in House of Halgrave Series] ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING: This book contains dark romance themes, explicit sexual content (smut), violence, blood, weapons, criminal activities, morally grey characters, depictions of self-harm, PTSD, trauma responses, and emotionally intense scenes. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Their love is like a bullet, it could end both of them...or maybe just one of them. • His eyes flicker to my lips- quickly back to my eyes. "Maybe I'm waiting for a thank you." I smiled. Who does he think I am. "You want gratitude for tackling me?" "No, for keep your pretty little ass alive." The way he says it isn't gentle. It's possessive. And it shouldn't sound the way it does in my stomach. • "To love her is treason. To let her go is war." Started 10/29/2025

Some people cry when they're hurt. Some scream. Some fight back, throw things, beg to be seen. I do none of that. Angle has mastered the art of silence-because she has to. Being a Black woman with anger is dangerous. One outburst and she's labeled forever. So she lets her boyfriend cheat. She lets her friends disrespect her. She swallows her pain, terrified of what might happen if she ever truly lets go. She's not running from people. She's running from the monster inside her. But then she meets Matteo De Luca. Feared. Respected. Obsessively dangerous. Matteo is an Italian mafia boss with blood on his hands and a mind full of chaos. Diagnosed with more disorders than he cares to count, he doesn't believe in redemption-and he's never needed it. Until he sees her. He doesn't want to save Angle. He wants to claim her. He wants her darkness. Wants to peel back every layer she's buried beneath smiles and silence. He wants her rage, her fire, her soul. And in return, he offers her everything: power, vengeance, freedom-and a crown beside him. He wants to make her his Donna. And the world will burn #1bwwm-may 17-2025 #4 split personality may 22,2025 #2 dark romance may 21 2025