Blissfully married, surrounded by loyal friends and family, and the leaders of the eminent Sangue Mafia, Jasmine and Valentino Guerrero are the quintessence of a perfect couple. They are dangerous, bold, powerful and above all madly in love. Mere months after having tied the knot the newlyweds are faced with family drama, envy, jealousy and animosity from all sides. They say family is everything, but sometimes even the closest relatives tend to hide the darkest secrets. In addition to the internal strife, shadows from the past loom over the Guerrero household, bringing startling revelations, pain and old grudges to the surface while threatening the safety of the family as well as their loved ones. "Alright buddy, here's the deal. My wife is hungry, she's cold and tired, and frankly, so am I," Valentino said as he picked up a hammer and approached Alejandro. "Why not make this easier on everybody and just tell us where the files are? If you do that, I'll skip the foreplay and go straight to the fucking." "You idiot! You mixed up the phrases," I laughed. "It's, 'I'll skip the torture and go straight to the killing'. You're just horny babe, that's why you were thinking of foreplay and fucking." "I blame it on you tesoro. You and your sexy-as-hell body. Why, looking at you in this tight little leather skirt and lace top has all sorts of desirous thoughts running rampant through my brain," he groaned. I giggled and leaned against the wall, feeling proud of myself for being able to scramble Valentino's brains so easily, that too without even trying. Redirecting my attention to the matter at hand I saw Valentino raise the hammer and bring it down on Alejandro's knee, causing the latter to let out an anguished yell. "Where are the files?" he demanded. "F..fuck you! I'll never tell you!" Alejandro spat. Valentino looked back at me and I gave a helpless shrug. "He asked for it, so give it to him."

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 I downed a shot of tequila, allowing the burning liquid to slide down my throat and settle in my stomach. I deserved to have some fun without boundaries. I poured a second glass and it disappeared as quickly as the first. Then came the third, fourth and fifth. Still I wasn't satisfied. My landlady was a bitch, I was fired and my boyfriend cheated on me. My nerves were shot to hell! My eyes lazily scanned the nightclub as I consecutively downed my sixth shot for the evening. Life's a bitch. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐨 I sat in the VIP section of the club, a glass of vodka in my hand as I watched the woman several yards away drowning herself in tequila. My lips curled in amusement. The red dress she wore showed a generous amount of cleavage, her ass was ripe and full, begging to be groped. She looked to be eighteen. I wondered what a pretty thing like her was doing in a place like this, drinking like there was no tomorrow. Not that it was any of my business. Women came, got laid and wasted in this nightclub every night. Nothing special to see here. "Muori figlio di puttana." I pulled the trigger on my gun and shot the Mexican in the head after he was caught stealing coke from my warehouse. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls and my designer suit. I tucked my gun back in my pocket and left the ally. "He killed a guy!" I shrieked as I turned to run away from there as fast as possible. Just as I was about to run back inside, a large hand clamped around my neck and I was pressed up against a rock solid chest. My jaw was caressed by - a gun!? "Going somewhere piccola?" a deep voice whispered in my ear. "Let me go, you sick twisted bastard!" I growled. "Feisty and a foul mouth. I like it," he chuckled. "You killed someone! I'm calling the cops!" I shouted. "Princess I own the cops," he said stroking my face. "and now I own you. Say goodbye to your old lif

"How much do they want?" I asked, as the maid poured us another round of whisky. "They're prepared to make negotiations on the price, Alpha. They need the money." Boris, my beta, sipped his drink. "What about the girl?" I sighed, leaning back in my chair and placing my hands behind my head. "Where is she ranked in the pack?" "She's a maid. However, Alpha Orion stated that the girl satisfies health requirements. She will give you a strong heir." --- Theo Stormblade, the Alpha of the Kingdom's most feared, strongest pack. When his mate died five years ago, he became cold, heartless, and distant from his pack. Different from the open, kind, extroverted leader he once was. When his cabinet of elders approached him about finding another mate, he disagreed, negotiating only to produce an heir. Millie Rose was born into the Eclipse pack, one of the poorest, smallest packs in the entire Kingdom. She was left an orphan and a maid after her parents, who were once among the strongest fighters in her pack, suddenly passing away when she was fourteen years old. When the Eclipse pack hears about Alpha Theo's hunt for a surrogate, they quickly reach out and make a deal, offering Millie to the well-feared Alpha in exchange for some cash. Will Millie be able to escape the life of a maid at last, and will Theo be able to change his heart after losing his beloved mate? Started: November 20, 2024 Finished: July 20, 2025 Total Read Time: 11hr 21min

❝There you go again...❞ he murmured against my neck, his breath igniting every nerve in my body. ❝Playing the innocent mouse, when really, you're a cunning little fox begging for release. ❞ Sophie Cruz, a compassionate and skilled physical therapist living in the sunshine of Miami, is known for a delicate touch and dedication to her patients. Yet all the darkness that lies beneath her structured life is slowly unveiled when she's assigned to care for a mysterious patient recovering from complications of a severe injury. Unbeknownst to her, the patient is Aiden Accardi, the calculating and ruthless leader of the Accardi Crime Family, big players with decades of influence in the city. When Aiden invites Sophie to leave her public practice to work with him privately, she is suddenly entrenched into the viscious nature of the crime underworld. Her delicate touch becomes her very own weapon against the cold mafia leader, igniting a dangerous game. A game that has her in the hands of an insatiable man. © All Rights Reserved (victoriapinkglitter) ⚠mature content #1 in #enemiestolovers - 01/12/2025 #4 in #romance - 10/03/2025 #17 in #darkromance - 03/26/2025

A billionaire CEO. A receptionist-now unintentional nanny. Neither was ready for their triplet surprise. See that devastating man in the corner office? The one with the piercing green eyes and don't-even-think-about-it attitude? Yeah, baby, that's Cole Wagner, domineering movie mogul extraordinaire-and my new boss. When his son's nanny quits without warning, guess who he commands to step in. Yep. Me. Annie Fox. His naïve and inexperienced young receptionist who knows nothing about kids-or life. Talk about being thrown in the deep end. Little Robbie? Adorable. His father? A walking torment in a thousand-dollar suit, still grieving for the wife who died in childbirth and keeping everyone at arm's length-even his own son. Then... that night... that first night... when he took my v-card... his hands and lips were everywhere. It was raw, it was electric, and I realized I had fallen in love with this enigmatic man. Now I have not one, not two, but three little humans growing inside me. So, Cole? Time for your biggest production yet: One nanny, three babies, and a love story you never saw coming.

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

They hated her at first... but they had no idea who she really was. Serena Carter once had a family - loud, messy, beautifully imperfect. It wasn't always easy, but it was hers. Then one accident ripped it all away, leaving her alone and unwanted. Now she's sent to live with the Morettis: four brothers and a father who see her as nothing more than the living reminder of betrayal. The stain on their perfect legacy. Ten months. That's all she needs to survive until she turns eighteen and can walk away. But hate is a dangerous thing. It turns into obsession. Into protectiveness. Into something no one expected. Because Serena has secrets - ones even she doesn't fully understand. And in a world where power is everything, she's about to prove she belongs where everyone swore she didn't. She isn't looking for love. She's fighting for something stronger: a place to finally call home. Ranks: #1 out of 11.6k : familysecrets #1 out of 52k : trauma #1 out of 134k : hate #1 out of 238k : depression #1 out of 540k : drama #2 out of 27.1k : brothers #2 out od 123k : wattpad #5 out of 17.7k : mafiaprincess #15 out of 2.49M : Love

Meet Angela Santiago, the daughter of the most feared mafia boss in Spain and the sister of three overprotective older brothers. She's a loving and naive girl who has been hidden from the world since the night she turn ten years old. But what happends when Angela is kidnapped on the one night she decided to sneak out. Her kidnapper is none other than the most dangerous and feared Italian mafia Don, Elijah Black. Angela is introduced to the cruel world and has to overcome many troubles, that life throws at her. What will she do when she's only surrounded by lies, heartbreak, death and broken promises? Does she trust Elijah? or does she face this alone and push him away. ________________ "You can't leave me Angel, I have no one" he says softly. "Don't you remember?" she whispers. "Remember what?" he asks, looking at her through teary eyes. "I've always been yours" she whispers with a small smile. "You promise?" "Pinky promise, gummy bear." ________________ [Book 1] *not edited*

Carlotta Angela Vasiliev is a 17 year old girl living with her adoptive Russian mafia family of 4 brothers and father. Ever since she was a child, she's had no sense of belonging, abused by the Swedish mafia in her youth, her Russian saviours are the only family she knows. That is until someone frames her with the CPS and she gets taken away to live with her biological family. Enter the Italian mafia. 5 more overprotective brothers who finally got their little sister home in New York. Carlotta faces a new life with a new family, will she ever see her adoptive brothers again? Or will she replace them with her biologicals? What happens when she meets a boy who catches her eye? ~~~ "Car." He cuts me off, taking a step towards me, "Nothing about you could ever bother me." He says, lifting a hand to cup one of my cheeks. "Apart from your bratty attitude, but you'll learn." He adds on at the end nonchalantly smirking down at me as his hand slides from my cheek to my throat. TW: Mentions of abuse, rape, violent scenes and SMUT

Ava, an innocent small-town girl, gets sucked into the world of underground fighting when she catches the eye of Shawn Michaels, the irresistibly hot reigning champion. ***** Ava McAdams isn't sure what to expect when she moves to Boston for college. Her sheltered upbringing leaves her exposed to a harsher world, and one complicated male in particular -- Shawn Michaels, the tattooed and intimidating underground fighter who is nothing like anyone she has ever met before. But is falling for him worth the risk of knowing she might lose him every time he enters the ring? [word count: 100,000 - 150,000 words] Cover designed by Ren T