࣪𖤐.ᐟ nevena andanova is nothing short of the epitome of perfection. with a goddess complex everyone desires, she turns heads wherever she goes-landing her as the face of chanel and burburry. winning model of the year award three years in a row, she's always been used to the spotlight and the influence she has on others-their opinions of her mattering the most. unfortunately, after getting publicly humiliated by a cheating scandal from her ex-boyfriend, nevena wants nothing to do with men anymore-her heart ending up shattered and betrayed. lando norris is mclaren's golden boy. he's a little rough around the edges, an avid party goer and very commonly found with a new girl in his bed every week. he's no stranger to the scrutinies of the public eye, and after years of torture, trying to conform himself to their expectations he finally gave in. his reputation is finally on the mend again with a new girlfriend and a clean slate. however, when he finally gets a chance with his celebrity crush and throws it all away for her, how long will it take before their "secret relationship" crumbles from beneath them? RANKED! #1 in model 28/12

𝜗ৎ 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 #𝟏 𝜗ৎ Honee never wanted attention. As a quiet and sweet first-year Education student, she kept her head down, focused on her studies, and lived a simple life with her single mom. But her world shifts when she catches the eye of Lucas, a dangerously handsome and wealthy second-year Business Administration student with a cold, intimidating aura. Lucas is the type of guy who always gets what he wants and now, he wants Honee. Drawn to her innocence, his obsession quickly grows into something uncontrollable... (REMINDER: This story is written in English because I'm not used to writing in Taglish. Thank you.) -ediyoursna

Tara shifted slightly in his lap, her arms still wrapped around Lucien's broad shoulders, cheek pressed against the curve of his neck. The silence of her room was a kind of lullaby, warm and full. "You're such a dirty dog," she mumbled against his skin, voice lazy and teasing. Lucien's body rumbled with a laugh - low and pleased - before he pulled back slightly to look down at her. "You say that like it's a bad thing." She squinted at him playfully. "It is. You sneak into my room, bite me, sniff me like some possessed bloodhound..." He smirked. "Don't forget carry you around like a princess." Tara flicked his chest with her finger. "A princess who's seriously considering buying a leash. Maybe even one with spikes." Lucien's eyes sparked with mischief as he leaned in closer, their noses nearly touching. "Promise?" She rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the grin tugging at her lips. "You are incorrigible." "You're the one who keeps letting me in," he whispered, voice feather-light. "Maybe you like your bad dog after all." ____ "Say it," he commanded. She glared, blood trickling from the bite, her body shaking with defiance. "You want me to call you Alpha?" she spat. "Fine." Gothic. Haunted. Disappearing people. And a mansion that breathes. When Tara Lumin's parents buy a forgotten Gothic mansion in the eerie town of Atmani, she and her three boys-Dorian Vexley, Milo Ashbourne, and Pete Thornefield-move in expecting a fresh start. What they get is something... else. Something is wrong with Atmani. The townspeople act like they've seen ghosts. Some deny ever knowing people who vanished just weeks ago. There are names scratched out of yearbooks, family photos with missing faces, and screams in the woods no one investigates. She leaned forward, eyes blazing. "Alpha of assholes. King of mutts. God of rabid mongrels." His grin widened - like her fight only made her more perfect. "That's my girl," he purred. ---

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 25 years old, a billionaire and Mafia Don. Everyone fears, admires and respects him. 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 20 years old and works in a bakery. Despite having a bad past, she is a really sweet and down-to-earth person. What happens when 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 wants to claim 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 as his but she straight away rejects him? ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ I lifted my head up weakly and saw Elliott's deep green eyes gazing at me through my wet lashes. The madness and craziness in his eyes only made more tears stream down my cheeks. He was a complete psychopath. "Don't close those pretty eyes when I am making love with you, amore. Look at me, your husband." He rasped out and pounded inside me again, sending a painful jolt throughout my body. When was this going to finally end? I can't take this agonizing torture anymore. Tears blurred my hazy vision and a strangling sound left my throat when Elliott wrapped his hand around my throat. He was choking me mercilessly. I gasped for air and begged him to let me go but like always, he never did. He will never let me go. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss on my jaw before we both came at the same time, his seeds filling my insides. I thought maybe this was the end, but he had other plans. He flipped me on my stomach, earning a whimper from me and whispered huskily near my ear, "Let's go for round two, shall we, my love?" ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ #1 in Captive #2 in CEO #2 in Forcedlove #2 in Italian #2 in Mafiaboss #3 in Darkromance #3 in Fear #4 in Manipulation #5 in Plottwist #5 in Character Development #7 in Billionaire #7 in Hurt ● The first few chapters contain some plot holes and errors, but as you read more, the chapters will get significantly better with prope

Aaliyah never planned on catching the eye of Leo Ramirez. A quiet, brooding basketball player who looks at her like she's trouble & like he'd burn the whole world for her.

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐲." ~ Marriage was never for love-it was for legacy. A strategy. A performance. And for the Lombardis and the Morettis, it was the most calculated, showstopping alliance of the century. Roman Moretti, Don of the La Cosa Nostra, and Angeline Lombardi, only daughter of the French-Italian Mafia Capo, had been betrothed since her birth --matched to unite two empires under one crown. Hidden from the world, Angeline was raised to be the perfect wife. Groomed. Silenced. Controlled. She learned early that one misstep would strip her of everything-including her name. Everyone's first mistake? They underestimated her. Though no one had ever seen her, the world assumed the Lombardi Princess was a polished doll. Quiet. Disposable. Roman saw the marriage as a formality-another calculated step toward total dominance. He had no plans to love her. No plans to live with her. Just a wife on paper, tucked away from him elsewhere, summoned when needed for appearances. But everything changed the moment he saw her walking down the aisle. She was perfection. Untouchable. She would be his ruin, his weakness, his obsession, his motivation. His everything. But what if that had been her plan all along? Not everything buried stays dead. Not every identity is what it seems. In a world where saints become monsters and monsters are worshipped like gods, Angeline must decide what's worth saving: her bloodline, her love, or herself. ~ -HEA -18+ -Romance/mystery/thriller -No Cheating/OWD -DARK ROMANCE "OMYGOSH. This book was immaculate. I could NOT put it down at all. Every chapter was AMAZING, the writing is shakespears work and each chapter made me laugh, smile, cry so much and this whole thing was a rollercoaster of emotions." -@Sunfloweraate8

SEQUEL TO 'REVELATIONS ' - It's been almost a year since Sage Holland left Knightsbridge and fled to Italy. However, a dear friends incident causes her to return. Pushing her back into the path of her ex boyfriend, Wes Hartley. They've both changed considerably during their year apart, Wes is cold and closed off and Sage is unforgiving and angry. Will they end up getting the future they once dreamed of? Or will their pasts, other loves and family ties get in the way? TIKTOK for teasers and updates @s4dgirlszn PINTEREST for character boards @st4rgirl_x

"How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Quick note for my readers before you start this story. It is going to be taken off and sent off to the editor on the 13th of December 2025. Fern thought marriage meant partnership, love, and the quiet safety of family. For four years she's tried to believe that-tried to ignore the sharp edges of a mother-in-law who never wanted her, an ex who had moved too close for comfort and a husband who is always looking the other way. But when her husband's negligence leaves their little girl in a hospital bed with burns on her hand, Fern can no longer swallow the excuses. She is done being the afterthought in her own marriage. Her husband Conner insists he loves her, but love doesn't keep a child safe. Love doesn't silence a mother-in-law's whispers or stop an ex from poisoning the air of every family gathering. Love isn't enough-not when Fern's entire world has been built on the shaky ground of compromise. And as the fractures in their marriage widen into fault lines, Fern has to face the question she's been afraid to ask- What if walking away is the only way to save herself and her daughter?

Alma never imagined that her life would end when it had only begun. She lived in a small town with her strict grandmother, who never once showed her an ounce of affection. Until one day she woke up in a room that was not hers and even her body was different. When she realizes that she has been reincarnated as the villainess in her mother's favorite novel. She is determined to change her depressing fate. - "Shh, I am here. You are safe," My heart trembled as I recognized that deep male voice. "***!" I gasped and my head rapidly spun to him... I was met by his handsome face, cold as ever, those ***** eyes of his scanning each inch of me... "They hurt you," His sharp jaw ticked... "I will make them pay, darling," He promised -