Enzo Vitale was raised to be the heir of a powerful Italian family. Disciplined, ruthless, and untouchable. But behind the iron mask he wears, Enzo is haunted by the ghosts of his past,His nights are plagued by nightmares of fire and loss, his days ruled by violence, power, and the constant pressure of tradition. Marriage, children, softness. He has sworn them all away, convinced they are weaknesses he cannot afford. Yet in the shadows of his sleep, a pair of brown eyes won't leave him. Eyes that feel like home. Eyes that enrage him because they make him want. Kairo never wanted to be tangled in the Vitale world. But debt and desperation pulled her family's small business under their thumb, and she finds herself carrying a burden she never asked for. Fiercely loyal to her grandparents and her mother, she sacrifices her own safety to protect them, even if it means giving everything she has and everything she is. When Enzo and Kairo finally collide, it's not fate. It's a storm. He sees in her those same eyes that haunt his dreams, and she feels the danger in every word he speaks, every touch he steals. He is the man she should fear the most and the one her body betrays her for. As family expectations tighten around Enzo, and Kairo's secrets threaten to unravel, their lives twist together in a brutal dance of control, defiance, and forbidden desire. He wants dominance. She wants freedom. But neither can seem to let the other go.

Long ago, an attack on the Romano family, the biggest Mafia family in town, left a young girl blamed for her parents' deaths. Sent away for her own sake, she spends every moment reliving that awful day. After eight long years of suffering, she is led back to her brothers. But they don't want her there, and they make sure she knows it. Not long after she's reunited with her family, a faceless enemy takes up arms against the Romano family. And there is nothing Allora can do, except watch as the world burns around her, knowing she'll burn right alongside it. Until... maybe, just maybe, something changes, and Allora finds herself not quite so alone. ~~~ "You'll rot in hell for what you did, Allora." His voice echoes in my ear, his hot breath ghosting my skin. My hand falls limp over the side of the bed, the blood trickling down my finger is warm, almost soothing. Darkness takes me in it's familiar embrace. ~~~ Updates every Wednesday and Sunday

"I gotta go," he said quietly. The words felt harsh but he said them softly, I nodded slowly at him trying not to let the disappointment creep too far up my face. "Of course," I said, looking away. "I get it." I walked him to the door. And we stood there a while. He didn't move toward the door. Just watched me like he was waiting on something. I swallowed hard, then asked it anyway. "You gonna disappear again?" It came out quieter than I meant it to. But real. I didn't want to chase him. Didn't want to beg. But I also didn't want to pretend like he walking away tonight didn't stir up all the things I thought I buried last time he vanished. Kingston stepped closer. The other hand finally came out of his pocket and touched my jaw, soft as a sigh. He angled my face back toward him, his thumb brushing under my chin. "Nah," he said. "Not this time." "Promise?" "I don't say shit I don't mean, India. You'll see me again. Soon." I nodded, even though my chest felt tight. The space between us narrowed without either of us moving. For a moment, the world slowed. His forehead lowered to mine, deliberate, patient. My pulse jumped. We stayed like that, breaths mixing, eyes locked. "You wanna kiss me, India?" he asked, voice low, teasing but not.

❝Every time I think about you, I touch myself. And what I mean by that is, I rub my temple because you're a fucking headache.❞ Nova Argent is used to running. New names. New towns. New lies. She doesn't know how she ended up in this world-or why the Volturi, an ancient vampire coven, are hunting her like a prize they're owed. All she knows is there's something inside her that should've never survived. Power. Rage. Something worse. Now she's in Forks, pretending to be normal. It would've worked... until she met Paul Lahote... Arrogant, infuriating, and way too close for comfort. She hates him. He pushes every button she has. But when the monsters come knocking, Paul might be the only one who sees the truth: Nova isn't human. She's a weapon. And someone is about to pull the trigger. 𝑷𝒂𝒖𝒍 𝑳𝒂𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒆 x OC #1 Jacobblack - October 5, 2025 #4 Twilight - September 26, 2025 #3 paullahote - November 8, 2025 #5 Quileute - November 8, 2025 #6 Imprint - November 13, 2025 #7 Paullahote - October 19, 2025 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 ✔ 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞 ....

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