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Goddess of Dark

Katherinaa_mikaelson

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Reads 3,826
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Parts 32
Time 3h 34m

Katherinaa_mikaelson

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𝘼𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜  𝙭 𝘼𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙠𝙖 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙠𝙤𝙫

I'm lost in my silence.

Or so I thought before I crossed paths with Annika Volkov.

A mafia princess, a force of nature, and a walking nightmare cloaked in beauty.

A single glance from her pulls me into her orbit.

And just like that, she decides I'm hers to claim.

A silent storm, a shadowed soul, drowning in a void of my own making.

She doesn't care that I'm a whisper in a world of screams.

In fact, she's determined to shatter my quiet, to fill my silence with her darkness.

I thought my biggest fear was staying invisible to Annika.

I'm learning the hard way that being the object of her obsession is far more dangerous.All Rights Reserved

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Heart of Stone - Stone and Fire #1 [17+] (REWRITING) by foreverbooked81

Black eyes. Soulless. Unforgiving. Grey. Ice-cold, but just enough that I'm able to melt it. Both make me feel something. The matter was, which one out-weighed the other? Rule-bound, my life feels more like a cage than it ever has. I have no opportunity to use my fire and break out- heat can only do so much. And then like a fish out of water, I have to attach myself to this man- a man I know is dangerous. But so am I. The thing is, I don't know just how much. Only when he touches me, looks at me, talks to me even if his voice is laced with Russian poison.. that's when I realize just what agreement I've accorded with. It's a crippling touch of fire everytime he's near, and the most dangerous thing of all- even more than him, is the fact that I don't hate it. Stone is what I see when I look into his eyes. I wonder, is his heart made of it too? Nikolas Volkov When a bloody feud between the Russian Bratva and the Cosa Nostra ends with one outback- I'm forced to put myself in a position I have no other choice but to fulfill. With the Pakhan on my back, eyes everywhere mean complying is the only option. Only when the moment comes, is when I realize just what I've gotten myself into. She's.. indecipherable. I don't know what the hell this feeling is. I know it's not good. But my body tells me it's not bad, either. I try to stay away, but feeling her tremble and light like a switch underneath my touch when she's so used to staying upright, it awakens a dark, fulfilling part of me. My heart's made of stone. It always has been. So why do I feel it sway whenever she's near? 17+ Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

Come Back To Me: Mafia Romance (18+ Only) by alekseixx

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The Life I Had To Choose (Vladimir Makarov x Reader) by sephiro90

You were a girl living in the depths of Moscow. You were alone, malnourished and for years you had to earn money every day to survive. You always had to deal with dangerous men and you learnt to recognise all the criminals in Moscow, including Vladimir Makarov. One day he noticed you because of your beauty and uniqueness, you naturally had blue hair and blue eyes, people with your features are rare and not even in the underground markets can be found. Despite your shabby and malnourished appearance, he saw a fire and spirit in your eyes that immediately attracted him and he decided to capture you. A new future lies ahead, but at what cost? ⚠️⚠️⚠️WARNING RAPE⚠️⚠️⚠️ (Please do not use or publish my story without my consent!)

The Mafia Queen by Short_stuff95

"You're annoying. I just gave a speech to you about trying to get me in bed and now here you are fucking staring at my ass." I shouted at him, he smirked while staring into my eyes. His stare made my feet feel like jello. "Asshole." I kept on walking. I was pushed up against the wall. "What did you just call me?" He pulled out his gun pressing it in my side, "I said asshole." I heard him groan. He looked down to see my knife pressed up against him. He looked back up at me. "What is going on here?" We heard the door open. Pushing ourselves off each other we quickly hid our weapons. I looked up to see Matvey staring at us. "Nothing. We were just exploring." ***** Annika Balakin, at a young age she had a normal life. With the sudden death of her mother, she was moved back to her mother's home country. Years have passed, treated unfairly and abused. Hurt and broken her mother's past was then facing her, a past she didn't know existed. Luka Stepanov is a mafia boss who was thrown into the world of blood and guns at a very young age. Feared among everyone, he runs the biggest mafia with a deep secret that could make his people turn against him. They say a broken heart can never be fixed, but can they? When two damaged souls meet will they be able to heal the other? What happens when family, secrets, the past and the death of her mother all come back adding up to something bigger. Will it change her life forever?

Chuuya x OC ~ Let the memories cry (Bungou Stray Dogs) by Usagi_chwan

Desperation sometimes leads human beings to make... Unlikely choices. Because, whatever we can say, there are paths that should never be taken. Even less when we have lost everything. But, ironically, isn't that the very reason for such a choice? As if, by desperately trying to find what we have lost, we were trying to condemn ourselves? Everything happens for a reason, after all. But once we cross the line, there is often no turning back. How far can the despair of a human being, who has lost everything, go...? How far can he continue to destroy himself, without even realizing it, even more than he already is...? Not having a past does not necessarily mean that we must condemn the future. It is still necessary to be able to understand it... and, above all, to want it. -------------------- English is not my first language, so it's possible that I made some mistakes in this book! If so, please let me know. ⚠️The writings in this book remain my sole and unique property, and any reproduction or use without my agreement is therefore prohibited. ⚠️ 🌺 Risk of spoilers for anyone not up to date on the original work. 🌺The images used do not belong to me unless specified.

Attracted to His Cold by whore_for_mafia

It wasn't really the result I was looking for. In fact, it was even better. I never really thought that this would happen to me. I never believed someone could love, well, me. But they did. He did. And despite his 'reputation', despite his lifestyle, despite everything everyone had ever told me, I loved him just as unconditionally. But will everything stay in harmony? How long will my paradise last for until my past comes back? Will they haunt me? Catch me? Kill me? "Livia? Tiago?" I ask, my voice breaking slightly. If they're here, then.... "Where is he? Where's-" "Gattina." All the breath in my lungs disappear as I turn to find the source of the voice. Half-way through my turn, I can see his dark silhouette at the end of the hallway. When I breathlessly say my next word, it feels as if I can breathe properly again for the first time in over a month. "Lupo." I run towards him without a second thought, sprinting full speed at him, and jump into his awaiting arms. He engulfs me in the warmest hug I've ever felt, entrapping me entirely - not that I mind. I cry in joy at finally being reunited with him as I bury my head into his neck, burrowing myself into him and vowing never to let him go again. Unwrapping myself from him, I look up at into his eyes. They're filled with love and relief, the same emotions I imagine my eyes are filled with. That quickly changes when his face contorts into one of pain. "Cole?" my brows furrow in confusion. He lets out a pained and strangled noise before he drops to his knees, collapsing at my feet. I gasp when I see Viktor behind him, holding a bloodied knife. A/N: Hey guys. Be prepared for dark themes, mature language, mature scenes, and so much more. Enjoy the roller-coaster, you are locked in... - Potential PTSD triggers! - BDSM themes! - Mentions of rape. - Mentions of abuse. - Mentions of torture. - Gun play! - Knife play! - Dark kink! (Warnings will be put at the beginning of potential trigger chapters)

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Heart of Fury - Stone and Fire # 2 [17+] by foreverbooked81

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Black eyes. Soulless. Unforgiving. Grey. Ice-cold, but just enough that I'm able to melt it. Both make me feel something. The matter was, which one out-weighed the other? Rule-bound, my life feels more like a cage than it ever has. I have no opportunity to use my fire and break out- heat can only do so much. And then like a fish out of water, I have to attach myself to this man- a man I know is dangerous. But so am I. The thing is, I don't know just how much. Only when he touches me, looks at me, talks to me even if his voice is laced with Russian poison.. that's when I realize just what agreement I've accorded with. It's a crippling touch of fire everytime he's near, and the most dangerous thing of all- even more than him, is the fact that I don't hate it. Stone is what I see when I look into his eyes. I wonder, is his heart made of it too? Nikolas Volkov When a bloody feud between the Russian Bratva and the Cosa Nostra ends with one outback- I'm forced to put myself in a position I have no other choice but to fulfill. With the Pakhan on my back, eyes everywhere mean complying is the only option. Only when the moment comes, is when I realize just what I've gotten myself into. She's.. indecipherable. I don't know what the hell this feeling is. I know it's not good. But my body tells me it's not bad, either. I try to stay away, but feeling her tremble and light like a switch underneath my touch when she's so used to staying upright, it awakens a dark, fulfilling part of me. My heart's made of stone. It always has been. So why do I feel it sway whenever she's near? 17+ Mafia Dark Romance Standalone