Darkest Obsession (Sin Series #1)
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An angel given into the hands of the devil himself.
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★BOOK #11 in the DARK SERIES★ "I don't want to let you go even if that makes me evil," he growled as he held her body in his arms. Trez Luciano had one rule. Destroy anyone that got in his way. Living on the streets with his brother and then being smuggled into cage fights, he saw the worst in people all the time. Until, he met his mate. She was beautiful, kind and had a smile that made the ice melt away from around his barren heart. He couldn't resist her warmth or the way her wolf eased the blood thirsty animal inside him. Angela Moretti saw the worst in life after her parents were killed in front of her eyes. Living in Tuscany all her life, she couldn't bear the crushing memories of her parents being taken from her. So, she left for New York and now worked in a cafe with her best friend to ignore the ache in her heart. But all that changed when a customer at the cafe was a very dangerous man and called to her wolf and her heart. Axe Luciano was the head of security for his brother's nightclub. He made sure that no one fucked with his brother and killed anyone that tried. It was a simple way that worked for him to forget his tormented days in cage fights as a prized fighter. He kept his focus on work and nothing else... until trouble came calling at the club and he rescued a woman, that beckoned the possessive wolf from inside his blackened soul. Sonya Sharma moved from Mumbai all the way to New York to escape her old life. She was best friends with Angela and they even lived together after they met at the airport the day they both arrived. Deciding to stick together, they both worked at a cafe. And she knew all about the shifter world while being a human. However, she never thought that she'd catch the attention of Axe Luciano.Complete
Azure
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All We Have Left
*NEW CHAPTERS WEEKLY (SOONER IF POSSIBLE)* She swore she'd never trust him, but she may not have a choice. He knows she could be his greatest weakness, but she may be everything he's been searching for. ____________ "The underworld doesn't forgive. It doesn't forget. And it doesn't let go." Mia Caruso thought she left it all behind-the grief, the chaos, and Marco Reyes, the reckless orphan who dragged her brother into crime and shattered their childhood. But running from one nightmare only led her into another. After five years trapped in an abusive marriage, Mia finally makes her escape with her four-year-old daughter in her arms and forty-six dollars to her name. Returning home was supposed to mean safety. Instead, it throws her straight into the crosshairs of a Mafia war. Anthony is no longer the boy she remembers. And Marco? He isn't the troublemaker she once despised. He's the lost heir of the Moretti crime family-now a ruthless Mafia boss consumed by blood feuds and revenge. Her return makes her and her daughter targets. But it also awakens instincts in Marco he never thought he possessed... and a dangerous desire he can't ignore. As enemies close in, the danger Mia fled collides with the war Marco can't escape. And the underworld always takes what it wants. This time, it wants them both. ____________ This will be a standalone Dark Mafia Romance with more than a few trigger warnings. Please make sure you read the full list of triggers on the opening page. If any of those triggers bother you, please skip this read. Trigger warnings will be updated as the story unfolds since this book is still a work in progress so if you are reading it then make sure you check the list regularly. This is also a dual POV. Since this is a work in progress, ANY feedback is welcomed so that the final product is as perfect as it can be. With all that being said... BUCKLE UP AND HANG ON! ;)![Heart of Ruin - Stone and Fire #3 [17+]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/382983862-256-k806002.jpg)
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They tell me love is a pretty lie. A cruel deception. I wouldn't know-I've never been given the chance to believe in it. A daughter of the Cosa Nostra, passed from one husband to the next like a prized possession, I have learned one thing: a woman's value is measured in obedience. But then I come back, and he's there. Enzo Mancini. Silent. Ruthless. Untouchable. Except... I have touched him. Once, before the lies. Before the fire. Before he left me with nothing but ghosts of a boy who used to stare at me like I was his only sin. Now, he looks at me like I'm his reckoning. Like he's been starving. Like he'll ruin me all over again. The worst part? I want him to. Enzo Mancini She was never supposed to know the truth of that night. The blood on my hands. The fact that I let her believe I was the monster. I told myself I could let her go. That I could watch her slip through my fingers, fall into the hands of men who never deserved her. And I did. She doesn't know what I've done for her. How many bodies I've buried. How many sins I've committed in her name. She's everything I should stay away from. Soft where I am hard. Chaos where I am order. A temptation so dangerous, it should be a death sentence. But I can't stop. I can't stop watching her, wanting her, losing sleep over the way she lingers like a curse in the nightmares she inhabits. She calls me heartless, and like everyone, I let her believe it. She doesn't know that every step she takes away from me is another step toward a man who won't live long enough to touch what's mine. I saved her from the fire long ago, the same one I caused. And now, the flames are swallowing me whole. 17+ Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*
Beneath the silent sky
No one knows her name. No one dares ask. They only speak of the eyes-two different colors, rare and chilling. A mark of death. Of vengeance. A whisper in the underworld: "She doesn't miss. She doesn't hesitate. She doesn't feel." She walks alone through Moscow's back alleys, blood on her boots, the faintest scent of smoke trailing her long black coat. She'd slit a man's throat two minutes ago. Didn't blink. Didn't speak. Just turned and vanished. She's nineteen. But the world thinks she's a myth. And maybe she is. Maybe something broke inside her when she was five years old. When the Russians took her. When they burned her home into memory and carved out the little girl who used to sing lullabies on her grandfather's lap. Now? Now she dreams in flashes. A golden sun. A woman's perfume. Laughter in Italian. Five shadows taller than her, arms wide open. Names, always at the edge of her tongue-but never there. She remembers their faces. And she remembers the man who stole her life. Viktor Ovalov. The Russian leader. The man who turned her into a weapon. He doesn't know she's coming. But she'll show him. She'll make him bleed for every scar he left on her skin. For every scream he buried in her throat. She presses a gloved hand to the glass window of an abandoned apartment. Her reflection stares back-impossibly beautiful, heartbreakingly cold. Eyes covered with dull brown lenses. She's ashamed of what makes her different. Even now, she hides the heterochromia behind colored contacts. Just one more mask to wear. But behind those eyes, behind the silence-she remembers. This isn't a story of sunshine and fairytales. Not a story where she just 'heals' and gets her sunshine personality back. No this is a story where she learns to live again and not just exist or survive. This isn't about healing, it's about living again, revenge and living through your pain. Tw:bittersweet ending Pictures are not mine. So the credit goes to their respective owners.![Heart of Fury - Stone and Fire # 2 [17+]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/349318920-256-k805469.jpg)
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Code of Blood
Pain comes in many forms. Heartbreak, headaches, broken bones, and that quiet, soul-splitting kind that doesn't leave bruises. But the kind of pain I've witnessed goes beyond all that. Have you ever heard a man scream, really scream, as he's being beaten and his fingers broken one by one? I have. And as twisted as it might sound, in that moment, it felt... satisfying. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a psychopath. These people, they deserve it. In a world full of monsters, someone has to be worse. Someone has to be the shadow in the corner, the final judgment behind a red-drenched smile. That someone is me. Reanne Anderson. Twenty-four. Assassin for the Anderson family. Secret hacker behind their impenetrable systems but to most, I'm the Red Lady. I respect boundaries until someone crosses mine. Then I become a storm in heels, or combat boots, or whatever the hell I'm wearing that day. And then there's him. Lorenzo Russo. Twenty-eight. Newly crowned Don of the Russo family after his father was butchered by the Russian mafia. Lost his mother in the same bloodbath. He's cold, calculated and ruthless. He looks at people like he's already decided whether they're useful or dead. He's got the eyes of a man who's seen too much, felt too little, and trusts no one. Our paths were never supposed to cross. But war doesn't care about plans. He needed someone who could crack into encrypted systems. He needed a ghost. He got me. But sometimes, even in the darkest corners of the world, two dark souls might just bleed for each other.Complete
ruthless
it's always the innocent girl who falls for the dangerous mafia boss....not anymore Nicoletta Rivera has been brought up in an unusual way. her mother making her a fighter of emotion she's uncontrollable and dangerous. Her father had taught her to be powerful and with the mix of these she's ruthless. niki has only ever known violence,so when her feelings develop for the new mafia member she's not sure if she deserves him. "he's scared of a 5'5 girl. She's much more than that though. Niki has explained that she's designed to kill. I can't disagree,nikis ruthless when it comes to killing people. She thinks it's bad that shes conditioned to destroy but I think it's beautiful. It's like an art,the way she uses her body knowing a man will look and taking advantage of that craving men have. Getting him alone and doing what she does best. Hurt,destroy,ruin, and kill. It's the darkness within her that I've been obsessed with since meeting her. She carries this talent of a merciless death with her and its something ive never seen." this story will contain: -violence -SMUT -torture -abuse -drug use -mentions of rape trigger warnings will be provided there also will be some italian,french, and spanish but i have it translated next to the word:)Complete
★BOOK #11 in the DARK SERIES★ "I don't want to let you go even if that makes me evil," he growled as he held her body in his arms. Trez Luciano had one rule. Destroy anyone that got in his way. Living on the streets with his brother and then being smuggled into cage fights, he saw the worst in people all the time. Until, he met his mate. She was beautiful, kind and had a smile that made the ice melt away from around his barren heart. He couldn't resist her warmth or the way her wolf eased the blood thirsty animal inside him. Angela Moretti saw the worst in life after her parents were killed in front of her eyes. Living in Tuscany all her life, she couldn't bear the crushing memories of her parents being taken from her. So, she left for New York and now worked in a cafe with her best friend to ignore the ache in her heart. But all that changed when a customer at the cafe was a very dangerous man and called to her wolf and her heart. Axe Luciano was the head of security for his brother's nightclub. He made sure that no one fucked with his brother and killed anyone that tried. It was a simple way that worked for him to forget his tormented days in cage fights as a prized fighter. He kept his focus on work and nothing else... until trouble came calling at the club and he rescued a woman, that beckoned the possessive wolf from inside his blackened soul. Sonya Sharma moved from Mumbai all the way to New York to escape her old life. She was best friends with Angela and they even lived together after they met at the airport the day they both arrived. Deciding to stick together, they both worked at a cafe. And she knew all about the shifter world while being a human. However, she never thought that she'd catch the attention of Axe Luciano.
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