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[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her long-term boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

He's the President of the Iron Brotherhood MC. She's running from a past that wants her dead. Gunner survived hell as a Navy SEAL, but nothing prepared him for the curvy blonde who crashes into his life like a bullet through steel. Cristy Winston isn't just another pretty face, she's a witness on the run, hiding from the men who murdered her father in cold blood. One look and I know she's mine. Doesn't matter that she's eleven years younger. Doesn't matter that her cousin's betrayal runs deeper than we thought. Doesn't matter that keeping her alive might cost me everything. She's terrified. Broken. Beautiful. And under my protection now. When her best friend Helena, the underground fighter known only as Ghost—gets caught in the crossfire, the body count starts rising. Rival MCs. Dirty cops. Organ traffickers. They all want a piece of what's mine. But they forgot one thing: I'm not just some biker. I'm a trained killer. And anyone who touches my woman dies screaming.

They tried to kill the wrong woman. Orphaned Star only ever wanted to be loved and to have a family of her own. She spent her life trying to make her husband, his family, and her best friend happy. Mistaking their cruelty for care, she sacrificed her time, her trust, and the inheritance her dead parents left her for them. But even that wasn’t enough. Star discovered her husband and best friend were having an affair. Betrayed, heartbroken, and carrying his child, she tried to leave. Instead, they chose greed over guilt and pushed her off a bridge to steal her fortune. They thought she had drowned. The world believed she was dead. But some women don’t stay buried. Now Star is back, unrecognizable and untouchable, armed with a new identity and a man who would burn cities to help her take revenge. Because taking her baby and her money wasn’t enough. This time, she will take everything they love. Even death would be too easy for them.

Lyra Ashford, a young doctor, believed her life with her fiancé, Lucas Arden, was just beginning. But everything changed when Lucas suddenly left to go abroad, postponing their wedding without even asking her. He simply assumed she would wait for him to return. But Lyra, to protect her family, she agreed to marry Rowan Pierce instead—a man she never imagined she could love. At the altar, Rowan made it clear he would not accept a marriage of convenience. He wanted Lyra to choose him freely, not out of obligation.

[Warning: MATURE CONTENT! NO RAPE] (I’m too soft for that) After enduring a lifetime of abuse from her family, the last thing Mallory Morrow needs is to be married off to an old man almost thrice her age. So, she came up with a plan. To sleep with someone and get pregnant. She didn’t know that years later, the consequences of that reckless decision would come crashing back into her life. Living as a single mom, completely disowned by her family, raising a son who refuses to speak after some traumatic incident, life was a constant uphill battle. Medical bills kept piling up, and hope was running thin—until her best friend Mara offered her a lifeline. ‘Her cousin needed someone to stop a wedding at all costs. And if she succeeded, she’d be paid 1 million dollars—a sum that could change her life and her son’s forever.’ “STOP THE WEDDING! THAT MAN WAS THE FATHER OF MY CHILD!” But when she bursts into the ceremony, everything goes wrong. She’s crashing her half-sister’s wedding—the same woman who tormented her for years. And the groom who hired her? Venzrich Archeval: the youngest, richest, and most devastatingly handsome billionaire who hates women… and, unbeknownst to Mallory, the father of her child. Haunted by the memory of a mysterious woman he met one night years ago, Venzrich has been searching for her ever since—the only woman who can make him feel pleasure and ignite something he didn’t know existed. And now, fate has thrown her back into his grasp. He’s determined that she’ll never leave his sight again. As Mallory struggles to protect her son from her cruel family, she also has to survive a billionaire who refuses to let her go, whose touch ignites dangerous desires she can’t ignore. “There’s no way I’m letting you go. You’re either mine or mine.” And just like that, they’re caught in a whirlwind of chaos, passion, and a contract as husband and wife—where nothing is safe, nothing is predictable, and everything seems to slip out of her grasp. Can she open her heart again, or will the scars of her past trap her forever? And can she survive the man hiding behind a perfect mask—the devil who wants everything, including her? P.S: If you want an ML who was gentle and actually knows aftercare. Read this.

"The saddest songs are the ones only the heart can hear." Don't Mind the Lyrics is a poetry collection for the brokenhearted, the dreamers, and the ones who love in silence. Each verse is a melody of late-night thoughts, whispered regrets, and the ache of unspoken words. From the sorrow of one-sided love to the weight of loneliness, these poems capture the raw emotions that linger long after the world has fallen asleep. If you've ever found yourself lost in the lyrics of a song that wasn’t meant for you, this book is your anthem.

Isabella "Bella" Romano, 24**, has spent three years working double shifts at a rundown diner, her fingers raw from scrubbing grease, her dreams buried under medical bills for her dying mother. She's invisible—just another exhausted girl in a city that chews up the desperate and spits out bones. Then one blood-soaked night, she witnesses a execution in the alley behind her workplace. The killer's cold eyes meet hers. She should run. She should scream. Instead, **Dante Salvatore**—the Ghost of Chicago, the most feared mafia boss in North America—makes her an offer: become his tool, his perfect weapon disguised as innocence, or watch her mother die without the experimental treatment that could save her. Bella has no choice. She becomes Dante's **"little bird"**—his spy in high society, his bait for enemies, his alibi when bodies drop. She wears the designer dresses he buys, attends galas on his arm, and learns that monsters don't always have fangs. Sometimes they have empty eyes and blood on their Armani suits. Dante Salvatore has never let a woman past his bed. Love is weakness. Attachment is a target painted on your back. His empire was built on ruthlessness, and he's survived by feeling nothing. Women are transactions—pleasure exchanged for jewelry, then forgotten by morning. But Bella is different. She doesn't flinch when he kills. She doesn't beg for mercy or luxury. When he barks orders, she obeys with fire in her green eyes. When he bleeds, she stitches him up with steady hands, asking nothing in return. The tool is becoming something else. Something dangerous. As Bella navigates assassination attempts, deadly rivals, and the twisted politics of five crime families, she discovers the truth: Dante isn't just a monster. He's a king haunted by the massacre that orphaned him at twelve, forced into power by his uncle's cruelty, and imprisoned by a legacy of violence he never wanted. Then **Nico Moretti**—Dante's childhood friend and underboss—betrays them. The experimental treatment for Bella's mother? Funded by the Bratva, who want Dante dead. Bella's mother's illness? Poisoned deliberately to recruit Bella as their inside agent. Bella was never supposed to be Dante's tool. She was meant to be his **assassin**. When Dante discovers the conspiracy, he's faced with an impossible choice: kill the woman who betrayed him, or trust the girl who taught him what it means to have a heart—even if it gets him killed. Because in the underworld, love isn't a weakness. **It's a loaded gun pointed at everything you care about.** And Isabella Romano—the girl who scrubbed floors—is about to prove that queens aren't born into power. They're forged in fire, crowned in blood, and built by the men who underestimated them.

Alessandro, son of Mafia boss Salvatore Moretti, seeks to escape his family's criminal life with his lover, Clara. They attempt to flee by helicopter, but Salvatore orders them to be stopped, leading to a mid-air attack and a crash in the mountains. Surviving the crash, they seek refuge in a remote cabin inhabited by a gruff old man named Silas. Meanwhile, Salvatore discovers that a mysterious third party, the ruthless mercenary group Shadow Wolves, is also after Alessandro and Clara. In a shocking twist, Salvatore learns that his own brother, Marco, hired the Shadow Wolves in a power grab attempt to take over the family. Enraged by this betrayal, Salvatore has Marco killed and eliminates the Shadow Wolves. Now, Salvatore is left isolated and determined to rebuild his family, while Alessandro and Clara remain in the uneasy protection of Silas, unaware of the events unfolding and the true extent of the dangers they face, including the possibility that the Shadow Wolves threat may not be entirely extinguished.

I'm going to updating five chapters a day ,If you enjoyed this chapter, please drop a Power Stone or add the book to your library. Your support really helps Synopsis Emily and Nathan are the kind of wealthy power couple everyone envies—successful, beautiful, and completely unavailable. To their children, Ava and Prim, their parents’ marriage looks less like love and more like a corporate merger. Things get worse when a suspiciously attractive woman starts hovering around their father, smiling a little too comfortably. Determined to protect their family, the siblings set out on a luxury mountain trip meant to “fix things.” Instead, something goes terribly wrong—and they wake up in the past, back when their parents were still in high school. Bored, curious, and slightly panicked, Ava and Prim decide to play matchmaker for fun. If they can make their parents fall in love early, everything in the present should be solved… right? Except teenage Emily and Nathan are sworn enemies—ruthless rivals from powerful families, more likely to destroy each other than date. After barely surviving the chaos, the siblings return to the present, convinced they’ve fixed the timeline. Until they see their parents again. Younger. Unchanged. And fully aware of everything that happened. Now, with time unraveling and their existence at risk, Ava and Prim must fix it and stop their parents from dating different people and also from getting punished by their parents sigh being their children is stressful And they also have their love life to handle --- So you guys know the book cover is not mine from Pinterest thank you

A story about working as an agent in the parallel 007 world with the Marvel universe system, being a rich man, and living in a castle. --------------------------------- If you want to support me: patreon.com/Kazenova223

Prostitution wasn't exactly the future Ariella pictured for herself. But a series of unfortunate events landed her in a brothel she couldn't escape. Until he came in. His name is Killian Morozcov. He moved liked he owned the world and planted bullets in the heads of men who looked at him the wrong way. He came into the brothel and left with her, and no matter how much she pleaded, he refused to tell her why. In Ariella's experience, she's learnt that you either stab someone in the back or they'll do it to you. Yet Killian showed her a side of humanity she'd never seen before and her defences fall, leading to a love that they both knew couldn't last. he was an heir to a Mafia kingdom, and she was a girl from a brothel with no familial backing. their love was doomed the moment Killian saved her. especially since he saved the wrong girl. he'd gone to the brothel thinking Ariella was his lost sister, Stella Morozcov. he'd been wrong and in the process of continuing his search for Stella he grew attracted to Ariella. so much that he felt that he couldn't breath without her. Their love is built on nothing but pain and deceit...skeletons rotting in their closets. They both have secrets that could tear them apart. But the past is a funny thing… no matter how much you run from it, it always guns you down in the end.

An alpha without a pack has nothing left to lose—and that makes him the most dangerous creature of all. The Italian mafia stands on the brink of collapse, and chaos rules the streets of Rome, but for Lysander, there is only one obsession: to claim and break the daughter of his enemy. Aria is his weakness. For her, he would set the entire world on fire. She—and only she—has the power to restrain the beast raging inside him, driven by vengeance and bloodlust. Caught between hatred, desire, and a war that threatens to consume them both, one question becomes inevitable: Can love tame a beast born to destroy? Will Lysander be able to forgive… or will he leave his mark on his enemy’s skin, just as the past carved its scars into his own?

Everything started going wrong during the summer break for Melody, a girl from a family of three with two older twin brothers who are Milo and Miles -also a prestigious student of Pride high, who has her life planed for her.My parents were rich, overprotective and strict who is constantly watching my every move although I wasn't the only child. One night before summer break,I consulted my parents about wanting to work in Pakistan as an hacker during the Summer which led to a heated argument and I was grounded for the whole summer.I snuck out that night to Delilah's place to cool off when she started talking about the Mafia kings return and the massive rate of kidnapping and yes (Delilah is two years old than I am who is also a Sophomore at Brighton University studying Criminology and also Milos ex girlfriend). I explained to her what happened and asked if she has a job to offer and she suggested about working as a maid to gain information about Lucas"The Mafia Lord" regarding the kidnapping cases as well as the missing girls in her school. Although it was a crazy idea I offered my service,at least anything to get me away from home. Lilah made lied to my parents about me spending the summer at her place while they were going to spend their summer at Kuwait as well as expand our mining business. A week later I out set for Placid mansion where hundreds of girls line up to get this job and few were picked by his secretary which I was among the lucky few ,well I wouldn't say that if I knew the mess I was getting myself into.

In the shadows of the dark underworld, A haunted soul bears the weight of his demons. His reputation preceded him, a chilling reminder of the unrelenting power and ruthless determination that had earned him his notorious nickname ‘Devils Aura.’ But behind the mask of confidence and control, a tormented soul struggled to keep the demons of his past at bay. The weight of his brother's tragic demise hung heavy on his shoulders, a constant reminder of the devastating consequences of his own mistake. Reid's icy exterior was a shield, a carefully crafted façade designed to keep the world at arm's length. Yet, on that fateful night at the auction where he bided 5 million dollars on her-Athena, a vision of beauty with eyes that told a tale of their own. Heterochromia, a rare and captivating trait, with one being brown and the other, a vibrant green mirrored the conflicting emotions swirling within him, drawing him in with an otherworldly allure. ~~~~~~~ Reid's eyes locked onto Athena's contrasted ones, his gaze piercing as he revealed the true motive behind his sudden proposal. He had been forced into this marriage, a necessity into securing full control over his position as the Don of the Valtorian mafia. His father had made it clear: marry, and he would finally hand over the reins. "A year.” Reid said, his voice low and distant as he gazed down at the innocent girl in his presence. "That's all I'm asking for. A year of your life and I'll forget about the 5 million debt you owe me." The words hung in the air, a stark reminder of the circumstances that had brought them together in the first place. Athena's eyes widened at Reid words in disbelief. She wanted to talk but the words weren’t coming into her head as she stood there and stared at Reid dumbfoundedly. Finally, Athena spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "What happens once the contract is over?" Reid's lips curled into a cold smile and he said, "You'll be free and free from the debt. You'll be my wife with all the privileges and protections that comes with it. And at the end of the year, we'll go our separate ways and you can do as you please."

Kissabel Hilson was born to inherit an empire—but destiny had other plans. As the rightful heiress of the powerful Hilson Empire, Kissabel’s life should have been perfect. Instead, it shattered the night her mother disappeared and her father remarried a woman who turned her home into a battlefield. Betrayed by family, abandoned by the man she loved, and framed by the very blood she shared, Kissabel learns early that love is a weapon—and mercy is a weakness. On the night she is humiliated before the elite of V City, Kissabel walks away from everything she once believed in. What she doesn’t know is that her fall places her directly in the path of Adrian Goodwill—a ruthless CEO feared in the business world and whispered about in the mafia underworld. Cold, calculating, and dangerously irresistible, Adrian doesn’t believe in love. He believes in control. But Kissabel is unlike any woman he’s ever met. As secrets buried for decades begin to surface, Kissabel discovers that her missing mother was not just a victim—but the crown princess of a dominant mafia clan who sacrificed power for forbidden love. And now, that legacy is calling Kissabel home. Caught between corporate wars, mafia bloodlines, and a love that was never supposed to exist, Kissabel must choose: Run from her destiny… Or embrace the darkness and rule beside the man who would burn the world to protect her. Because when a mafia king falls in love, it is never gentle— it is unconditional.

When the target of his destruction is his own love! Can he able to destroy it? Both are smart but have a deviated life story, but what if the intersection itself brings them together?

CONTENT WARNING: Violence, mature themes, morally grey characters. --- She's the nation's most feared hacker. He's the devil everyone whispers about. Tori Addams has one shot at freedom—and it requires getting dangerously close to Bell Royal. Billionaire. CEO. Monster. They say everyone who crosses him disappears. Everyone who gets close never leaves. But Tori isn't here to fall for him. She's here to destroy him. The plan is simple: Accept his job offer. Move into his mansion. Hack his empire from the inside. Get out alive. Easy, right? Wrong. Because Bell Royal doesn't just suspect she's hiding something—he's actively hunting for the truth. And his six-year-old son? He's decided Tori is the answer to all his problems. Now she's trapped between a billion-dollar debt, a man who sees through every lie, and a child who's breaking down walls she didn't know she had. The closer she gets, the more dangerous the game becomes. One wrong move and Bell will uncover who she really is. One right move and she might actually survive this. But there's a third option she didn't plan for— What happens when the hacker falls for the devil she's supposed to destroy?

Katherine Blaire has worked six grueling years to rise to the top of the banking world of Manhattan. Confident, voluptuous, and ambitious, she's nearly within reach of the promotion that will help to finance the college education of her autistic brother. She needs but one account- the account of Anthony Marvin, arguably the most influential and dangerous man in New York. Anthony "Tony" Marvin doesn't just own hotels and nightclubs. He controls both legitimate and underground empires as the heir of the most notorious mafia family in the city. Tony is ruthless, heartbreakingly handsome, and untouchable until Katherine enters his club with the business plan and with an unwavering refusal to back away from him. When Tony offers Katherine something she cannot refuse —a night with him in exchange for the contract —she storms out, humiliated and outraged. But Tony is interested in the woman who had the strength to say no to him, and Katherine finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of power struggle, desire, and growing love. As their relationship grows stronger, Tony's father, the ruthless mafia kingpin Thomas Marvin, will do whatever it takes to eliminate what he sees as his son's greatest weakness. Surrounded by enemies and with Katherine's entire family in danger, she and Tony must decide if their love is worth risking everything — including their lives. In a world in which love is the ultimate vulnerability, can a banker and a mafia prince redefine the rules of power?

“I’m going crazy.” Those are the first words Elara whispers into the silence, her voice trembling as everything she once ruled with perfection falls apart. “They're dead” a voice whispers in her head. “It turns you on knowing he kills for you.” Then he appears, shadowed, relentless, untouchable. A man whose name, face, and mission are unknown, but whose hands are stained with power, blood, and lust. “You'll always be mine,” he says, not a question, not an invitation, but an announcement. She once had control of her world but now she dances to tunes. “This is our love” he whispers against her ear, his grip running shivers down her spine. Her heart screams yes but her mind whispers no. Each kiss feels like fire, each touch like chains. “I don't want this” she lies to herself for she already knows she is taken. Elara, regardless of all the facts has lost track of the difference between right and wrong but all she knows is the warmth of his body, the ache between her thighs, the heat that pulses through her. No matter what lies she tells the question still stands… Is she a prisoner of love, bound by silken threads of desire, or is her heart a captive in a gilded cage?

    The Romano estate was silent, too silent for a house that usually pulsed with the rhythm of power and danger. The chandeliers glimmered like frozen stars above the marble floors, and the scent of cigar smoke lingered in the air—a reminder that men had been here, making decisions that would change lives. Alessia Romano stood at the top of the grand staircase, her fingers gripping the railing as she listened to the muffled voices coming from her father's study. Her heart pounded in her chest, a steady drumbeat of dread. She had grown up surrounded by secrets, but tonight, something felt different. The air was heavy, suffocating, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. Her father's voice, deep and commanding, carried through the door. "It's settled then. The marriage will take place in two weeks." The words struck her like a bullet. Marriage? Her breath caught, and she pressed a trembling hand to her lips. She didn't need to hear the rest. She already knew what it meant. The Romano family had been at war with the Morettis for decades. Blood had been spilled, alliances shattered, and trust destroyed. The idea of peace between them was laughable. And yet, here her father was, arranging a marriage with the enemy. Her mother's portrait hung on the wall beside her—a woman of grace and quiet strength. Alessia stared at it, searching for comfort, but found none. Her mother had died when she was young, leaving her to navigate the brutal world of the mafia alone. The door to the study opened, and her father stepped out, his expression unreadable. His dark suit was immaculate, his silver hair slicked back, his presence commanding as always. "Alessia," he said, his tone calm but final. "Come inside." She obeyed, though every step felt like walking toward her own execution. Inside, two men stood waiting. One was her father's consigliere, and the other—tall, broad-shouldered, with eyes as cold as winter steel—was Damian Moretti. The name alone sent a chill down her spine. She had heard stories about him. Ruthless. Calculating. A man who ruled his empire with an iron fist and a heart of stone. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world seemed to still. His gaze was sharp, assessing, as if he could see straight through her. "This is my daughter, Alessia," her father said. "She will be your wife." Her pulse roared in her ears. "No," she whispered, shaking her head. "You can't be serious." Her father's expression hardened. "This is not a request. It's a necessity. The families need peace, and this is the only way." Damian's lips curved into something that wasn't quite a smile. "Don't worry, princess. I don't bite—unless provoked." The mocking tone made her blood boil. "I'd rather die than marry you." "Careful," he murmured, stepping closer. "In our world, words like that can be arranged." Her father slammed his hand on the desk. "Enough! This union will happen. You will do your duty, Alessia." Tears burned behind her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She lifted her chin, meeting Damian's gaze with defiance. "You may have my hand, Mr. Moretti, but you will never have my heart." He leaned in, his breath brushing her ear. "We'll see about that." The words sent a shiver down her spine—not of fear, but of something far more dangerous. As she turned to leave, her father's voice echoed behind her. "The wedding will be in two weeks. Prepare yourself." Outside the study, Alessia pressed her back against the wall, her chest heaving. The world she knew was collapsing, and in its place rose a future she didn't want—a future bound by blood, betrayal, and a man whose touch could destroy her. But as she stared out the window at the dark horizon, one thought burned in her mind. If this was her fate, she would face it on her own terms. And Damian Moretti would learn that the mafia princess was no one's pawn.