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Pregnant With The Mafia Lord's Heir After One Night

{MATURE. DARK ROMANCE, MAFIA, YOU KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT IN MAFIA! BLOOD, GORE, ASSUALT. THE ROMANCE ISN'T DARK BUT THE THEME IS DARK. BE WARNED!} His hand pressed flat against the door before I could pull it open, and the warmth of him at my back made every nerve in my body go completely still. "You are the mother of my child and you belong to me," he murmured against my ear, his voice so quiet that made me shiver, "and every breath you take on this island exists because I allow it." His hand moved from the door to my jaw, tilting my face up toward his with a gentleness that made me gulp. "So tell me, my beautiful wife — where exactly do you think you're going?" I had no answer and a knowing smile pulled on his lips. *** Elsie Miller’s simple life unravels the moment she discovers she is pregnant with no memory of how it happened. In a small town where reputation is worth more than truth, her parents choose to erase the scandal the only way they know how—by selling her to a man old enough to be her grandfather to settle a crushing debt she never knew they had. She had accepted her fate and was ready to endure the wedding, but before the vows could be spoken, the church doors burst open and Salvatore Vitale—the most feared Mafia Lord in the underworld, known only as The Saint—strode in, put a bullet in her groom’s head without breaking his stride, and told the priest to continue the ceremony. Then his dark eyes found hers across the blood-soaked aisle, and he spoke the words that rewrote her entire future. "I’ve been searching for you. Mother of my child." Taken to Salvatore’s private island, Elsie is thrust into a brutal empire built on blood oaths and ruthless power. To his enemies, The Saint is a whispered legend. To his empire, he is untouchable. But to Elsie, he is the stranger tied to a night she cannot remember, the father of her unborn child, and the dangerously possessive man who has claimed her as his own. Surrounded by those who see her as unworthy and a discarded fiancée who will stop at nothing to reclaim what she believes is rightfully hers, Elsie quickly learns that mercy does not exist in Salvatore’s world. Power is law, loyalty is enforced, and weakness is hunted without hesitation. force marriage Possessive mmc Captivity Pregnancy
Um_Royhan · 21.1k Views

Age of Layers

In a world where the chosen bear Divine Scars glowing outlines channeling infinite power leaked by Singular Beings humans forge abilities from that endless divine energy. One outline: Lightlinger. Two: Lightrozer. Their strength is bound to one or two domains, dictated by which Divine's energy flows through their scar. However, some only have an outline, with no scar. But the world is never fair. Those not chosen, driven by envy, turn to a darker path. They become Darkens killing and absorbing finite souls through cursed artifacts called Ghost Vaults. Unlike the limited Lights, Darkens craft unpredictable, often fatal abilities from stolen life essence. Souls are finite, and the hunt never ends. The vastness of existence holds boredom in some corners… and alongside it, curiosity guiding everything. Age of Layers dives into the hearts of broken souls where guilt never fades, promises warp lives, and fragile bonds are the only defiance against an indifferent cosmos. It asks one question: What are humans? What to expect : Multiple shifting POVs and perspectives (the story moves fluidly between characters in a mosaic style) Slow-burn psychological dark fantasy focused on human nature, lies, trauma, and coping mechanisms Complex, flawed characters with deep inner contradictions and realistic emotional struggles Themes of indifference, rewritten reality, and “what are humans?” under pressure Non-linear mosaic storytelling with frequent scene shifts, flashbacks, and quiet horror Gradual escalation from intimate family drama and personal fractures to larger cosmic events No traditional heroes or fast power fantasy — the real conflict is internal and systemic Discord: https://discord.gg/3jUR673eXW
FAMILIAR · 44.4k Views

Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas)

“Alpha Troy! Over here!” I yelled, raising my hand for help. I was under attack by a monster while saving my mates. The four of them heard me cry out as the creature clawed me and slammed me against the wall. “Help me!” I gasped, but their attention shifted when a soft cry came from the other side. It was Oriana, the gentle princess and a warrior, a combination most men lusted after. But not my mates. They were in my troupe, my friends, my lovers. We shared a bed, a bond. I knew they would save me. “Ohhh! I’m going to die,” she whimpered again, though she could have stood up easily. The monster’s focus was on me. “Yorick!” I screamed, reaching for another of my mates, struggling to escape, my leg tangled in silver chains. My mates looked at me and then at her—and I saw it. The shine of love in their eyes. In a heartbeat, they ran to her. My heart slowed. Tears welled up. Oriana had warned me: when it came down to it, they would choose her. She told me they only used me to pass time in the dorm room because I agreed for gangbang while other she-wolves did not. And now, right before my eyes, they were leaping into battle—for her. “We’ll come back for you, don’t worry,” Haiden shouted, as if that erased the betrayal. At that moment, the monster turned back to me. And I knew there would be no saving me. So I prayed they’d live long enough to regret their choice. --- Clementine had spent her life as the insufferable daughter of an alpha—tough, rebellious, and uninterested in love, especially in a world where male wolves were allowed multiple mates. Tired of her attitude, her stepmother forced her into an academy built to train fighters against deadly monsters. On her first day, Clementine was shocked to find her roommates were the worst people from her past: -Alpha Yorick, her bitter ex-boyfriend -Alpha Troy, her ex–best friend who believed she betrayed him -Alpha Haiden, the bully who had made her life hell -And Alpha Ian, her former cellmate who thought she manipulated him into punishment They all seemed to want revenge. But when they fought side by side on the battlefield, something strange happened–Clementine felt a mate bond with all of them. At first, things turned steamy. Hatred became desire. Tension turned into passion. But then, Clementine saw the truth: when it came down to it, they would always choose someone else over her. To them, she had only ever been a distraction, a toy to share and throw away.
AlexisDee · 1.4m Views