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"You smell like milk... and my scent." Damon Storm, the ruthless Alpha King, pinned her against the wall, his eyes burning gold. "Where have you been hiding my pups?" Lyra smirked, coldly pressing a hidden Glock against his ribs. "You have the wrong person, Alpha." Before he could growl, a red laser dot settled right between his eyes. A five-year-old boy stood in the doorway, holding a custom-made plasma pistol. His eyes flashed the same gold as Damon's. "Step away from my mommy, old man," the boy warned with a smirk. "Or I'll show you why they call her the Shadow Lord." Six years ago, she was the rejected, pregnant exile. Now, she returns as the world's most feared arms dealer. Her plan was simple: get the cure for her father and leave. But she didn't count on one thing—her three genius triplets hacking into the Alpha King's security system... just to order pizza.

I was just trying to survive my toxic family when I had the hottest one-night stand of my life. Then I found out he's my new stepbrother. And a mafia don. Demetrio DeLeon is dangerous, controlling, and completely off-limits. He's also the only man who's ever made me feel alive. Every stolen touch is forbidden. Every heated glance could destroy us both. But when his enemies come for me, I discover I'm not just some college dropout caught in the crossfire. I'm the missing daughter of the Russian Bratva's most feared pakhan. The girl whose kidnapping twenty years ago started a bloody war between two mafia empires. And now that war is back, with me at the center. Demetrio says he'll burn the world down before he lets me go. My biological brother Alexei wants to take me home to Russia. And I'm caught between two families, two worlds, and a love so consuming it might just kill us all. Some secrets are worth dying for. This one might cost me everything.

When a young woman is taken as collateral for her father’s debt to Los Angeles’ most notorious crime family, she is forced into a marriage designed to control her. Instead, she forges an unexpected bond

Russia Novel Bangladesh novel Author’s Note21+ Ninel Nastasya Anna (Writer Oriniska) This is the final chapter of The Fate of the Shadow. Due to account limitations, I am unable to officially mark this story as “Completed” on Webnovel. However, I want all my readers to know—this is truly the end of the journey for these characters. Their story ends here. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading, supporting, and staying with this story until the very last word. I hope their fate, choices, and shadows remain with you long after the final chapter. — Author Anna ⚠️ Age Advisory (21+) This story is intended for readers aged 21 and above. It contains adult themes, intense emotional conflict, dark elements, violence, and psychological tension. Please read responsibly and at your own discretion. Copyright Notice © 2025–2028, Ninel Nastasya Anna Orinska. All rights reserved. The Fate of the Shadow is an original work by Ninel Nastasya Anna. No part of this story may be reproduced, copied, translated, distributed, or transmitted in any form without prior written permission from the author, except for brief quotations used in reviews or other non-commercial purposes permitted by law. Written & Illustrated by: Ninel Nastasya Anna Orinska Languages: Bengali, English, Russian First Edition: 2028 Story Overview — The Fate of the Shadow Alia is a brave and intelligent woman carrying deep secrets hidden within her family and true identity. Her search for truth leads her into dangerous missions, covert operations, and a world shrouded in shadows. Along the way, she encounters Viktor—a mysterious man shaped by a dark, violent past. Their collision sparks a complex relationship—built on trust, betrayal, desire, and conflict. Together, they navigate a brutal underworld where loyalty is tested, love becomes a weapon, and survival comes at the highest price. Genres & Themes Dark Romance Dual Lives & Secret Missions Action, Thriller & Adventure Mafia & Criminal Underworld Royal Bloodlines & Traditions Betrayal & Revenge Drug Trade & Dark Networks Intense Chemistry & Psychological Conflict Power Struggles & Control Loyalty vs Duty Character Profile — Alia Skills Summary Alia is a highly trained operative and versatile warrior, excelling in physical, psychological, and technological combat. Martial Arts Expertise: Taekwondo, Krav Maga, Jiu-Jitsu, advanced hand-to-hand combat. Weapons Mastery: Expert in sniper rifles, handguns, submachine guns (SMGs), and specialized firearms with exceptional precision. Psychological Warfare: Skilled at destabilizing opponents through manipulation, mental tactics, and strategic deception. Technology & Cyber Espionage: Proficient in hacking, encryption bypass, cybersecurity infiltration, drone operation, and covert surveillance.Character Profile — Viktor Skills Summary Viktor is a highly skilled operative and strategic enforcer, shaped by a dark, violent past and honed in covert operations and criminal underworld networks. He excels in psychological manipulation, combat strategy, and high-stakes intelligence missions. Combat Expertise: Master in hand-to-hand combat, Krav Maga, close-quarter tactics, and disarming opponents. Exceptional skill in firearms, including sniper rifles, assault rifles, pistols, and specialized tactical weapons. Psychological Warfare: Adept at destabilizing targets through intimidation, deception, and mental manipulation. Expert in reading opponents’ behavior and exploiting weaknesses. Intelligence & Covert Operations: Skilled in surveillance, counter-surveillance, infiltration, and extraction missions. Proficient in cybersecurity, hacking, encryption bypass, and covert communication techniques. Strategic Leadership: Capable of planning high-risk missions, manipulating power dynamics, and controlling outcomes. Operates in morally gray areas where loyalty, survival, and control are constantly tested.

In a debt-crushed rural corner of China, jade miner Li Wei drowns under crushing loans: 12.8 million won in personal debt and a staggering 165.8 million won family curse stretching back six generations. Hounded by four ruthless loan sharks and six mafia-connected gangs demanding monthly blood money, he scrapes by smuggling tiny jade fragments from brutal 12-hour mine shifts. One desperate night, after selling everything he owns to meet a payment and still arriving two minutes late, enforcers beat him to the edge of death. As life fades on a filthy alley street, an ancient jade-bound system awakens inside him—granting supernatural sight through solid rock and uncanny 999+ luck in uncovering priceless jade veins.

[Warning: Explicit Mature Content R-18+ | Russian Mafia | Werewolf] Andrea was a normal girl with a normal plan: finish nursing school, pay her bills, and keep her head down. But "normal" died the moment she found a mountain of a man bleeding out in a dark alley. Viktor Volkov wasn't just a Russian mobster with a body made of ink and iron—he was a nightmare in a tailored suit. She thought she was being a hero when she stitched his wounds. She didn't realize she was touching an Alpha. When she pulled the silver bullet from his muscle, she didn't just save a life—she witnessed a transformation that shattered her reality. Viktor isn't human. He’s the Pakhan of the Volkov Circle, a pack of lethal, predatory shifters who rule the underbelly of society. And now that she’s seen the beast, he can’t let her go. Kidnapped and dragged to a secluded dacha in the heart of the Siberian winter, Andrea is a ghost in a gilded cage. She is a normal girl trapped in a supernatural den, surrounded by wolves who can smell her fear—and her arousal. Viktor is cold, possessive, and used to absolute submission. He wants to tame the sassy nurse who treats his "commands" like jokes. He wants to mark her, knot her, and claim her as his mate. Andrea wants her life back. She wants to be anywhere but under the heavy, pulsing heat of a monster who won't take "no" for an answer. But in the silence of the Siberian nights, the "House Rules" become a game of pleasure and pain. From silk ties to the brutal reality of the wolf's knot, Viktor is determined to prove that while her mind might hate him, her body belongs to the Pack. She was trained to heal. He was born to hunt. And he’s finally found the only prey worth keeping. #Possessive #Werewolf #BDSM #Mafia #R18 #WeakToStrong #SassyFL #Dub-Con #NoRape

Angel Salvatore was the adopted son of the previous boss of the Genovese Mafia Family. After becoming the Don, he took the Genovese Mafia Family to new heights, eliminated their competition, and set them on the path to generational success. But just as things seemed to be going great, he was murdered by the jealous children of the previous boss. Yet, instead of ending up in the afterlife, he ended up in the body of Caellum Emberlin, the youngest prince of the King of Emberlin, who died unjustly and was filled with resentment. Apologetic to the person whose body he took over and thankful for a chance to live again, Angel vows to achieve all of his dreams and, in the process, prevents the destruction of the world and figures out why he was giving this new lease of life.

What happened the moment Yuri vanished from Drew’s house, blood staining his hands? Jay-jay’s world shatters into silence and guilt. Keifer burns with unspoken love and rage he can’t control. Section E’s unbreakable barkada starts cracking under secrets that refuse to stay buried. From midnight searches and heartbreaking confessions to kidnappings, comas, and betrayals that cut deeper than any knife — this is the extreme emotional storm fans have waited for. JayFer endgame. No forgiveness comes easy. No one escapes unscathed. Fan continuation after Chapter 386 (Checkmate). Inspired by eatmore2behappy’s original. Not official. Heavy angst → heart-wrenching comfort → ultimate healing. Buckle up.

[ MATURE CONTENT WARNING (18+) ] After getting divorced from her husband, the man her family sold her off to, Roseanne found out that she was pregnant. The worst part? The child wasn’t his. The night she caught her husband cheating on her with her sister, on the very bed that was supposed to be theirs, her heart shattered into pieces and she ran out crying like an idiot. Roseanne ended up in a hotel bar she had never been to before. And that was where she met Czar Nikolai Romano. He was… devastatingly handsome, dangerously composed, and the kind of man women whispered about in daydreams and warnings alike. There were plenty of red flags screaming at her that he was someone she shouldn’t get involved with. But fueled by heartbreak and betrayal, she bravely took the drink he offered. Now, four years later, a tiny carbon copy of the man she spent one reckless night with ran around her house clutching toy cars in his little hands. Roseanne thought her life had ended the moment she found out she was pregnant, but it turns out, Kaden became the only joy she lives to protect. She must protect her son. From Czar, who was obsessed with making them his. From Galen, the ex-husband who apparently wanted her back. And from the dangers of a world she never knew existed. Or maybe, she was already part of it all along. — “Mister, don’t flirt with Mommy!” Czar froze. “I don’t want a baby brother!” Roseanne flushed bright red. “Kaden!”

[Warning R18+ Mature Content] In her previous life, Aria was the devoted fiancée of Lucas, the golden boy of the entertainment industry. She gave him her resources, her fame, and her heart, only to be betrayed. He cheated on her with her "innocent" stepsister, Bella, stole her inheritance, and left her to die in a cold mental hospital. When Aria opens her eyes again, she is back in the hotel room on the night she was drugged and ruined. But this time, she doesn't run into the trap. Instead, she stumbles into the forbidden penthouse suite—and into the arms of Damien, the terrifying tycoon and Lucas's uncle who holds the entire city in his grasp. He is dangerous, ruthless, and plagued by a violent, agonizing nerve disorder that drives him to the brink of madness. No doctor can cure him... except Aria. Seeing a chance for the ultimate revenge, Aria suppresses her fear and presses her thumb against the lethal pressure point on his neck. "Mr. Damien, I can stop the pain. In exchange… marry me." From rejected fiancée to the untouchable "Little Aunt," Aria uses her new status and medical mastery to crush her enemies in the showbiz world, all while managing a contract marriage that is quickly becoming dangerously real. *** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

[Male Protagonist] [Venom] [Symbiote Family] [Ghost Rider] [Suspended Ring] [AllSpark] [Death Note] [Slice of Life] [Monogamy] [Peaky Blinders Character Setting—No Canon Plot] Standing before you are: The Minister for Magic of Britain, Hermione Granger. Chief Manager of the Gringotts Main Branch, Gemma Farley. President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Theodore Shelby. High Priest of Egyptian Funerary Rites, Ramos Timayat. Chairman of the Sacred Twenty-Eight Council, Draco Malfoy. Head of the International Auror Office, Neville Longbottom. Secret supporters of the Shelby family: Gellert Grindelwald and Tom Riddle. They are refined, selfish, arrogant, and narcissistic. They are cunning actors, masters of manipulation in the game of power, wealth, and fame. They control elections, play both sides, and rule the world from the shadows. They are Slytherins. They are the Shelby inner circle. They are the true rulers of this world. They pledge loyalty to violence, dictatorship, madness, and glory— To the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, Tiger Shelby! BANG! “I declare you—guilty!” Criminal: Bloody hell, you haven’t even held a trial yet!!! Tiger: Is it really necessary? Ps: Kids grow up, and so do gangsters in suits. Early chapters: pure gangster style; later: gangsters in suits. Full-on mafia vibes, explicit language directly translated into English—thanks for your support! Also known as: “The Proud Godfather and His Sweetheart’s Hogwarts Chronicles”

*Content Warning – This is a dark romance. Some dialogue is intentionally raw, and certain situations will be intense.* Cixi McLore had been born ordinary. Her parents were killed, and the life that followed turned into a slow, unending hell. Lonely, traumatised, and ground down by constant abuse, she could no longer find a reason to keep living. And that single thought, became her curse. And that curse took the shape of Cassian Crown — a billionaire mafia king, whose power in the mortal world was only a shadow of what he truly was. He is not gentle. He is not kind. And he is certainly not safe.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

Back in 1960s Hollywood, Connor Hauser woke up to find himself a wounded vet lying in a hospital bed. To continue being a soldier was impossible… Afterwards, he witnessed the rise of the New Wave of Hollywood, when America's entertainment industry began to dominate around the world and the Blockbuster were barely invented. The vortex of desire for money and power, the close relationship between Hollywood, Wall Street and Washington... Most importantly the 1960s was full of beauties and money! Follow the director/media mogul path, he will invest in Media, Theme Parks and Videogames.

Sold in a secret underground auction to the highest bidder, Jade Anderson braces herself to be claimed by a man twice her age, until a single, earth-shattering bid slices through the room and silences every voice. Purchased for a price no one dares to challenge, she is delivered not to a faceless buyer, but to the most feared man in the criminal underworld, a ruler whose empire is built on blood, secrets, and absolute control. Escape was plausible, but why would she run off now that she was under the same roof as the man who killed her father?

Revenge opened the door for him. But what he crossed was far more dangerous. Lars Braun, who had a normal life, suddenly found himself in the darkest corners of the world and discovered the most unimaginable things.

[Sorry the cover title got some problem I'll change it soon] Kaisen Kingsley, a ruthless German-Italian Mafia heir, arrives in Macau for a high-stakes weapons deal. After pocketing $500,000, the arrogant playboy seeks a night of local indulgence. He meets the enchanting Liao Ping, unaware she is actually Zhao Liao Ping—a brilliant 20-year-old IT grifter. Using her charms to drug his wine, Liao Ping waits for Kaisen to collapse before hacking his accounts and draining his fortune. She vanishes, leaving Kaisen humiliated and penniless. Furious and fascinated by her audacity, Kaisen cancels his return to Italy, vowing to hunt down the girl who finally outsmarted a Kingsley.

A maid’s life is lived in the shadows. A Queen’s life is written in blood. Vespera was a ghost in the Valerius Estate—invisible, disposable, and safe. That safety shattered the moment Malphas Valerius, the brutal Mafia Vampire King, looked at her and decided she belonged to him. No courtship. No choice. With a ring forced onto her finger and a vow sealed in ancient blood, Vespera is traded from a life of service to a life of gilded torment. To the underworld, she is the new Vampire Queen. To Malphas, she is simply his latest acquisition. He does not love; he owns. And he keeps his treasures under a suffocating shroud of silk and violence. But the King is hiding a monster in his cellar. Chained beneath the mansion’s cold stone floors is Caspian Thalassar—a captured Werewolf Alpha intended to be broken. He was supposed to be a trophy of war, yet the moment Vespera enters his cell, the predator awakens. She is not his mate. She is not his destiny. But she is the only thing that makes his heart beat again. Caspian can smell the lie in her veins. He can feel the power radiating off her skin. Malphas didn't marry a maid; he trapped a power in a birdcage. In a palace built on cruelty, Vespera is the match. Between a King who wants her soul and an Alpha who wants her blood, she must decide: Will she wear the crown, or will she burn the empire to the ground?