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I'm going to updating three 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

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?

Love didn’t save him. Obsession did. In Jinling, a city where money cleans blood and power replaces law, love is a weakness no one survives twice. Su Yishui learned that lesson early. Born into the prestigious Su family—respected conglomerates by day, silent criminal brokers by night—Yishui was raised to be flawless. Polite. Gentle. Accommodating. Every smile trained. Every emotion regulated. He was not taught to resist, only to endure. In Jinling, obedience is not submission—it is survival. Feng Yu was never meant to belong in Yishui’s world. He arrived at Jinling University with nothing but hunger and observation, a scholarship student among heirs and political weapons. While others inherited protection, Feng Yu learned quickly that the city only rewards those willing to become dangerous. He watched power move quietly through favors, marriages, silences. And he noticed Su Yishui—not for his beauty alone, but for the way he de-escalated violence with a smile, the way he absorbed cruelty without complaint. Feng Yu fell in love. But love, in Jinling, is a luxury for the powerful. Their connection grows in stolen moments and unspoken understanding—Yishui’s quiet gentleness, Feng Yu’s fierce attention. For a time, it almost feels possible. But Jinling notices everything. The Su family tightens its grip. Political alliances loom. A marriage is arranged. Feng Yu is marked as disposable—an outsider with no backing, no name worth protecting. When a criminal shipment disappears, Feng Yu is framed as the courier. What follows is silence. He disappears without trial, without investigation, without protest. Torture is implied, never witnessed. No rescue comes. Su Yishui obeys his parents. The city moves on. Feng Yu is left for dead. But obsession does not die easily. Rescued by Wei Hua—the patriarch of the Wei Syndicate, Jinling’s most feared criminal authority—Feng Yu is given a choice: vanish forever, or become something that can never be discarded again. Declared legally dead, stripped of his former identity, Feng Yu enters the underworld not as a victim, but as a weapon. The Red Room becomes his crucible. Not a place of spectacle, but of psychological domination, conditioning, and control. Here, Feng Yu learns that fear lasts longer than loyalty, and obedience is more reliable than love. He learns how power communicates—through silence, denial, restraint. Through choosing when not to hurt. By the time Feng Yu returns to Jinling, he is unrecognizable. Su Yishui is summoned to the Red Room under the guise of investigation. Bound, evaluated, stripped of status, Yishui comes face-to-face with a masked interrogator who knows him too well—his habits, his fears, his trained obedience. The voice is familiar. The cruelty precise. When the mask is finally removed, the revelation does not bring relief. It brings terror. Feng Yu does not ask for explanations. He does not want apologies. He does not offer forgiveness. He wants devotion and revenge.

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?

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

Idealistic, innocent, creative and sweet- Aurelia Blackwood is a writer obsessed with villains until she saw one staring down at her like a predator. She should run away from him, yet she stayed. Cold, calculating, possessive and dominant - Jayvion Carell is a villain, a storm in a suit. He'd never feared anything until her safety. She came into his world and now, he's forced to protect her. He'd break his every rule and burn the whole world for her if it means keeping her safe. "To the readers who fall for the villains. You're just as messed up as I am. That's it, little reader-- be a good girl and flip that page. Welcome to the obsession."

The universe hated me so much, it tossed me around, then dumped me straight into the arms of my father’s killer. — I thought I understood monsters. I grew up with them. I survived them. I swore I would kill the one who murdered my father and brothers. But when I finally found him, I failed. Dante Corsetti. Alpha. Mafia boss. The man who destroyed my family and dragged me into his house like a living trophy. He broke me apart until I didn’t know where my rage ended and his cruelty began. He said I was nothing. A prisoner. A reminder of everything he’d lost. A punishment for sins I never committed. Yet the longer I stayed, the more the world I thought I knew cracked open. The secrets about my bloodline, lies my father died with and a supernatural truth I should never have discovered. And in the middle of it all, a mate bond tied me to the monster I hated most. The goddess must be laughing because Dante is not the only one drawn to me. There were two others. Knox, who looked at me like I was the first good thing the goddess ever gave him. Reed, who claimed I was destined for him no matter who he had to fight. Three alphas. One impossible bond. And me, trapped between revenge, desire, and a fate dark enough to break every one of us. WARNING: 18+ Contains dark, and triggering themes some readers might find disturbing.

The night that was supposed to be the peak of my life became the night I lost everything. My step-sister Rose stole my achievements. My fiancé chose her over me. My father handed over the company I built with my own hands… to her. And when I finally walked away, broken and exhausted, Karl followed me home—drunk, furious, and ready to destroy what little I had left. One blow to the head was all it took to end Jenna Harvour. At least, that’s what the world was meant to believe. I didn’t die. I woke up drugged, half-conscious, and listening to people decide how to “dispose” of me. I heard Rose’s voice ordering my death to be written off as suicide. I heard doctors bargaining over my body. And when I was finally strong enough to open my eyes, I was greeted by a stranger’s face and a new name forced onto me: Jenna Lorance. They buried my old identity. They held a funeral with my name on it. And I was expected to disappear quietly into this new life they created. But the world doesn’t get rid of me that easily. My unexpected lifeline comes in the form of Damian Black—the heir to the largest mafia syndicate and the last person I ever thought would notice me. He shouldn’t care about a woman like me… yet he’s the only one who looks at me as if he can sense the truth beneath my new skin. Revenge is easy. Escaping him is not. Because once a man like Damian decides you’re his, he doesn’t let go—not even if the whole world believes you’re already dead. _________ Re-upload because I needed to fix first 6 chapters [Warning: Mature Context, R18+]

Since the treaty in the Beautiful Lands, the continent of Cartama had known peace for two hundred years. Or at least, that was the superficial story. Recently, whispers of war have returned, foretelling a dark future. Amid the changing times, Theon, leader of a criminal gang, loses his common sense upon meeting the Merlian group, who are on a mission to save the world. N/A: Sorry for bad english, i use a translator.

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.

    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.

On a winter night, Alina fled from death… only to find herself at the heart of a war she never chose. A shadowy pursuit, nameless men, and a tattoo bearing an ancient secret. Between forest and city, her path collides with Vladimir Volkonsky— a man who saves no one without a price, a mafia leader who knows how to protect… and how to destroy. Every step draws her closer to the truth, and every truth asks her one question: Is trust a salvation… or a trap? ــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــ His grip tightened even more—then suddenly stopped. His hands trembled. For the first time. He released her abruptly, turned away, taking two steps back, one hand raking violently through his hair as his chest rose and fell unevenly. “Damn it…” he muttered. “Damn you… and damn me.” Alina stared at him in disbelief. Vladimir Volkonsky—the man no one had ever seen lose control—was breathing like someone who had been stabbed in a place no armor could protect. “If you leave…” he said without turning around, “I won’t be able to control what I’ll do to them.” “And I’m leaving because you shouldn’t,” she replied calmly. She stepped closer, stopping just behind him. “I am not your burden. Not my father’s legacy. I am the turning point.” He turned slowly. His eyes were dark, burning with something dangerously close to fear. “If I lose you…” he said in a voice barely above a whisper, “I will burn everything to the ground.” She smiled sadly. “Then don’t lose me. Wait for me.” She walked past him and opened the door. And just before she stepped out, she said without looking back: “This war started because of me— and it will end by my decision.” *************** Vladimir Aleksandrovich volkonsky. Alina Rozlyakova.

I never imagined my life would take such an unexpected turn. I was always an ordinary, discreet, and predictable person. A college student majoring in economics, heir to a large company, and trapped in a monotonous routine, I never thought anything could truly change my fate. Everything begins when I start helping a few women at college and end up being pulled into a world of excess, desire, and dangerous choices. What was supposed to be nothing more than curiosity turns into a chaotic life filled with pleasure and complex relationships — a path with no return that would change who I am forever.

"New rule," he growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy. "From now on, you call me Daddy no matter what. You understand me?" I nod as much as his grip around my neck will allow, my pulse hammering against his palm. "Yes, Daddy." I obey. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Valentino, Raffaele, and Angelo, are the princes of Le Vipere Nere—the most feared Mafia family in Italy. I was just a stripper when Valentino first laid eyes on me. To him, I was supposed to be a fleeting distraction meant for nothing more than a night of passion and sin. But we became so much more. At first I was tangled only in his sheets until his brothers wanted a taste of me. Once they decided I was theirs, there was no escaping. Now I’m trapped between three Mafia heirs who don’t know how to share. They claim me. Worship me. And fuck me until I forget my own name. They make me crave the pain as much as the pleasure. They make me theirs—body, mind, and soul. But the truth is I’m living a lie, and when they discover my secret, this game of lust and obsession might end in blood. Welcome to a story of sin, power, and forbidden desire—where love and hate are separated by nothing more than a single heartbeat.

At first glance, this seems to be a story about a basketball player striving for the pinnacle of his career and invincibility. However, in reality, Ming You seeks victory not through traditional training and skill development, but through strategies, intrigues, injuries, violence, and murder. Ming You is willing to employ any means necessary to achieve his goal — becoming invincible and a talent in his field, namely basketball. In addition to the brutality required to secure victories, Ming You must contend not only with basketball teams but also with managers seeking maximum profit, as well as investigators and detectives, since murders cannot simply be ignored as Ming You would prefer.

Choi Yujun- born into power but cursed with a 'weakness'. The only son of the Choi family is born an omega, born an embarrassment to a bloodline of strong and pure alphas. At a party, a violent attack from a mutual enemy exposed Yujun’s secret in front of his family’s sworn enemy, Hwang Jaehyun, Yujun prepares for humiliation and blackmail, offering himself to be used by the Alpha in order to protect himself from his own family Instead of the humiliation...Hwang Jaehyun does the unthinkable... The rival who is supposed to destroy him, becomes his drug, his shield, his forbidden comfort. Together they fight to bring down the people who made Yujun bleed…together they bleed in the face of betrayals, trials and "Don't you realize? I'm a Choi, I am cursed and I am sick" Yujun says with deep angish, "then use me, Yujun-ah, use me like a drug" Jaehyun response came out raw and desperate, his alpha swearing it.

Being the fat, unwanted ugly duckling with no wolf would’ve been survivable. But the daily cruelty—from classmates at school and a vicious stepbrother at home—was too much for Anita to carry. One month before her eighteenth birthday, she steps in front of a speeding truck, ready to end it all. With her last breath, she curses the day she was born—relieved that death has finally set her free. Except… death doesn’t come. Instead, Anita wakes up in a different time. A different world. A different body. Same nightmare family. Before she can understand what’s happening, her stepbrother sells her off to settle his debt—handing her to the most ruthless Alpha Mafia King alive. A man feared across realms. A man who owns everything he touches. Including her. Trapped in the hands of a cold, merciless Alpha who plans to use her and never let her go, Anita’s new life spirals into violence, desire, and dark power plays. Survival becomes a daily battle. But fate isn’t done being cruel. Because the monster who owns her… is also her moon-given mate. Now Anita must choose: Submit to destiny, or rewrite it in blood.

When 11 years old assassin Redacted reincarnated with burning memories of the sweet, beloved sister who murdered their family seven years ago during the Great Depression . she crosses paths with a mercenary crew called Odd Jobs on a job gone wrong, she's one step closer to her singular obsession: killing Buffy, the military mafia boss who has no idea the sister she killed has come back

Carla and Julie, elite agents in a secret organization, are sent on impossible missions where every decision could be fatal. Between violent combat and complex intrigues, their bond turns into a dangerous and irresistible passion. Duty pushes them together, but every mission could be their last.