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"Luca, please…" she cried. "You need to see who the devil really is. And decide if you want me that way," he said. "Because this is who I am. You either accept it or reject it." Luca's hand reached for a knife from the array of tools spread meticulously on the desk. "I wanted to prolong his suffering…" he murmured. "Luca…" she whispered. "But since this is a show and tell…" Without a pause, he cut the rope holding Inferi's wrists, letting the man drop heavily to the floor with a thud that made the room shudder. Inferi's eyes, wide with terror, flicked to Vee as his body twisted weakly under the weight of his injuries. "This isn't one of those times when you ask me to let someone go, I am going to kill him right here." "You have two choices," he continued. "Walk away right now, and I will accept that you will never accept who I am. Or stay and watch me kill him, to prove to me that you accept all of me, that you want all of me." "God, please, Luca, don't do this." Behind Luca, Inferi struggled weakly on the floor. Luca looked only at her. "It's simple, Vee. I am giving you a choice. I don't have a gun to your head, now, do I? Are you ashamed of who I am, or do you accept who I am?" "It's not so simple!" Vee yelled. "You're asking me to stand here while you take a life." "I will count to ten." He gestured with the knife toward the steel door behind her. "There is the door. Here is me." "Jesus!" Vee bit down on her lower lip. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Jesus Christ!" "One…" "Two…" She stepped toward him. "Three…" "I'm not running." She moved closer. "I will not run. I will stay." "Four…" Vee drew in a shaky breath, steadying herself against the tidal wave inside her. "I meant what I said last night. I said I love you. I meant it. But don't subject me to this. It will not change how I feel about you. It won't." She stepped even closer, until the knife hovered inches from her hip. "But it will most definitely change me." She swallowed hard. "If you make me stand here and watch this, you are not testing my love. You are reshaping me into something I may never recognize again." Her hands came up slowly and pressed against his chest. "I love the man who protects. The man who terrifies everyone else but holds me like I matter." Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. "I know what you are. I accept what you are. But do not ask me to become it." "Five…" Luca moved behind Inferi now, the knife hovering at his throat. Vee's feet rooted to the floor, the edge of Luca's jacket gripped tightly in her fists. Her eyes, brimming with tears locked onto his, daring him to see, really see, what she was becoming in his presence. "Six…" he continued. He held the knife steady against Inferi's skin, a cold, absolute line of judgment, waiting. And in that pause, Luca realized a part of him wanted her to run, desperately. He wanted her to bolt, to retreat from this room of blood and fear, because maybe, just maybe, if she ran, he would see the futility of the obsession clawing at him from the inside. "Seven…" he murmured. "Eight…" "Nine…" Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall.

In one year, the world will be turned upside down. Do whatever you want with this information… Having been taught from a young age to follow in the footsteps of his father, a respected Mafia Leader, Ryan knew the world was about to change, he could feel it in his guts before anyone else. So when he got his hands on the Alpha Helmet. The only Full-Dive VR device that had escaped the control of its creators. He didn’t think twice before diving into that Unnamed Game. Thus, he became the first and only Alpha player, a position that came with unique benefits, such as a coveted Mythical Legacy Skill capable of changing classes and even granting other abilities at will, as well as a powerful Legendary Race. The only problem is that the Alpha Helmet was never finished and almost always glitches… and then there’s the poor girl he saved, who ended up becoming disturbingly obsessed with him. Getting into the game is easy, getting out, not so much.

A soul was employed by a higher being to help him manage his world. How will our protagonist live her life to the fullest while also fulfilling her new duties? I don't own Naruto. I adjusted the story to my liking. English is not my main language so don't bother about grammar mistakes too much. If you guys want to read advanced chapters go to my Patreon account. patreon.com/Nauty_Manu

Lirien escaped a forced marriage only to end up trapped on a luxury spaceship where Omegas are banned by law. He thought he was invisible, until he was caught by the most feared man in the galaxy: Captain Vael Korren. ​Vael is supposed to turn him in, but one smell of Lirien’s scent changes everything. When Lirien’s heat hits unexpectedly, the Captain is forced to choose: obey the laws of the fleet, or claim the Omega as his own. In a ship full of predators, Vael must hide Lirien in the shadows and protect him from the crew’s dark desires. But as Lirien begins to crave the Captain’s touch, he realizes the most dangerous place on the ship might be the Captain’s arms. “I know,” Lirien said, voice shaking. “We just met… and part of me is scared. But the heat… it’s so strong. All I can think about is how empty I feel. I just want… I need something inside me. Please.” Will Vael ruin him? Or will their dangerous secret set the stars on fire? 18+ Omegaverse • Explicit knotting • Heat/rut • Possessive Alpha • Begging Omega • Public risk.

This is a series of Harry Potter characters x my original characters and you the reader! In a whole wizarding world full of characters, you may find different kinds of relationship dynamics! Feel free to bookmark this novel so you'll get an instant notification once I release a new update. Enjoy some simple dialogue interaction spoilers below⁠♡ "Hey, new girl, so I heard you're single?" "Don't. Unless you want a direct sterilization from me, future potential butt lord." "Wow, such venom. Correction, it's present." "Correction again, it's delusional."---Mattheo Riddle and Frolava(OC) "Alright brats, listen up. Today's class, we ain't doing funny spells to defend against dark arts." "Avada Keda ---" *GUN SHOT* "We finish it before it finishes us."---Professor Wolfgang Lockhowls(OC) and his DADA class "DETENTION--! You WILL write "I am worthless" 100 times with this qill, mister.......?" "Rodolfo. Professor Umbridge, are you sure you are qualified for teaching with dementia?" "OH...you INSOLENT PRAT!!" "If I am insolent, then you must be contumacious to even think that you can use the blood quill on a student. Come on, Umbridge, you can do better than using a blood quill or imprisoning." "Oh, what are you going to do about it, whine and cry for the headmaster to believe you?" "Worse. May Dumbledore forgive you, but I won't. Cruico."---Umbridge and Aiden Fenrir Rodolfo(OC) "History magic is fun students, trust me." "Do you know? Ha, I was there when I taught transfiguration to Voldemort. He was supposed to transform a rabbit into a jade cup. You know what he did? Little Riddle thought it was funny to make killing spells instead, and then I sent him straight to detention and gave him a D. Pathetic. he didn't even clean up the room afterwards."---Professor Xian Yi (OC) and his history of magic class "Oh, she's just a weak little Hufflepuff, what possibly can she----" "PURIFIX---!!!!" "........ Merlin's pants....did she just wipe out the entire army of Death Eaters with some kind of light pollution spell?" "What in the name of Salazar.....did she create this spell?" "Whatever that thing is, I think we're screwed up big for messing with her, mate."---Aurelia Mianovell(OC) and the Slytherin boys

Abused and thrown away in a container, Mallory, eighteen years old, thinks that this is it; this is how her life is ending and what a tragic life it has been. But fate isn't done with her yet. Hunter Brown, a low-life gangster, is passing by an alleyway when he is alerted by the cries from a rolled-up carpet thrown in a container. She told him to let her die, but he decided to save her life. This is a novel about generations of secrets of the Wraith family being unfolded and an abused and broken girl who has to run for her life while trying to heal and start over. ________________________________________ Mallory walked into the dayroom, balancing a stack of dirty plates in her hands, each step echoing heavily on the floor. Seizing the moment, an uninterested Calvin Wraith decided to trip her as she passed by his seat, where he was engrossed in playing Snake on his phone. With a loud crash, Mallory stumbled and fell, sending the plates crashing to the ground and scattering everywhere. The commotion caught Mrs. Wraith's attention, and she rushed into the room, fuming with anger at the chaos. "Stupid girl!" Mrs. Wraith scolded and placed a hard slap across Mollory's face. With ringing ears and burning tears in her eyes, Mallory took a deep breath, striving to keep her voice steady as she pleaded, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Wraith. I'll clean this up right away." Lowering her gaze, she could hear Calvin snickering from the sofa, a smug grin on his face. "Yes, you will. I expect this room to be spotless in under an hour," Mrs. Wraith snapped, shoving Mallory aside before storming out. "Why did you do that?" Mallory asked, her voice strained as she looked up at Calvin after Mrs. Wraith had closed the door. Calvin stood up and moved closer, stopping just inches away from the frightened Mallory.

A dark, seductive tale of secrets, power, and the woman who rules them all. By day, Sabrina Rodriguez is the charming owner of a quaint little bakery, blending sugar and spice like any ordinary woman. But by night, she becomes Lucifer, the most feared, untouchable mafia boss who commands a criminal empire with brutal precision. Her enemies whisper his name in fear, but no one knows the truth: Lucifer is a woman. With her identity a secret and her past buried deep, Sabrina walks a razor-thin line between sweetness and savagery. Only one man knows who she really is, Sebastián Montgomery, a billionaire with a tarnished reputation and a dangerous past that binds them. When his crumbling business forces him to propose a contract marriage, Sabrina agrees but not just for love but for something more. But the real danger is closing in. Sebastián’s identical twin, Detective Xavier Montgomery, is hellbent on bringing Lucifer down. Smart, relentless, and unknowingly hunting the woman his brother is falling deeper in love with, Xavier will stop at nothing to unmask the ghost king ruling the city’s underworld. As love, loyalty, and identity collide, Sabrina must protect her secret at all costs… But when the mask slips, who will survive the woman behind it? "You think the devil wears horns? No, darling, she wears red lipstick, heels, and your fate is in her fucking hands."

Virelia bleeds chrome and secrets. In the city of neon wings and dying gods, a half-fairy, half-machine fugitive named Elaris Vein is being hunted by the very syndicates that destroyed her family. When fate collides her path with Kael Dravien, mafia prince of the Obsidian House, their alliance is as volatile as the sparks between them. He doesn’t believe in fairies. She doesn't trust humans. But survival forces them into a war neither fully understands. As circuits glow and loyalties fracture, ancient tech-magic stirs—awakening AI twins, illusion-weaving rivals, and a betrayal that could collapse the world order. Love is dangerous. Revenge is coded. And wings—no matter how broken—always return. A neon-drenched tale of betrayal, mafia romance, cyber-fairies, and a kiss that starts a war.

In a brutal world where power, desire, and betrayal collide, several lives become dangerously entangled around a secret empire built on violence and spectacle. After a devastating betrayal, Jack Morrison loses everything—his marriage, his sense of identity, and nearly his life. Broken but determined to survive, Jack rebuilds himself in the shadows, an underground club where wealthy elites indulge in forbidden games of sex, violence, and dominance. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Release Schedule: 1 Chapter/Day Mon-Fri 12:30pm est. Free Access to Character Illustrations: https://www.patreon.com/PrinceBlack

"The more you run, the deeper I sink into the madness of needing you, My Rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room. His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding. He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night, or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant. The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while, and now the hunt begins, sweetheart. There is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.

★DARK ROMANCE★ ^WARNING 18+,^ In a world dominated by organized crime and ruthless power struggles, a tangled web of trauma, revenge, and forbidden passion unfolds. Katya Volkov, the stunning but vulnerable daughter of the Russian Mafia's feared right-hand man, has endured a childhood of unrelenting brutality and neglect. Growing up, Katya was repeatedly tormented by her father's resentment, leaving her emotionally shattered and unloved. However, Katya's life was about to take a much darker turn. Romeo Salvatore, a name that was both feared and respected, emerged from the shadows. His traumatic past has left an indelible mark on his soul, rendering him cold and detached. Seeking retribution, Romeo launches a daring invasion of the Volkov's heavily guarded estate. He captures both Katya and her abusive father, subjecting them to merciless torture. Convinced of Katya's complicity in her father's heinous crimes, Romeo executes her father and condemns Katya to a life of hellish slavery. Yet, as time passes, the boundaries between captor and captive begin to blur. Katya and Romeo find themselves inexorably drawn into a forbidden bond, igniting a fiery passion that threatens to consume them both. Torn between his thirst for revenge and his burgeoning desire for Katya, Romeo is forced to confront the darkness within himself, would he be consumed by lust, passion and possibly love or would he stay loyal with his beliefs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~This story is an enemies to lover type so don't expect all fluff and rainbows. ~Weak to strong female ~ML is ruthless, don't expect him to be a saint. ~No rape ~humours, laugher, tears and blush. ~ And lastly, this story is not for the weak hearted~

I was sold to a monster, but I became a widow before the wedding night even began. Don Gio died in our bridal suite, leaving me untouched and terrified. I thought I was free... until the door burst open. Enter Nico Ferrante, the exiled heir and ruthlessly handsome devil who hated his father... and was now, my stepson. With a gun pointed at my head, I told the only lie that could save me from being executed as a gold-digger: "Don't shoot! I’m pregnant with the heir!" Nico didn't pull the trigger. Instead, he cornered me, stripping my soul bare with his dark eyes. He leaned in, his hot breath ghosting over my neck, and whispered the secret that should have killed me: "My father was impotent, little liar... Or should I say... step-mother?" But he didn't expose me. Instead, he offered a wicked arrangement. The Mafia Council demands an heir to prevent a war? Fine. He will give me one. Now, I am trapped in a golden cage, playing the grieving widow by day and submitting to my stepson’s dark demands by night. It’s a business transaction... But why does his touch set my body on fire? We are committing the ultimate sin for a crown of blood. But what happens when the lie becomes real?

To escape a poisonous snake, Milo Hartley must beg a lion to save him. “Milo, crawl here. Show him who you belong to!” _Nero Hartley “Well, stay still. Be a big boy, for once. Tell him who you will choose.” _Salvatore Portello, looking at Milo, who sat on his lap, his large hand gripping Milo’s hip possessively. *** Milo is cursed. Since he was seven years old, he has seen the exact day people will die. After his family died in an accident he predicted, he was sold to the Hartley family as an omen of bad luck. For thirteen years, he lived as a toy for the sadistic Nero Hartley, enduring constant humiliation. Now, Nero is trading him to Salvatore Portello, a ruthless Mafia boss who just killed his own uncle to take the throne. To escape Nero’s obsession, Milo risks everything. He kneels before Salvatore and begs for protection. Milo doesn’t know which is more dangerous: the snake or the lion. But now, both have claimed him. One with a dark obsession, the other with a lethal protection. ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ What to expect: -R18+ -Graphic violence and humiliation in the early chapters and recur throughout the story. -Sweet and dark romance between our leads. -Kink: BDSM play mostly consensual. -Smut, explicit adult content that is part to the plot.

Phoebe Fortunata. She had it all, the face of an angel, a business empire, and wealth that could buy the world. Yet, none of it could save her from the shattered heart. The man she loved, the one she built from nothing, repaid her with the ultimate betrayal. Driven by a desperate need to feel numb, Phoebe flees to Europe. At an Exclusive Club, drowned in the haze of expensive alcohol, she loses control. In her self destruction, she falls into the arms of a man who breathes absolute power. A night of reckless passion was supposed to be her escape, but she never thought her attempt to be free would instead open the gates to a burning golden cage. To Raymond, women were of no interest. They were mere shadows, bodies and lusts to be bought and discarded at will. But Phoebe is a wildfire he can’t extinguish. His obsession deepens when he discovered the fact that Phoebe is carrying his heir. "I don't love you, bastard! What kind of world can you possibly offer me? I already have everything!" "I could burn the world if you make me jealous. Take care of my baby in your womb, and your life will be under my absolute protection!" "I don't care about this baby, let alone you! You are both a mistake!" "You are mine forever, Princess!" Now, Phoebe is trapped in the cage of a man whose hands are stained with blood and whose arrogance knows no bounds. The further she runs, the deeper she sinks into Raymond's dangerous world, until a shocking secret surfaces. Will Phoebe fall in love with a devil like Raymond or will she burn in the golden cage she lit? Or perhaps … will a miracle arrive in the form of a peaceful love from another man?

Journee, an NYPD officer and Archer, an FBI agent are after a common mafia boss, but they don’t know it. They cross each other’s path at every corner and involuntarily destroy each other chances to make a case against him. Each unknowingly keeps sabotaging the other. If they get a chance, they will kill each other. Finally, they decide to work together to put him behind bars and… fall in love.

[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.

SOLD TO THE DEVIL Daniella Montenegro has spent her entire life paying for sins that were never hers. Her mother’s death. Her father’s failures. Her brother’s reckless choices. At twenty, she dances under neon lights each night just to keep food on the table for a family that has never protected her in return. When the man she was meant to marry disappears on their wedding day, Daniella believes humiliation is the worst fate waiting for her. She is wrong. By nightfall, her father’s gambling debts come due, and desperate men make desperate bargains. To settle what he owes, he offers the only thing he has left of value. His daughter. Blindfolded and delivered like payment, Daniella is taken to the secluded estate of Santiago Torres Mendoza, a man whispered about in business circles and feared everywhere else. Powerful, controlled, and mercilessly private, Santiago is not a man who explains his decisions, only enforces them. Daniella arrives with nothing: no freedom, no allies, and no way to escape. And she carries a secret of her own. Two months pregnant with a child whose father she cannot name, she is forced to sign a contract that claims her body, her future, and her unborn child. Survival becomes her only goal as she is pulled into Santiago’s dangerous world of luxury negotiations, shadowed alliances, and corruption powerful enough to erase lives without consequence. But everything changes the moment Santiago truly looks at her. Because Daniella Montenegro has her mother’s face, the face of the woman he lost twenty-three years ago. A woman whose disappearance left wounds that time never healed and secrets buried deep enough to destroy empires. What begins as a transaction becomes a fragile and dangerous alliance. As enemies close in and the truth about Daniella’s past begins to surface, Santiago finds himself protecting the one person he was never meant to care about, while Daniella discovers that the most terrifying prison is not the contract that binds her, but the man whose darkness may be the only thing keeping her alive. In a world ruled by power, loyalty, and betrayal, the greatest threat is not the devil who bought her… But the woman who refuses to belong to anyone.

He just wanted to ride horses. Now the second richest man on Earth wants him. Billie Bob Jones never asked for trouble. He asked for a quiet life. Rodeos. Horses. Helping his stepdad Clyde on the ranch. One favor for his best friend changed everything. Now Benedito Goncalo Cruz Pereira is watching him. The second richest man on Earth. Ruthless. Obsessive. And the most dangerous man alive. And Benedito doesn’t ask twice. In a world of power, money, and control... A cowboy was never supposed to be the prize. But Bobby is. And Benedito always gets what he wants. Will Billie Bob keep his freedom... Or will he fall for the devil offering him the world?

Anthony wakes up in the gritty, neon-lit underworld of the John Wick universe with a massive target on his back. Transmigrated as the illegitimate son of Russian mob boss Viggo Tarasov, he knows his half-brother's idiotic decision to steal a retired assassin's car will soon doom the entire family. To survive the wrath of the Baba Yaga, Anthony takes matters into his own hands; eliminating his brother, hijacking the syndicate's fortune, and using a tactical combat System to level up his lethal skills. Now officially sanctioned by the terrifying High Table, Anthony must navigate a treacherous web of gold coins, Blood Oaths, and elite assassins. With the legendary John Wick as a wary foil and the High Table's Adjudicators breathing down his neck, Anthony sheds his past to forge a new mafia empire from the shadows. In a world where the rules are absolute, he intends to be the one writing them.

When the Crown Falls, the Kingdom Burns. "They built an empire on righteousness. Their enemies will burn it to the ground. But they forgot one thing — the youngest Miller doesn't play by anyone's rules."