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The mafia demon’s phantom wife

"A magical assassin must marry a half-demon mafia boss to save her brother." She can walk through any door in the world, but she can’t outrun the man who owns the shadows—or the beast that claims her blood. Charlène Laurent is a phantom of the Italian underworld—a high-end assassin with a lethal signature: a blackened-gold key that turns any locked door into a portal. To buy time for her dying brother, Charlène has sold her soul to a monster, vanishing before the blood of her targets even cools. She is a Ghost, known only by her icy-grey eyes and the mark of the man who owns her. Viktor Morozov is that man. A Russian Don who is more animal than human, Viktor is cursed by the night—a predatory werewolf who rules through terror and obsession. He doesn't just want Charlène’s skills; he wants to ruin her. He has branded her with his initials and kept her brother on a literal leash of medicine and machines. To Viktor, Charlène is a "Doll" to be played with until she breaks. Lucien De Rossi is the ruthless heir to a modern empire and a man struggling to remain human. Born of a forbidden union between a mafia king and a daughter of the devil, Lucien is a half-demon prince with fire in his veins. He has never felt a spark for any woman—until he dances with a mysterious "Ghost" at a masquerade. For the first time, his inner demon falls silent. The hunt turns personal when Charlène is sent to kill Lucien. But how do you kill a man who heals as fast as you can cut him? Caught in his trap, Charlène is forced into a marriage of convenience. Now, she is caught in a war between two monsters: the Demon who has turned her world into a gilded cage, and the Wolf who is coming to take back what he thinks is his property. One wants to protect her. The other wants to devour her. And Charlène? She just wants to survive the night.
Kimaylah · 7.1k Views

The Devil CEO's Contract Wife

[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 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? ********** Excerpt: "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.
Dy_zamite · 1.1m Views

Echoes of the fall

Deon stood on the rusted edge of the Blackwood Bridge with nothing left to lose, ready to surrender to the current. The plan was simple: one step, a cold plunge, and silence. But the silence never came. Instead, he found Avina—a woman in a faded pair of ripped jeans and a baggy, oversized t-shirt, looking like she’d just stepped out of a convenience store appeared right beside him with a terrifying smile and a twisted sense of "help." She offered to help him finish the job, laughing as she confessed that the river was her favorite place to make bodies disappear. Terrified by the sudden reality of death, Deon tries to back away. However, with a manic laugh and a violent shove, Avina sends them both plummeting into the icy depths below. The nightmare isn't that he died. It’s that he didn’t. Deon wakes up in the Blackwood Estate. It’s not the crumbling ruin the locals describe; it’s a masterpiece of polished mahogany, gleaming marble, and spotless windows. The air is fresh, and the floors are waxed to a mirror shine. But elegance is a lie. Chained by the ankle to a heavy bedpost in a room that is too clean to be lived in, Deon realizes he’s found something worse than the grave and realizes the horrifying truth: Avina didn't save him out of kindness. She saved him because she doesn't like to see good things go to waste. Now, trapped in a silent, beautiful cage, Deon must find a way to escape a woman who sees his life as her favorite game. Because in a house this clean, there’s only one thing she hates more than a mess: a toy that won't play along.
cmmnsns · 1.3k Views