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Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession..

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. ⚠️ Warning: Dark and mature themes: explicit sex, non detailed abuse, trauma, violence, and intense emotional tension. Please read with caution.

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, I discovered the truth: I wasn’t abandoned by accident. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them. But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Julie stomped the floor with her foot, and agitation was clear in the tone of her voice, which rose slightly as she pointed at my face: "You ran your thumb over your lip! You're hinting to me... hinting that I kissed you!" My composure didn't budge; instead, I tilted my head to the side and looked at her with a gaze shrouded in mischief, then said with utter simplicity: "And what is the problem with that? It was just a kiss." -------------------- She waved her hand with bitter irony: "Are you the one who's going to protect me from him?" I nodded, confirming: "Yes." A low growl escaped her, and she said: "You are worse than him." Then I asked her in a confident tone that made her cheeks burn: "Then why were you burying your face in my chest, with your fingers digging into my shirt?" Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

Warning! 18+ Explicit content. Dark and Mafia themes. Lyvana Montclair’s wedding to Mark Vaughn was supposed to be a fairytale. Instead, it was a death sentence. On their wedding night, the man she loved showed his true face — and then someone shoots her dead. ​But death didn't stick. ​Lyvana wakes up two years in the past, on the eve of the engagement that ruined her. To claim the inheritance her father left behind, Lyvana’s grandmother demands one unbearable price: marriage to Mark as it was her father’s final wish. But after a series of strange coincidences and near-misses, Lyvana begins to suspect that history may be repeating itself... Someone still wants her dead. Refusing to die again, Lyvana plots her escape and her revenge. Her best friend offers a dangerous solution — one that could ruin everything... or not. The plan is dangerous: find a man so spectacular and so "perfect" that her grandmother will forget Mark ever existed. A man who can win a seat at the Montclair table and dismantle Mark’s influence from the inside. Then enter Julian Blackwood. Dark, enigmatic, and powerful. More powerful than anyone even knows. Julian is the last man who should ever notice someone like Lyvana. Their arrangement was supposed to be a temporary business deal. But Julian doesn't play by anyone's rules. As he begins to hunt the one trying to kill her, Lyvana realizes that while she hired him to be a shield, Julian is playing for keeps. ​The deal was temporary... His obsession is not...

Mio Shirasaki lives unseen—until a voice in her dreams calls her name. After discovering a yearbook with an erased student and meeting a girl who shouldn’t exist, Mio is pulled into a haunting mystery of forgotten lives and silenced voices. As reality begins to fracture, she must uncover the truth behind the disappearances before she vanishes too. A Japanese-inspired psychological novel filled with quiet horror and atmospheric mystery.

[R-18] [Darkest] [Tragic] In the rotting husk of a world where cities burn under atomic skies and power is measured in blood and blackmail, Draxton is owned by the Krossvales — seven orphaned brothers raised by a sadistic father into gods of violence. They deal in weapons, fear, and broken bodies, profiting from every war while the rest of humanity chokes on ash. Vernon Krossvale is their blade: 6'2" of scarred, combat-hardened muscle, long dark hair framing a face carved from stone and rage, coat always open over a bare, slashed torso. He kills without blinking, feels nothing when he does — until the night a girl sees him gut a man in the forest with brass knuckles and pull out his intestine. Vernon's death gaze falls on her. She runs. He smells her fallen handkerchief. And something inside him — long dead — wakes up. Ira Royvane never wanted Draxton. She came for survival, not salvation. But that night branded her. She was never meant to survive the gaze that pinned her in the dark — eyes that saw her to the bones. Vernon haunts every sketch she draws — his bloodied hands, his shadowed eyes, his lethal beauty. When the Krossvales seize her school through threats and terror, turning classrooms into their personal hunting ground, Ira becomes prey in their empire of cruelty. The Krossvales violate the girls the way wolves tear meat from still-kicking prey—playful, tearing, taking turns. Any brother, father, boyfriend who bares teeth in defense is dragged down and opened from throat to groin. While innocence bleeds—the monsters laugh . Vernon watches — always watching — helpless against Kai’s insanity and his own buried guilt. Until the day Ira crashes into him again, body pressed to his fever-hot skin, and for one heartbeat the monster feels something worse than emptiness: need. The man who has never wanted anything now wants one thing above all: her. Not to destroy. Not to possess. To shield. To keep. To feel something other than guilt and emptiness for the first time in his ruined life. In a city where mercy is suicide and love is the deadliest sin, a monster begins to question his chains — and a girl begins to wonder if the nightmare who haunts her drawings might be the only one capable of saving her from the rest of the monsters . **My Monster Man** — A raw, obsessive dark romance of guilt that bleeds, trauma that scars, forbidden desire that burns, and the fragile, dangerous hope that even the blackest heart can still protect the soul it was never meant to touch. [Contains dark themes and graphic violence. Reader discretion is advised.]

Mara wants a simple life, far away from danger. But everything changes the night she crosses paths with Lorenzo—the man everyone fears, the one with blood on his hands and a target on his back. He saves her when he shouldn’t, pulls her into his world without meaning to, and suddenly she becomes the one thing he refuses to lose. Mara knows she should run from him. Lorenzo knows he should let her go. But their lives are already tangled, and every step forward drags her deeper into a truth that could ruin them both. He is danger. She is the exception. And neither of them is ready for what happens when a sinner decides someone is worth protecting.

DARK ROMANCE DISCLAIMER This story features a male lead who is far from a gentleman. His love is obsessive, manipulative, possessive, and all-consuming. If you are looking for a fairytale, this isn’t it. As a Mafia romance, this story involves criminal elements and morally grey (or black) actions. You may find certain themes or behaviors difficult; if these tropes are not to your taste, I kindly suggest you skip this one. Includes super explicit steamy scenes (which will be marked with warnings). I welcome constructive critiques, but please keep the comment section respectful. R18 | Reader discretion is heavily advised. Proceed only if you enjoy pure, manipulative dark romance. ~~~~~~ I loathed those dark eyes. Not a day or night passed without them haunting me like restless ghosts on a rampage. Even as I stood there defiantly glaring at him, they seemed to bore into my mind, body, and soul. I hated them. I despised them. "You spoke out of turn, sweetheart." His infuriatingly deep voice shattered the flame igniting in my body. "I don't want you kneeling. I want you standing exactly like this... angry, defiant, and unbroken. So you understand that even at your strongest... you're still mine." "And if I don't want to be? Will you destroy me?" Defiant was my middle name, and I would live up to it or die trying. "That doesn't scare me." A slow smile I knew all too well touched his mouth, but it did not unnerve me one bit. I had seen too much of his ruthlessness to be deterred by that dark, devoted, yet terrifying smirk. "I would destroy the world first. But if it came to you?" He leaned in, his words brushing my ear like a promise and a threat intertwined. "I'd ruin you... and call it mercy." ***** For three years, Isabella was married to one of the richest men in America. But their marriage was anything but loving; to be precise, it was a contract. When the time finally came to an end, she walked away exactly as the agreement demanded. Gabriel Smith let her go, certain that the "little Isabella" he knew had nowhere else to turn. He expected her to come crawling back the moment she faced the cruelty of the real world, a decision that would become his greatest regret. Instead, Isabella disappeared back into a past Gabriel knew nothing about, leaving him to now chase her, but only to find her in another man's arms.

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[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

When Elara’s life is turned upside down by a sudden strategic marriage, she expects control, rules, and a ruthless husband who commands empires without mercy. What she doesn’t expect… is Adrian Laurent. Cold. Calculating. Untouchable. A man whose name alone bends markets across Europe. Their marriage isn’t born from love. It’s forged from power. But from the very first night, Elara refuses to be a silent queen in a golden cage. She challenges him. Questions him. Stands beside him — not behind him. And Adrian quickly realizes… she is not a weakness. She is a force. As hidden enemies begin targeting Adrian’s empire, internal betrayal shakes the foundation of his business. A spy buried deep within his organization exposes how far their mysterious enemy is willing to go. But this war isn’t about money. It’s psychological. Someone powerful is watching. Testing. Waiting. And when Elara becomes the true focus of the mastermind’s attention, their marriage transforms from a strategic alliance into something far more dangerous. Because in a world ruled by power, loyalty is rare. And love? Love is the ultimate vulnerability. In a game of control and dominance, Adrian and Elara must decide— Will they protect each other? Or will the empire burn with them inside it?

Aira Grace has spent her life yearning for love in a house ruled by power. The daughter of influential politician Marcus Grace, raised without a mother and ignored by an ambitious brother, Aira grows up believing love must be earned through patience and sacrifice. Rowan Royce is born into blood. The son of a retired mafia leader, carrying the weight of a shattered family and an elder sister lost to betrayal, Rowan lives by one rule—never trust what love shows on the surface. When a political feud between the Grace and Royce families leaves his father injured, Rowan’s world hardens into revenge. Their paths cross through Rowan’s younger sister at university. Aira falls for Rowan without knowing the storm surrounding him, and Rowan—despite his cold restraint—allows her into his life. When Aira begs him to marry her, Rowan agrees, hiding vengeance behind wedding vows. To Aira, the marriage is imperfect but precious. She loves him through his silence, his distance, and the hostility of his world. Happiness shatters when Aira discovers Rowan’s true identity—his hands stained red by the mafia life he never escaped. A violent confrontation drives her into flight, straight into a carefully laid trap. Her enemies steal her unborn child through a forced operation, then manipulate Rowan into believing his wife ended the pregnancy herself. Broken by misunderstanding and blinded by hatred, Rowan abandons her in the hospital—yet never fully lets go. He ensures her recovery from a distance, torn between revenge and the woman he loves but cannot forgive. When news reports claim Aira has been murdered, Rowan descends into madness. His mercy disappears. One by one, his enemies fall—until the truth surfaces. Between cruelty and devotion, revenge and misunderstanding, Rowan and Aira suffer the most. Yet in a world built on blood and lies, they discover that survival itself can be an act of love.

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ In a city ruled by mafia bloodlines and vampire supremacy, survival is not a right—it’s a privilege that has to be earned. Adrian appears to be just a delivery worker trying to keep his mother alive in a world that devours the poor. But because of his bloodline he knows which streets to avoid, which eyes not to meet, and how to stay invisible. He’s learned that discipline keeps you alive longer than courage ever will. But one wrong hallway changes everything. After witnessing a murder meant to erase a past that refuses to stay buried, Adrian finds himself trapped under the control of Lucian Black—a young, untouchable vampire mafia boss whose power bends technology, territory, and lives with effortless precision. Adrian is not killed. He is kept. What begins as containment turns into something far more dangerous as Adrian proves impossible to break, impossible to discard, and increasingly impossible to ignore. Lucian remains cold, distant, unreachable—yet the longer Adrian exists within his world, the more fragile that distance becomes. In a society where vampires determine rank, loyalty is always bought with blood, and obsession is the deadliest currency of all, being wanted can be worse than being hunted. And some bonds, once formed, were never meant to be escaped. ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ https://discord.gg/F5N7Ut45X. My book's discord server. Hi guys! it’s me again! This is my Cupid’s Quill entry. I don’t plan to pause my WSA book but I’d appreciate if you guys can support this one first for the next one and half month, please support me. I really want this as a career also I’m very much open to suggestions and corrections. Thanks for your love

[COMPLETED] Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything. Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth. Now he wants her and his son. But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her? **** Excerpt: "B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling. Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night.  Of course, he remembered the party. He remembered the whiskey. But the woman? Nope. His brain served up a blank slate. "Who was she?" Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters." "Cough! Cough!" Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed.  --- Curiosity won, as always. Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button. The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number. “What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?” Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet. Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside. She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing. Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly. “Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”

In the quiet suburban streets of Watsonia, South Africa, an extraordinary golden retriever named Jackie is born with an intelligence that defies everything humans think they know about animal consciousness. What begins as a simple territorial dispute over a single street evolves into an epic saga spanning years, continents, and the very boundaries between species.

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. 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. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

Devoted and hopeful in a three-year loveless marriage, Selina believed she would finally secure her husband Zane Kaius’s affection — or at least his attention — the moment she revealed her pregnancy to him. But everything shattered in a single night when Zane told her she was unfit to have a family with him. Only then did she realize she had been nothing more than a pawn all along — while he continued choosing another woman over her. A rebuffed wife with no identity. Betrayed and heartbroken, Selina decided to keep her little secret from Zane. She was determined to protect and raise her child alone, while reclaiming the life she had slowly lost. She wanted a divorce. Yet the same man who once rejected her now clings to her, unwilling to let her go at any cost. This time, however, Selina is no longer the woman who allows herself to be trampled on. .... _Except_ "What if there was already a child?" Selina's voice was small, desperate, stopping him in his tracks. "Wouldn't you give us a chance? I don't want a child to grow up in the shadows, Zane. Not like I did." "Then get rid of it," he declared, not turning around."Let me be clear, Selina: you will never be the mother of my child. Not now. Not ever."

He’s her one shot at freedom. She’s his only chance to believe in love. But falling for each other might get them both killed. After seven years as Scott's best friend, Stacy drops a bombshell: she’s leaving New York for an arranged marriage to Luca Cattaneo, the heir to one of America’s most feared mafia dynasties. Only then does Scott realize he’s been in love with her all along. A stolen kiss changes everything. painting a target on Scott’s back when it's aired on live TV. To protect him, Stacy activates a dead man’s switch seven years in the making and defies her father, Don Angelo Luciano, the most powerful mob boss in the country. But Don Angelo doesn’t forgive. And he never lets go. Scott, haunted by his past and terrified of love, stands by Stacy anyway. His quiet loyalty and fierce love crack the walls around her heart. For the first time, she dares to imagine a future outside her family’s bloody legacy. But the mafia plays a long game. When her father outsmarts the savant mafia princess, Stacy begs Scott to walk away. Instead, he sacrifices everything to go on the run with her. As starcrossed love battles legacy and their lives hang in the balance, one question remains: can Stacy outrun the empire she was born to rule or will it destroy them both?