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Yujin’s life is drowning in debt and desperation—until he crosses paths with Taehyuk, a man feared in the shadows of the underworld. What begins as a cruel twist of fate turns into a dangerous deal that binds them together. Caught between fear and something far more dangerous, Yujin realizes that escaping Taehyuk isn’t as simple as running away… because in a world ruled by power and sin, some deals don’t just cost money—they claim hearts, bodies, and souls.

I was supposed to be invisible. Just a plus-size baker with flour in her hair and a life no one cared about. But then I caught the eye of him. He’s the Mafia’s most brutal enforcer. Violence in a tailored suit. A man who breaks bones as easily as he breaks rules. And apparently... I owe his boss a debt. My payment? Me. One glance, and he claimed me. One forced vow, and I became the property of a monster. I fight him. I hate the dark, hungry way he looks at my soft curves. I hate that when his rough hands touch me, my fear turns into something traitorous and hot. “You can run, little baker,” he whispers, backing me into the darkness of my bedroom, his massive frame blocking the door. “But I’ll always catch you. And when I do... I’m going to devour every inch of you.” He doesn’t just want my body or my obedience. He wants to ruin me for anyone else. This isn’t a love story. It’s a trap. So why is the hardest part not trying to escape... but trying not to fall for my captor?

[+18| Adult Content | Dark | Erotic Mafia Romance] In Central City, everyone knows the name Marcone. It’s a name whispered in fear, a name synonymous with blood, shadows, and an empire built on the broken bones of anyone who dared to cross them. Adrian Grayson is a ghost. A widower frozen in three years of grief, he lives for his art and nothing else. He doesn't care about the city's monsters, until he accidentally crashes into the most dangerous one of all. Twice in one night, the cold, lethal Matteo Marcone saves Adrian’s life. Adrian hates to owe anyone, especially a devil. But when he asks how to settle the debt, the answer isn't money or blood. "Climb into my bed if you want to repay me," Matteo rumbles. "Or remain forever in my debt." Adrian is straight. He is a man of honor. But in a fortress of stone and iron, trapped by a man who refuses to let him go, Adrian realizes that the Devil doesn't just want his body, he wants to consume his very soul. Will Adrian pay the price, or will he discover that some debts can only be paid in skin? A/N: This story is entirely fictional. All characters, names, locations, and events are products of the author’s imagination. Any similarity to real people, living or deceased, or actual events is purely coincidental.

In Magnolia, a mysterious art thief moves between the city’s elegant art scene and its brutal underworld. As a detective closes in on him and a possessive protector refuses to let him go, the hunt quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Whispering Frames is a dark MM romance filled with art magic, hidden identities, obsession, and intense cat-and-mouse tension.

WARNING MATURE CONTENT} RATED 18+ Elara Kane sold her freedom for $50 million. Lucien Volkov — billionaire CEO by day, merciless mafia king by night — needed a wife to secure his empire and silence his rivals. No love. No emotions. Just a signed contract: one year, public perfection, and her body on demand whenever he wanted it. “Sex is a transaction,” he told her coldly on their wedding night. “You’re a tool. Nothing more.” She hated him with every fiber of her being. He felt nothing but cold control. But one defiant glare, one accidental softness, one moment she fought back… and the ice began to crack. What started as duty slowly became addiction. What started as hate slowly became forever. Now the most dangerous man alive will burn his own rules — and the world — to keep the wife he was never supposed to love.

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?

Orphan Assassin. Billionaire overnight. Sam stole 2.7 billion in crypto and became the most hunted man alive. Now the Russians who killed his mafia father are back, and they want everything. Including the only girl he’s ever loved. He’ll burn the world to keep her. Even if she learns he’s a monster.

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

Not your regular billionaire romance She had a son with the most dangerous man in the city. And he can never find out. Four years ago, Aurielle Duval spent one reckless night with a stranger— a night that left her with a little boy who has his impossible blue eyes. She never learned his name. He disappeared before sunrise. And she rebuilt her life alone… until the day she walks into an interview at the world’s most powerful company. Its CEO is Kieran D’Angelo. Cold. Untouchable. Ruthless. The man she prayed she would never see again. He doesn’t recognize her— but he watches her, tests her, and claims her as his personal assistant. What Kieran doesn’t know is that Aurielle carries more than his past. She is the erased daughter of the D’Angelo empire— a child they tried to destroy before she ever opened her eyes. And the son she hides? He’s the living proof of a truth that could tear the family apart. When Kieran’s dark, charming cousin Dante returns— obsessed with Aurielle and hungry for power— a dangerous game begins. Love, obsession, and blood collide. And in a family built on lies, the woman they tried to erase may be the one who brings the empire to its knees.

Grace Sterling's fiancé was supposed to be the future. Instead, he became the past in a single moment of gunfire. When James Colton dies in a mafia ambush meant for someone else, Grace loses her future and gains a new cage. Vincent Moretti, the aging godfather, publicly claims her as his protected ward. It's supposed to be honor. It's supposed to be safety. But Grace quickly realizes it's a chains made of silk and threats. She's expected to grieve quietly, stand beautiful at Moretti family events, and ask no questions about the business that killed her fiancé. Then she meets Marcus Kane. Marcus is Vincent's oldest son. The silent one. The strategist everyone whispers about when they think no one is listening. While his younger brother Dominic plays the role of heir, Marcus watches from the shadows, seeing everything, controlling more than anyone realizes. He should be dangerous to her. Instead, he becomes the only person in this world who looks at her and sees something other than a grieving widow to be managed. But Marcus has spent years buried in the family business, moving pieces on a chess board that includes crime lords, corrupt officials, and his own ambitious family. He doesn't do feelings. He doesn't do weakness. He certainly doesn't do love with women he's supposed to protect. Except Grace isn't looking for protection. She's looking for power. Using negotiation, psychology, and legal knowledge from her paralegal job, Grace begins to move through the underworld's shadow politics. She becomes essential to family decisions. She learns to read men who kill as easily as breathing. She develops a strategy that puts her at the center of power while keeping her hands clean. But she can't manipulate her own heart. Every conversation with Marcus becomes loaded. Every accidental touch burns. Every time he protects her, she wants him more. Every time he pulls away, she understands why he does it and it breaks her anyway. When Dominic Moretti discovers what's really happening, when federal investigators close in, when the family's enemies decide Grace is the perfect target, everything changes. Grace must choose between the power she's building, the loyalty demanded by a godfather who raised her from nothing, and the dangerous love she feels for a man who can never truly be hers. Because in this world, love is leverage. And leverage always gets you killed.

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]

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.

18+ Restricted Content: Explicit sexual content, power imbalance, high emotions, and morally grey characters. One stolen wallet. One little girl screaming “Daddy!”. One alpha mafia lord who never lets debts go unpaid. After catching his cheating ex selling him out, male omega Shin Seoha loses everything in a single night: his home, his inheritance, his pride. Desperte to survive the night, he steals from the first well-dressed stranger he sees. That stranger is Kang Taesan; CEO of Mountain Atelier by day, ruthless underworld captain by night. Instead of accepting an apology, Taesan offers Seoha a deal: repay the black card debt by working under him, at his company, at his side, and move into his penthouse to play daddy to the daughter who refuses to let Seoha go. It’s only until the debt is cleared, only until the child stops crying and only until Taesan decides he’s had enough that it ends. But debts grow, and Seoha is only starting to learn just what he has been pulled into, it's a world where secrets can kill and the ex who betrayed Seoha isn’t done yet. What started as punishment turns into possession. What started as survival turns into surrender. Because mountains don’t forgive. They claim. And Taesan has no intention of letting his little thief escape.

Warning: Contains sexual content. I opened my mouth to scream, to beg, but my voice came out as a desperate rasp: "Please... don't leave me like this... finish it..." In that moment, while my body was burning with anticipation, I felt something entirely different. It wasn't the touch of his fingers this time, but a piercing cold that shocked my heated skin at my neck. It was a piece of ice, held skillfully between his lips, trailing with agonizing slowness down toward my chest. The contrast was terrifying and maddeningly arousing; the freezing ice making my pores constrict, followed immediately by the heat of his warm lips chasing the trail of the melt. I could hear the wet friction of his fingers inside my pussy and the sound of him suckling my breast. I felt as though my body was no longer mine; I was merely a mass of ignited nerves at his mercy, starving for him to end this torture and fill me completely with his entire being. But this time he drew closer until his scorching breath hit my ear, and he whispered in a hoarse voice dripping with lust: "Do you want me to put my dick inside you?" I didn't hesitate for a second; my body was screaming for it. "Yes... I want it." I felt the hot head of his dick touch the opening of my pussy. He began to tease it, sliding up and down, gliding easily due to the heavy wetness that drenched me. ----------- In just one night, everything changed. I gave myself to a mysterious stranger, A man whose face I have never seen but whose touch I could never forget. Now, I am pregnant, and the scandal threatens to destroy my family’s reputation in our small town. To cover the "shame," my family rushed to marry me off to a depraved old man. But on my wedding day, the church doors didn't just open they were shattered. A cold-blooded killer stormed the ceremony and put a bullet through my groom’s head before he could even touch me. I was kidnapped and whisked away to a private, fortress-like island where I finally met my captor. It turns out, the "stranger" from that fateful night wasn't just anyone. He is one of the most dangerous men in the underworld the Mafia Devil. And he has come to claim the only thing he values more than power: His unborn heir. "You belong to me now," he whispered against my skin. "And no one dead or alive will ever take what is mine." ----------------- #MafiaRomance #DarkRomance #SecretBaby #PossessiveLead #Kidnapping

Eleni’s flower shop is dying, her brother is sick, and her 6-year-old daughter Mia is the only light in her world. When the "King of Shadows," Ben, offers to buy her soul along with her debts, Eleni has no choice. The deal? Hide his illegal gold beneath her roses. The risk? If she’s caught, she loses her life. If she stays, she might lose her heart to a monster who doesn't believe in love. In a city of blood and petals, can a rose survive the winter of the underworld?

Ian, 24 year old who escaped his tragic life of a gangster and went aboard to study was also coincidentally the most famous A.O.B writers out there in the field. His fan following was so much huge that even if he said that he wanted the world to be A.O.B they would support it! And not much longer before an interviewer asked him one thing he wanted the most "Do you want the world to be A.O.B?" "Yes, absolutely!" His answer was not shocking at all. But the one thing he considered impossible happened. Before he even knew his landlord came. The land lord who is a mafia actually started to develop a interest in Ian. That is how the story of Ian in a new chapter of his life began!

**MATURE CONTENT** Yvette Swan grew up believing she was the cherished daughter of the powerful Swan family. Until the real heiress returned. Overnight, love turned into indifference… then cruelty. The home she once clung to became a gilded cage where she was nothing more than a tolerated mistake. Still, one person stood by her side. Her older brother, Nathan. Until the night she woke up beside his corpse. Framed for his murder with the very dagger her father once gifted her, Yvette is dragged into the Swan family’s private hell. Her nails are ripped out one by one. Her fiancé betrays her without hesitation. And the family she once loved watches… as if she were already dead. Branded a murderer. Broken. Abandoned. Her last thought is a vow… If she ever gets another chance… she will make them all pay. But fate doesn’t grant mercy. It offers something far more dangerous. ~~~~~~ Rescued from the brink of death, Yvette awakens in the mansion of the powerful Quinn family. Their missing daughter, Isabelle Quinn, has vanished without a trace. And Yvette looks exactly like her. Given a new identity, a new life, and a role she can never escape, Yvette steps into Isabelle’s world. A world of power, deception… and a marriage alliance that could shake the entire underworld. Because waiting for her is a man far more terrifying than the Swans. Cassian Knight. Heir to an empire built on blood. A man feared for his ruthlessness… and known for feeling nothing at all. No fear. No guilt. No love. A man who treats human lives like expendable pieces in a game only he knows how to win. But something is wrong. Because the moment Yvette steps into his world He begins to feel. A touch he cannot forget. A warmth he cannot explain. An obsession he cannot control. He doesn’t trust her. He knows she’s hiding something. But instead of exposing her… He decides to keep her. Because if she’s a lie… He wants to see how far that lie can go. And if she’s not… Then she might be the only proof that he’s still human. ~~~~~~ Now trapped in a marriage built on secrets, suspicion, and a dangerous attraction neither of them understands… Yvette must outplay a man who can see through lies… While hiding the truth that could get her killed. And Cassian? He’s no longer just watching. He’s hunting. As the past resurfaces and enemies close in, one thing becomes clear… The girl who died in the torture chamber is gone. What remains… Is something far more dangerous. ~~~~~~ She wants revenge. He wants to feel. And in a world where trust is a luxury neither can afford… They might just destroy each other first.

I was Serena Vitale. Queen of everything. That all changes in a night. When an attack is carried on my father during his birthday dinner and every famiglia is breathing on my neck. My uncle, Matteo has also threatened my heirship to the Vitale Empire, I am forced to seek help from an unlikely ally. Luca Ferrante— my ex lover. He’s everything different from what I remember. Now he wants me to be his owned property. What would I let win in the end— my pride, my lust or my responsibility?

Cursed at ten, Izana Grimshaw grew up feared by others and by himself. The night the curse awakened, destroyed his family and left him believing he was a monster, a belief he carries as a permanent mark of his grief. Now a ruthless mafia boss, he hides his light-sensitive green eyes behind a white blindfold while the curse slowly destroys his health. He distrusts physical contact, recoiling from any touch as if it could harm both him and others. At twenty-six, Izana is forced into an arranged marriage with Leah Gryphon, a woman with a past as dark as his own. She tries to help him survive the curse, but he pushes her away, convinced he deserves nothing but isolation. But as hatred turns to understanding, and understanding to something far more dangerous, Izana must face the truth. Love may be the one thing strong enough to challenge the monster he believes himself to be.