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At 23, Ash thought life was finally settling down. A bartender in the bar of the man who once gave him a second chance, he tried to leave the shadows of his past behind. His mother’s death left a void, and his father’s absence felt like a blessing—until everything came crashing down. Dragged into the dangerous orbit of Nik and Dmitri, two infamous mafia twins, Ash finds himself caught between family secrets, ruthless power struggles, and a past he never wanted to face. Loyalties are tested, trust is a luxury he can’t afford, and forbidden desires threaten to blur the line between survival and surrender. As generations-old grudges resurface and dangerous schemes unfold, Ash must navigate a world where one wrong move could cost him everything—even his heart.

[+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.

"For the love of money is the root of all evil"

"They treated her like a toy. She became the Master." In a world of cold boardrooms and ruthless empires, Elena vane is a name spoken in whispers. She is the "Ice Queen" who appeared out of nowhere to dismantle the city’s elite. She doesn't want a crown—she is building her own, piece by bloody piece. Elena has buried her heart and replaced it with a blade. Every business move she makes is a step toward a reckoning that no one sees coming. She entered the arena expecting enemies to crush, but she didn’t expect a predator who would rather worship her than fight her. Alex Valois is the undisputed King of the corporate world—a man who knows no mercy. To Sofia, he is the ultimate rival to be defeated. To Alex, she is the only mystery worth solving, a goddess whose cold eyes hold a fire he’s never seen. As elena prepares for her final act of revenge against a past that refuses to stay buried, she realizes the most dangerous man in the city might be her only salvation. The King has met his match. The hunt for the truth has just begun. [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+] This story contains dark themes, including violence, revenge, and mature romantic situations. Reader discretion is advised.

[WARNING: R18+] [MATURE CONTENT] [Strictly for Adults Only] In a house of monsters, the most dangerous thing isn't the truth…it's the feelings neither of them can afford to have. Two rival mafia dynasties. Four dangerous brothers. And one girl who is their greatest mistake. Sin isn't here to be a trophy. She isn't an amateur. Born into a rival dynasty, she knows the Mafia game better than the men who play it. She wasn't sent here to destroy the Riccis...she chose to. Her mission is simple. Go undercover, get close to the four Ricci brothers, find their secrets, and dismantle them from the inside, and watch their empire burn to the ground. She thought she could play them all like instruments. She thought she'd seen every kind of monster the underworld had to offer. Then she met Matteo. Cold. Calculating. Hardened beyond anything she'd faced. While the other brothers were easy to manipulate, Matteo is the glitch in her perfect plan. He is the wall she can't climb and the lock she can't pick. He doesn't just play the game...he rewrote the whole rules. Now, the woman who came to destroy a kingdom is finding herself trapped in his orbit. It was never supposed to be real. It was never supposed to be love. But the more she tries to ruin him, the more she realizes that she might be the one getting ruined. "She came to burn down their empire. She just didn't realize Matteo Ricci was the one holding the lighter."

At nineteen, Ella Thompson had everything a young woman could want: wealth, beauty, and a prestigious family name. But all she ever wanted was her father's love. Growing up in a family such as hers should have been a dream, but living with a stepmother who despises her and a stepsister who charms everyone while tormenting her behind closed doors has turned her life into a nightmare leading to her death at twenty-six. Ella wakes up six years in the past, just a few weeks before her twentieth birthday. Armed with knowledge of how her life unraveled, Ella has a chance to change everything. What Ella hadn't anticipated was him. Alexander Giovanni Sterling

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.

A mysterious death, a legendary world, and a game system that might be his only lifeline. When Takato wakes up with a pounding headache and a body that isn't his, he quickly realizes he has transmigrated into the dangerous world of Detective Conan. Occupying the body of Mitarai Kyosuke, a brilliant young electrical engineer who graduated university at just sixteen, Takato discovers he has inherited more than just a new face—he has inherited a death sentence. Through sharp observation, Takato deduces that the original owner of his body didn't die of natural causes. A photo of Mitarai alongside a young Shiho Miyano suggests a lethal connection to the Black Organization, leading Takato to believe he was a victim of the untraceable poison, APTX4869. With no memories of his past and a killer who might still be watching, Takato’s survival hinges on a mysterious interface that appears before his eyes: the settlement screen of "Bounty Detective," a mobile game he played in his previous life. By using the system’s rewards to uncover hidden clues, Takato orchestrates a daring and explosive "death" for his new identity to slip into the shadows. Mitarai Kyosuke is dead. Now, the real game begins. What to expect: Set one year before Shinichi Kudo shrinks, featuring Kaito Kid’s return and Shiho Miyano’s early years. No overpowered abilities—only a sharp mind and a familiar game system used to solve his own murder. Follow Takato as he navigates the deadly web of the Black Organization while forging a new path in a world of master detectives. This is only a translation. Here is the original source: 离柯南远一点 To anyone whod like to support me: https://patreon.com/404_Identity?

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.

The life of the underworld was something Ashley had dreamed of escaping all her life. Born as a bastard from an affair between an underworld kingpin and a prostitute, Ashley was meant to die even before she was born. The only reason she survived was that her father thought she was a boy. From a young age, she understood that if she wanted to survive in this world of violence—on top of her father’s wife and daughter’s schemes—she had to be useful. So, she made herself a promise: one day, she would escape this world. Ashley almost succeeded… until her father found her again and thrust her into a marriage of convenience with his rival, Dominion, in his beloved daughter’s place. Everyone in the underworld knew Dominion. They were cruel, organized, and simply spawns of evil. And the man who stood above that power, Luciano, was said to be downright diabolical. Just their name alone could make anyone tremble. And this organization was where Ashley now had to survive. To make matters worse, the marriage also came with a child — Luciano’s mute heir. Forced to become the wife of one of the most violent and powerful underworld organizations, and the mother of its future leader, Ashley made a vow. “No matter what, I’ll escape this place!” But she would soon realize it wouldn’t be as simple as that. Not when the feared members of Dominion clung to her feet, begging, “Madam, don’t go!” And when the mute stepson finally spoke, “Mommy, if you’re leaving, please take me with you.” Finally, her diabolical, obsessive, and utterly territorial husband said, “I’ve packed our things. Where should we go?” *** Chat with me in Discord! Link: https://discord.gg/AUqYr3hchA Follow me on Instagram - @author_bajj

Sophia was never meant to witness the massacre, until the devil marked her as his. In a world ruled by blood and power, survival was never mercy it was a sentence. The K-bloodline did not spare lives. They claimed them. And once the devil chose her, escape became a lie.

Ayla’s life takes a dangerous turn when she is forced to sign a marriage contract with the most feared man in the city, Zayn Varez. Cold, powerful, and utterly ruthless, Zayn is a man no one dares to cross. What begins as a desperate deal to save her family soon pulls Ayla into a world far darker than she ever imagined. Because Zayn does not believe in love. He believes in control. In possession. And once something belongs to him, he never lets it go. As secrets from the past begin to unravel and hidden enemies emerge from the shadows, Ayla finds herself trapped in a deadly game of power, betrayal, and obsession. But the deeper she is drawn into Zayn’s dangerous world, the more she realizes that the truth behind their contract is far more sinister than it seems. In a world where trust can kill and love is the ultimate weakness- who will break first?

“What if I could?” Leo angled his head to one side, “Could do what?” “What if I could do it? What if I had the guts?” Her eyes never left his. She wanted to look away, but she also wanted to look tough. She had a bad record in that area already and she knew that averting her eyes wouldn't do her any favors, so she kept her gaze locked with his.  Leo knew what he was about to do was crazy, but he was intrigued by this woman. He was honest enough with himself to admit it. She was nothing like the women who usually met. And maybe that was the reason why her offer to work for him intrigued him. He was curious. What would she do for him? How far would she go? It was a terrible thought, but he wasn't a good person, was he? 

Trisha Hart was a nursing student working as a waitress, scraping by, unaware that the world she lived in was only the surface. That was, until Rowan D’Arcy — billionaire, vampire, and ruthless mafia king … stepped into her life. Dangerous. Dominant. Obsessively magnetic. From the moment their eyes met, Rowan claimed her. Not with words, but with the way his presence crushed the air around her, the way his dark gaze stripped her bare. She should hate him. She does hate him. Vampires took her sister, the only family she had left ..and Rowan is everything she swore she’d destroy. But desire is cruel, and obsession is contagious. Every glance, every brush of his hand, every heated command pulls her deeper into a world she swore she’d never enter. A world where luxury hides blood, hotels conceal secrets, and one wrong move can mean death. Then comes the impossible: Trisha carries his child …a forbidden hybrid, a living proof of their dangerously intoxicating connection. The very existence of their love threatens the fragile order of the vampire world. Now hunted by enemies, consumed by desire, and bound by a passion neither can resist, Trisha and Rowan must navigate a deadly game where surrender feels inevitable, obsession is inevitable…

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.

I carefully carried the hot coffee in my hands as I walked into his office. Empty. I let out a small breath. "Pheew…" Looks like the CEO isn't here yet. I placed the coffee down and glanced around once before slowly sinking into the chair behind his desk. The chair was… different. Thick leather. Soft, but firm. Expensive. The kind of comfort that didn't ask — it took. For a second… I let myself relax. My thoughts drifted. My mother. It's been a month. No calls. No visits. But she's fine… Kelvin said so. "She's in a coma." My chest tightened. I closed my eyes. Just for a minute. Just one..... A hand gripped my jaw. Firm. Cold. My breath caught as my head was tilted upward, And then I saw him. My heart stopped. He was.. No… that wasn't normal. No man should look like that. Sharp features carved like they were designed, not born. A straight nose, defined jaw, lips that held no softness , only control. And his eyes… Cold. Not empty. Just… calculating. His silver hair caught the light, smooth and clean, like polished steel under moonlight. Not old , no ..it only made him look more dangerous. Too perfect. Too wrong. Too handsome. "Who are you?" he asked. His voice… Low. Smooth. Something that didn't ask twice. A shiver ran down my spine. I blinked, still half lost between sleep and reality. "Look, handsome… it's my dream. You don't really get to question me, okay?" A pause. Then A smile. Cold. Slow. Dangerous. "Your dream huh…?" he repeated. I nodded slightly, still dazed. "Okay." The word came out too easily. Too calmly. His gaze lingered on me like he was studying something. "Seems Erica finally found me exactly what I wanted…" he muttered. My brows pulled slightly. "…a brave, innocent little cat." My heart skipped. "But she didn't have to drug you." Erica…? Cat…? Drug…? This dream is getting confusing... Before I could think. He moved. Fast. Too fast. His hand slid to the back of my neck, pulling me forward... And his lips crashed into mine. My eyes widened. Warm. Firm. Possessive. "Mmm…" The sound slipped out before I could stop it. Why does this feel so real…? Is this how dreams feel? My body reacted before my mind could catch up.pleasure burned through my whole body....dreams does feel Good. My hands moved on thier own, sliding onto his shirt theninto his hair. Soft. Smooth. Too real. I pulled slightly. "This is too—" Pain shot through my lip. "Ouch!" He bit me. I froze. Pain. Real pain. My eyes snapped open fully. This isn't a dream. Oh no. Oh no. I'm in the CEO's office. I pushed against his chest, stumbling back as I shot up from the chair. My face burned. I couldn't even look at him. My head dropped immediately. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. With shaky hands, I pointed to the table. "Y-your coffee… sir." Silence. Heavy. Thick. I could feel his eyes on me. Watching. Measuring. I need to get out. Now. I turned quickly, reaching for the door. "Stop." Does it look like you get to walk in and out here by chioce??? I froze. Slowly… I turned back. "Who are you?" he asked again. This time, colder. Clearer. "My name is Eve, sir… your new personal assistant, sir." A scoff. Sharp. "Assistant?" His footsteps were slow as he moved closer. "Dozing off… in my chair… on your first day?" My throat tightened. "Seems like you'll be dozing off in a lot of places these days…" A pause. Then, lower till he got to my height level "…little cat." My fingers tightened around the door handle. "I..I have to go, sir." Coward. "Call me if you need anything else." I didn't wait. I opened the door and ran like he would chase after me.

I was the Don’s niece. Supposed to be untouchable. Sheltered. Safe. But my uncle decided I was the perfect sacrifice to leash his most brutal enforcer. Dominic Russo is a slaughterhouse dressed in Italian silk. The man they send to make bodies disappear. A monster with pale, dead eyes who looks at me like I’m a problem he needs to solve. I thought I was just a plus-size girl with flour in her hair, trying to stay out of the dark world my family built. But when I stepped into the wrong alley, I caught his attention. Now, I’m his. Given to him to keep him loyal. Bound in a forced marriage to a man who breaks bones as easily as he breaks rules. 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 don’t belong in places like this,” he whispers, backing me into the darkness of his bedroom. “But you belong to me.” He doesn’t just want my obedience. He wants to sink his teeth into my innocence and consume me whole. 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 the man assigned to protect me? Update Rate: Daily

I caught the eyes of the monster. A monster covered behind- a race suit and a helmet. Dashing. Hot tempered. Charming. Yet warnings of red flag plastered like an advertisement on my boss or specifically my driver- as his sheep's clothes barely hid those narcissistic, arrogant, and sadist traits. Was I scared? Opposite. I was attracted to this villain. A trepidation. This isn't anymore lovely or professional but feels like- Hades is ready to claim his Persephone. One thing that doesn't match with the equation is I am no Persephone. I won't run or hide. This whatever is going on between us, is about to ruin our lives-'miserably'. Specifically I gave myself to a soul carving demon. My Demon.

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.

She was called a slut by the world, trapped in a place she never chose. Untouched. Hidden. Sold for a price no one could afford. Until one night, a ruthless mafia king paid millions for her. But instead of breaking her, he became obsessed with the innocence she tried to hide. In a world of darkness, will she escape him… or fall into something even more dangerous?