Titan

"You took everything from me!" I yelled, the gun shaking in my hands. He didn't yield. Instead, he seized my trembling hands, forcibly redirecting the muzzle to his forehead. His tone, dangerously calm, "Do it." "You think I won't?" I retorted. "Go ahead. Pull the trigger, Miss Russel. But remember, you'll lose the last bit of control you think you have." It was one night, one gunshot, and millions of shattered dreams. In one night, I, Dr. Alina Russell, a nobody, lost the love of my life at the hands of his own brother, Adrian Salvatore. He took away everything I owned and was going to. He took away my unborn child. Not only this, but he proved every belief of mine wrong: that my fiancé was not a mere CEO, but he was the face of one of the most powerful Mafia families in North America; that now I was the unwilling participant in their Mafia Empire; that now I am the possession of Adrian Salvatore; for him to decide whether to kill me or keep me safe.

Asher's hands balled into fists as he tried to resist the temptation of her nearness. "You're playing a dangerous game, Isabella," he warned. "Am I?" Isabella's voice was low and husky as she pressed herself even closer to him. "Maybe I like danger, Asher. Maybe I like the way you look at me when you're angry." . . After her sister's murder in New York City, Isabella Claire Robbinson is determined to bring the killer to justice, even if it means betraying her best friend Natasha Jackson, and marrying her unsuspecting fiancé, Asher Theodore Jonathan. As Isabella delves deeper into the investigation, Asher starts to question his loyalty to Natasha as he witnesses a side of Isabella he never expected, plunging him into a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Their connection grows stronger, fueled by an intense and forbidden desire that lingers beneath the surface. But as Isabella unravels the truth, she finds herself facing a difficult choice—one that could jeopardize everything. She carries a secret, a revelation that will forever bind her to Asher. Forced to keep her secret hidden, Isabella's life and the life of her most loved one become targets for her enemies. As they navigate the treacherous waters of their forced marriage, Isabella and Asher must confront their pasts, question their loyalties, and determine what they truly want in the future. Will Isabella's pursuit of justice lead her to the killer, or will her own desires and emotions betray her? Can Asher forgive Isabella's betrayal, or will it be too late to salvage their relationship? Amidst the dangerous web of deceit and intrigue, they embark on a desperate search for truth and redemption. Will they find the answers they seek, or will the shadows of their pasts consume them both? Join the journey of Asher and Isabella in 'Deadly Desire'; where lust and revenge collide.

"Why, little princess? Does my proximity make you nervous?" Asked Zarek, in his velvet voice. Glaring at him, "Your presence suffocates me." Said Crystal, bitterly. "Really," Smirking, Zarek chuckled and said, "You didn't seem to complain last night." Zarek's remark elevated the frustration level in Crystal's head. Grabbing him by the collar, "Don't you dare talk to me like that!" Yelled Crystal. Grabbing her by her waist, pulling her closer, he fiercely said, "And don't YOU dare talk to me like that!" . . . “She was an angel craving chaos, they were the demon seeking peace.” Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that beasts exist, but because they tell us that they can be beaten. For years people believed that beasts don't exist anymore. For years people lived peacefully.  Little did they know that it was the calm before the storm as their belief was a lie. One fateful encounter changed a Princess's life completely. It took away all that she had ever known as she was torn between her family, her people who believed she was going to save them and the love of her life, her mate.  What happens when destiny plays it cruel game and gives her a chance to choose between her loved ones and mate? Who will she choose?  Join the journey of Princess Crystal Rosette Aquislanada in revealing the mysteries, the desires and her true identity.

[Mature Content- 18+] "Why are you making it so difficult?" I screeched at the top of my lungs. God, why does he have to make everything so difficult? "I'm your boss and you're responsible for following my orders. You have no authority to defy me." He snarled; his hands balled into fists. "Are you even listening to your baseless blabbering?" "Shut the hell up!" He roared with pure antagonism and fisted his hand on the glass painting that hung by the wall. I gasped at the sight of glasses shattered into tiny pieces, droplets of blood oozing down his knuckles. His jaw was clenched as he shot daggers into my eyes, not because of the pain that was inflicted by the quick punch, but the remembrance of my betrayal. ------- Mystery. Romance. Deception. It's a famous saying that, hate is a strong emotion- so is love. You can only hate someone you place in high esteem since you care about what they think. Just when Evelyn Williams thought she could bring some light into her miserable life, destiny played its cruel game again, bringing her back to the place where she started. Five years later, she is forced to work with one and only Xavier Blake Knight, the one who remembers how Evelyn Williams has broken his heart. After what she did to him, would she be able to look into his eyes? Unbearable secrets will be revealed with a mixture of irresistible desires. Desires that Evelyn fears would only deepen her wounds, but somehow heal Xavier's.

⚠️ WARNING!⚠️ This book contains mature contents,vulgar words,violence,toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers. ---- He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan."You sure you don't want this?Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words", She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth."I hate you,murderer", His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her."Say it again", She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly,as pathetic as it may sound.She gritted her teeth again and let out."I said I hate you,murderer!I wish you would just die and-ahh!",She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there."What are-ahh!",She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!",He growled.

"You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night-the night that had changed her life completely. "What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear. Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all. "Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine. "Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me." •••••••••• In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it-it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable... Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men. How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it-especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all?

Annette Vasquez is broken and desperate to talk to Ryan, her ex-boyfriend who broke up with her a month ago. When an intimidating man appears on her door dressed in all blacks, she runs for cover and sends Ryan a text for help. Vicente Di Alberto is the Don of the Italian Mafia, cold, ruthless and untouchable. A strange message pops up on his phone which has him acting on impulse. He hates men who hurts women and he is ready to save and protect the woman calling for his help. Rescued by a sinfully handsome man, Ann feels safe around him until she finds out his real identity and also finds herself married accidentally to the most feared man in Italy. She wants out but Vicente is ready to use the accidental marriage to his advantage.

BLURB: River never intended to be pulled into the dangerous world of the Mafia, but a single moment of bravery changes everything. In an attempt to save the man who fuels her wildest fantasies, she unwittingly steps into the path of Rico Swavey, the ruthless Mafia Lord with a dark, hidden past. Rico has built his empire on control and secrecy, keeping his heart locked away. But when River, the doe-eyed woman who sparks something dangerous within him, stumbles into his life, his defenses begin to crumble. Haunted by a crime from his childhood, Rico struggles to accept love, especially from someone like River. What happens when she becomes a stripper in his club? Can River break through the walls around Rico's heart? And can Rico forgive himself for the sins of his past to embrace a future with her? Dive into their world of passion, danger, and redemption in HIS HEALING GRACE.

Nikolai was facing me. Those full lips stretched into a wolfish grin, strong arms flexing at his side and those honey coloured eyes piercing through my soul. Gods, you really took your time with this one. He was so damn beautiful. I gulped and Nial skid to my left his hot body centimetres away from mine, his musky fresh scent enveloping me and those eyes. Those fucking brown eyes, warm and so full of love. His smooth skin glinting in the lit hallway just begging to be kissed and licked. "Like what you see, Love?" Nikolai muttered, sensual and that accent did things to me. My pussy throbbed involuntarily shutting out any comprehensible bone in my body, my brain included. My cheeks burned for eyeing them so shamelessly and I slightly shifted on my feet bumping into Nadei's front making me blush even more. "Love, we're going to kiss you, now." **** Nineteen year old Sofia never had thought that her kindness was a bad thing. Always trying to help those in need and always doing it with a bright, beautiful smile on her face. She was the epitome of an angel to most. But one fateful night had changed everything in her life. After saving a strange handsome man, she found herself thrust into a whirlpool of desire and possession. The handsome turned out to be the most infamous, dangerous Russian Mafia. What's worse, there are more than one man that want her so much. Three Mafia brothers kidnapped their shared wife, and never wanna let her go. Will she successfully run away?

After her heart was shattered due to her lover's decision to marry the director's daughter at their workplace, Hayle, an obstetrician, is determined to win back her former lover by implanting Lucas's embryo into her womb. But disaster strikes when the seed is accidentally swapped, and Hayle must come to terms with the fact that she is pregnant with an unknown man's child. Amidst her dilemma of whether to continue her pregnancy or terminate it, Hayle must confront the mysterious man who claims to be the father of the baby she is carrying. Another issue is that the man is unhappy that she is pregnant with his child. "Who are you?" Hayle's eyes darted around as she saw the figure of the man in front of her. "If you dare to do anything to my baby inside your womb, you will know who I am!" The voice, like the wind in winter, left Hayle frozen in place. Her lips trembled uncontrollably. "Al-alright."

"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.

In a world where survival means surrender, Daisy's life is shattered when she' is sold into a human trafficking ring by her stepfather. Abused, starved, and forgotten, she is left to fade into the shadows until Lorenzo, a ruthless mafia boss, buys her as a possession. His cruelty is unmatched, yet beneath his cold control, she begins to see a hint of something darker and more dangerous. When Viktor, a rival obsessed with destroying Lorenzo, seizes Daisy, her life takes a turn for the worse. Beaten and broken, she loses hope, praying for an end. But Lorenzo will stop at nothing to save her, and in the process, he discovers that what he feels for her is more than just ownership. As Daisy faces the aftermath of Viktor's abuse, she's torn between the man who owns her and the one who might finally save her, but healing isn't easy, and their tangled bond may be their only hope in a world built on pain. Will they survive the darkness that threatens to tear them apart, or will it consume them both?

"I hate you." she whispered, as her voice trembled with anger and desire. "I know Clara but your body doesn't." he replied, his eyes gleaming with intensity. "Shut up and just leave from here!!!!!." she growled as her hand pressed against his chest. "why does your lips say one thing but your eyes say another??" he asked, his mouth inches from hers. He moved closer to her as they felt the warmness of their bodies. "After everything you put me through, you have the audacity to come here??? you are a fucking monster Arsenio!!" she breathed. "And you are mine." he said as he crashed his lips to hers. Their hate filled words were lost in the passion of their kiss and their bodies entangled in an angry embrace, a clash of love and hate, desire and repulsion. "I hate you Arsenio." she repeated as her voice muffled by his lips. "I Know but I love you and I am here to get you back." Clara Nivera, a beautiful, young and timid woman who is forced to live with her step Father and his family, gets maltreated by them but escapes one day after finding out about a ploy to kill her. The night of her escape, after withnessing a murder, she finds herself entangled in the dangerous world of the mafia when she forcefully becomes the mistress of the powerful and ruthless Arsenio Robert. As she becomes deeper embroiled into Arsenio's life, she falls in love with him but learns the dark secrets of his criminal empire and the truth behind her own troubled past. After a misunderstanding leads Clara to finds solace in the arms of another, the question is, who will she finally settle for?? and what lies in her past??.

"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.