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CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON

"You have this beauty that captivates men, don’t you? There were plenty of naked women in this room, but the second you walked in, the men lost control. They wanted a piece of you. They wanted to own you." His fingers trail down my jaw, tilting my chin up. "Not knowing you already belong to me." I swallow hard, my breath caught in my throat. He moves away, settling into a chair with ease. He unbuttons his coat, leans back, spreads his legs apart like a king, which I guess he is... And then, his voice turns lethal. "From now on, Ariella Costa, you are mine to use. Mine to play with. Mine to do with as I please." The words hit me like a heart attack. "Your body belongs to me. Your mind belongs to me. Your soul belongs to me." He smirks, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I own you."

Too Late To Love Me: I Already Left With His Twins

Five years ago, I left my husband a note. Three sentences. A returned bracelet. A door closing softly at 4am. He told me to get rid of our baby. I got rid of him instead. Now he’s sitting across my boardroom table in the city I built for myself, looking for the woman he married. She’s gone. What’s left is stronger.

Too Late To Love Me, Mr Billionaire

Men don’t value what they have. They value what they lose. Learn to leave a situationship, relationship, or even a marriage that doesn’t make you happy. Like the saying goes: when you’re available, you’re invisible. When you leave, suddenly you matter. This is the story of Kira Ashford, a woman who gave everything for Adrian Westbrook. Her celebrity chef career. Her family’s fortune. Her own identity. All just to be the perfect wife, yet it wasn’t enough. It was tears upon tears, Kira finally gathered the courage to leave and return to her parents and family. She brushes herself off, throws herself back into her career, Got a new man who worships the ground she walks on, and guess what? Her ex-husband wants her back. A man won’t change when you’re crying. He changes when you’re gone. Do you think Kira will take back her ex-husband or move on with her new love interest? Find out now!!

He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy

On the night of my engagement party, I found my fiancé with his hands in my sister’s hair. I thought the betrayal ended there. I was wrong. Minutes later, Ethan stood in front of both our families and announced that he was in love with Ava. My sister. While everyone rushed to comfort them, I became the villain for refusing to smile through my own humiliation. Then Damien Black walked into the room. Powerful. Untouchable. The one man Ethan feared. Before the night ended, Damien handed me a contract. One year. One marriage. One chance to save my father’s company. All I had to do was become his wife. I should have said no. Instead, I signed. Now my ex can’t stop watching me. My sister can’t stop competing with me. And the man I married keeps protecting pieces of me I thought nobody noticed. The problem is that Damien Black is hiding something. And every day I spend with him makes me less certain that our marriage was ever supposed to be just a contract.

Shifted Fate

Amy was the luna of her pack, growing a pup in her stomach when the alpha betrayed her and took her life, and that of her pup. When she woke up six years earlier she decided to change everything. Revenge would be something she focused on.

Second Chance for the Barren Luna

“If you can’t provide an heir, you’re a Luna in name only. I need more than a worthless, barren omega cosplaying as a Luna!” My Alpha husband Jason’s words cut deeper than any silver blade. For three years, I have kept the truth from him. He thinks he married a weak omega. But the truth? I am the Alpha King’s daughter. I wait eagerly for his return from a victorious war, ready to reveal who I truly am. Only to find him walking back with his mistress, Viki, who has already carrying his pup. “You have two options,” Jason snarls, eyes cold. “Lose your status as Luna and go back to being a useless omega. Or stay for Viki and help raise my heir.” Pushed to my breaking point, I accept his rejection and return to my father’s kingdom. I think my heart is dead but fate has led me to a dangerous second-chance mate. Worse, Jason can’t let me go that easily.

Mafia King's Innocent Bride

Vincent Hastings, the ruthless Billionaire and the most fearful Mafia King in New York. He is the boss, he can get everything that he wants whether he does it with bare hands or by force. Just like how he forced Sophie Laurens, youngest daughter of Albert Laurens, one of the richest men in New York who had an agreement with Vincent to have one of his daughters marry him. He willingly offered his youngest one, not minding what the consequences are, not minding what Sophie's future might look like. Will Sophie be able to change the ruthless mafia boss? Or will she just escape from him?

Claimed By My Mafia Step brother

Isabella Martinez's father died when she was eighteen years old. She had been separated from her mother at an early age and had no knowledge of the business her mother was involved in with her new husband. After her father's death, she is pushed into her mother's world, where she meets her husband and her husband's son, Alex. Alex is unlike any male she has ever encountered; he is cruel and demanding. He's harsh and intimidating. Alex was known to instill dread in individuals merely by glancing at them. Isabella is unaware that he is the world's most dreaded Mafia Don. Alex claims Isabella is his own the instant his eyes meet hers. Her stepbrother is a womanizer who astonished everyone when he claimed Isabella. Isabella is terrified and despairing; will she learn to accept her stepbrother into her heart? She shouted out, "Y-You can't do that." ❝You are my brother.❞ He chuckled at her. ❝I am not your brother, neonata.❞ His lips were on her neck, nibbling her skin and moving down. ❝ Why are you doing this? She asked. ❝ Because you are mine.

His Broken Angel

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THE ENEMY BOSS AND THE FORBIDDEN TWIN

Sophia Veyra was supposed to marry Lucien Moretti, the ruthless mafia king her family had chosen for her. But three days before the wedding, she disappears without a trace. Desperate to protect their family, Sophia’s parents force her twin sister, Anastasia, to take her place. Unlike her gentle sister, Anastasia is a trained fighter and a private investigator. She enters the Moretti mansion with one goal: find Sophia, uncover why she ran, and escape before Lucien discovers the truth. But Lucien already knows. From the moment Anastasia walks down the aisle, he knows she is not Sophia. Worse, he has known Anastasia for years—and has been waiting for the chance to make her his. As Anastasia digs deeper, she discovers Sophia’s disappearance was never about love. Someone wanted a Veyra daughter inside the Moretti family, and Sophia discovered a secret powerful enough to put both families at risk. Now Anastasia is trapped between a dangerous husband who refuses to let her go, a sister who knows more than she admits, and an enemy determined to destroy them all. And the closer Anastasia gets to the truth, the more she realizes she may have been the bride they wanted all along.

The Devil's Maid

To owe Jade Black a debt is to be property. To cross him is to be destroyed. Aria Finner grew up watching her family fall apart. When her father's debt reaches a point of no return, he makes one desperate decision. Offer his daughter as collateral for one year. Jade Black is ruthless, feared, and magnetic. When he sees Aria's photograph something inside him shifts. Something he cannot explain and does not want to. He takes her as a year-long servant in his house. She looks exactly like a woman he lost. He tells himself that has nothing to do with it. Bound to his rules and dressed in clothes meant to tease and torment, Aria fights the pull of the man she should hate. Every command, every touch, every commanding glance tests her will and stirs desires she refuses to name. She is strong and she will not submit. Yet she cannot shake the feeling that she was not brought here simply to pay a debt. As the year unfolds tension twists into passion. Enemies lurk, secrets surface, and both are forced to confront what they cannot escape. The hunger for each other and the dangerous truth that what began as servitude might end in something neither of them planned for. A year of service. A lifetime of consequences. Aria must decide. Resist the devil. Or surrender to the man who sees someone else every time he looks at her.

Kidnapped by the Russian mafia

Aurora Monroe thought she was saving her best When ruthless Russian mafia boss Nikolai Volkov gives Aurora an impossible choice, she willingly takes Whitney’s place, believing she is protecting her from something far worse. But Aurora quickly discovers there was never really a choice. Nikolai wanted her all along. Drugged, kidnapped, and hidden inside a remote mountain estate, twenty-two-year-old Aurora awakens chained in an underground cell with no idea where she is or why Nikolai is so determined to keep her untouched. For eight terrifying days, she is starved, isolated, and left wondering whether anyone will ever find her. Then she meets Aleksandr Volkov. Nikolai’s older brother. A tattooed, violent mafia enforcer Aurora privately names the Brute. Aleksandr is everything she should fear. He is dangerous, unpredictable, and loyal to the very family holding her captive. He makes one thing painfully clear: if Aurora escapes, he will find her and bring her back. But Aleksandr is also the first person inside the Volkov estate who remembers she is human. He feeds her. Protects her. Stops when she says no. And when he begins questioning why Nikolai has been watching Aurora for far longer than anyone realized, Aleksandr discovers his brother may have plans for her more horrifying than either of them imagined. Aurora knows she cannot trust her captor. Aleksandr knows caring about her could make him betray his own blood. But as hatred becomes understanding, fear becomes dangerous attraction, and the walls between prisoner and protector begin to crumble, Aurora discovers the greatest threat may not be falling into the hands of the Russian mafia. It may be falling in love with the one man she was supposed to hate. Because Aleksandr Volkov might protect her from every monster in his world- except himself

TRENT

When Becca Sterling gets a job offer to work at a posh mansion, she has no idea that her boss is a very famous football star. Not only is he filthy rich, but he's also arrogant and rude. She didn't sign up for this. Trent Arnold has a secret buried deep in the depth of his soul. A haunting secret. Despite the luxurious lifestyle, he is miserable. Until he meets her...

Her Rock

Ella Mae Emerson, the girl who stays hidden at all costs, the girl who likes to be alone with eyes glued to the floor, words coming out as stutters, and nervousness her own personal shadow. She's just a girl who's trying to make it through the day with anxiety clinging to her back.Declan Olin Anderson, the new kid who transferred with drooling features and a charming attitude. Football is his sport, you could say he's quite the stellar athlete who's got game both on and off the field. If you push he'll pull, he doesn't quit because no good athlete does.She wasn't like him and he wasn't like her. They each got their own problems but finding each other wasn't one of them.*"You're beautiful Ellie, that's why they're staring." He whispers into my ear. My cheeks go hot as my eyes meet his. I don't know why, but when Declan calls me beautiful I get this feeling that I can't describe. He makes me feel so special. At this moment it's just me and him, he smirks and adds, "You're my girl, not theirs, they are jealous and they should be."

Living With The Player

Camilla is a decent girl by the books — The greatest bad thing she did was burn her own home. The other complication in her life is a secret that includes Dylan Emerton. What's absurd is that Camilla is compelled to move into Dylan's house, the alternative is being homeless. Being this close to him is futile. Camilla thinks back to her past. His touch. The pain that ensued. But Dylan doesn't. Not even in the slightest. How long will it take before their past traps them? And of what good is the undeniable attraction to each other.

One Of the Guys Part 2

She licked my thigh and I melted from the heat of her tongue. “Oh Jagger, please…” I begged as she teased my wet center with her tongue.__________________________Keegan and I were a couple now. It was so different than before. I wasn’t afraid to be near him. I craved it. We hadn’t given each other our virginity yet, but I had a feeling we would before he left for school. _______________________________“Kee, I loved you then too. I never thought you would ever feel the same way about me. I hate that I never told you how I felt. We missed so much time together that we could have spent loving one another. This is seriously the sweet—-“, but before I could finish my sentence he scooped me up in his arms and kissed me slowly and methodically. His warm breath swirled around my lips. He picked me up and sat me on top of the counter top. Still kissing me, he rubbed my waist and my thighs. I grabbed the back of his hair and put my other hand on his chest. I could feel his heart beating so rapidly. He started kissing my neck and I could hear myself moaning softly. He started to unbutton my shirt. Read more in this book and find out what happens with Brees and Keegan this time around. Someone new comes into their lives and shakes things up. I

The Boy I Wasn't Supposed To Want.

He was her first crush. Then he became her stepbrother. Ivy Bennett spent three years loving Callum Reyes in silence, believing he never noticed her. She was wrong. Now their parents are getting married, forcing them under the same roof, where stolen glances become dangerous, quiet conversations become impossible to forget, and every day makes the line between family and forbidden love harder to ignore. But they're not the only ones with secrets. Callum's beautiful ex-girlfriend is determined to destroy Ivy's reputation before the wedding. Their parents are hiding a twenty-two-year-old betrayal. And the closer Ivy and Callum grow, the more everyone around them seems determined to tear them apart. Some loves are forbidden. Theirs might destroy an entire family.

ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY

“If you’re going to kiss me, sweetheart, at least make it convincing.” I should have pushed him away. I should have stepped back after that. Instead, I pulled him closer and kissed him even harder. My boyfriend of two years had just cheated on me with my best friend, and with half the school watching, I needed a distraction, something that would make it clear I was not the one who had lost. So I grabbed the first guy I saw and kissed him. Unfortunately, that guy was Kyle West, the school’s star athlete and resident bad boy, the one guy every girl wanted and every teacher feared, and apparently the worst person I could have chosen. Because the second my lips touched his, something changed. Kyle didn’t pull away. Instead, he kissed me back. For three years, I’ve kept my head down, stayed at the top of my class, worked late nights at a bar, and sacrificed everything to keep my family together. Kyle lives by completely different rules. He collects trophies, breaks hearts like they mean nothing, and walks through school like he owns every hallway. Yet somehow, the boy I kissed to make my ex jealous is making it impossible to remember why I ever wanted to let him go. One reckless kiss was supposed to be my revenge. Now Kyle wants to turn it into something real, and the more I try to convince myself that he is only playing another game, the harder it becomes to stay away.

Love, Broken, and Found

I married the same man seven times. He had divorced me seven times for his first love, just so he could spend vacations with her freely, and so she wouldn't have to deal with rumors or gossip. The first time we divorced, I tried to stop him by hurting myself. I ended up in the hospital, but he didn't even come to see me. The second time, I lowered myself to apply as his assistant at his company, just so I could see him more. By the sixth divorce, I had already learned to pack my things quietly and leave our apartment without a fuss. My meltdowns, my constant giving in, and my numb compromises only led to one thing: him coming back to marry me on schedule, and repeating the same old games. Until now. When I heard that his first love was returning to the country, I handed him the divorce papers first. As usual, he made a plan to remarry me later, but this time, he had no idea that I was leaving for good.

Ashes of Betrayal

On my son’s birthday, my husband had asked his first love to pick our son up from our home. While I stubbornly refused to let him go, a huge fire broke out in the hallway during our standoff. I was struck by falling debris, and blood started streaming from my head. However, my son was unharmed as he lay beneath me. My husband, who was a firefighter, came forward to rescue us. But he handed the only gas mask he had to his first love. “Miss Leia has a weaker constitution. Dad, please get her out first. Mom, wait for the other firefighters to save you!” I watched them leave with a faint, bitter smile. It appeared that they had both forgotten my severe asthma and the fact that I would die without a gas mask.

My Husband Regretted Causing My Miscarriage Due to Misunderstanding

Zackary and I had been married for seven years and finally had our first child. But seeing the pregnancy result, he suspected that the child was not his. Out of anger, I went to do a paternity test with him. On the day the result came out, Zackary, who was supposed to be in the hospital, appeared at my door. He was holding a photo. The photo showed that my underwear was at his friend's house. He kicked me so hard that I lost my baby. He shouted, "You bitch, you dare to cheat on me. I won't raise another man's child, you know. Go to hell!" Later he knew the truth and begged my dead child to come back.

Beyond the Wasteland, Wildflowers Bloom

We'd planned a dream elopement photoshoot in Montana, but just before the trip, I came down with a severe case of acute gastroenteritis. My fiancé, Wallace Romano, looked at me with concern. "Then we'll all stay home. What's the point of going without our leading lady?" My best friend, Wallace's younger sister, and the rest of our friends all agreed. I thought I'd found my fairy-tale romance and a circle of friends who would stand by me for life. Then, while borrowing Wallace's tablet to watch a show, I accidentally opened a shared cloud album. The latest photo showed Wallace passionately kissing his ex-girlfriend, Emma Berry, beneath enormous flags in the Alps. All the friends who'd insisted they couldn't enjoy the trip without me were right there, cheering them on. "Wallace and Emma finally got their happy ending. Talk about a perfect romantic finale." "Without Miley around to ruin the mood, Emma has been so much happier." "She probably still thinks we're all staying home. We didn't even book her a plane ticket. Emma's the one who got one." "And that stomach bug? Apparently, Wallace left a glass of juice sitting out for two days just so she'd drink it." Their familiar voices washed over me, and my blood ran cold. If I wasn't the leading lady in Wallace's love story, it was time for me to find a leading man of my own.

When the Dream Fades

After taking care of my mother's ashes, I rushed overseas to attend my fiance's wedding to another woman. Preston Wallace had developed retrograde amnesia during a secret mission. He remembered everyone and everything—except me. His doctor said the most effective way to recover his lost memories was to continue the life he'd come to accept after losing them. In other words, he had to keep playing husband and wife with his female partner. So, for the sake of my unborn child, I personally handed Preston the wedding vows. That night, I came across a trending post online. "I feel awful about what I've put her through. For the past three years, whether she had a fever, caught a cold, or got into a car accident, she had to handle it all alone. How can I make up for what I owe her and still enjoy my life now without feeling guilty?" Someone replied in the comments, "You can't have it both ways. But you could switch from retrograde amnesia to situational amnesia—where you remember whoever you're with." Not long after, Preston messaged me. "Madeline, it's been three years. How have you and your mom been?" I stared at his message without replying. Preston had no idea that after what happened to him, his enemies came by our home, wanting to retaliate against my mother and me. My mother was stabbed 12 times while protecting me. After three years in a vegetative state, she finally regained consciousness. But when she heard that Preston had lost his memory and was going to marry another woman, she couldn't handle the news and died.

I'm the Side Chick in My Own Romance

All of our old college friends consider Simon Horne and me the model couple. We've been dating for eight years now. He has driven across half the city just to bring me breakfast before, and he once skipped a business meeting for a deal worth ten million dollars just to be with me when I felt sick. Our old classmates always tease us by saying, "If you guys break up, none of us would ever believe in true love again." … During one of our regular meetups, everyone decides to play truth or dare. The one who's chosen has to show everyone what they've saved their partner as in their phone. Smiling, I flash my screen at everyone. Simon's profile picture bears the name "My Beloved Mr. Horne". The crowd hollers in response. Meanwhile, Natalie Adams, my best friend, hesitates and refuses to show us her phone. "You've been secretly married to your husband for seven years now! Why are you still so bashful? Come on. Show us! We wanna see that mysterious husband of yours who spends all his time abroad!" Natalie forces a weak smile and says, "He doesn't want to be revealed. How about giving me a different punishment?" Thinking that Natalie's just shy, I tease her for a bit and snatch her phone away when she's distracted. "It's been seven years! Now it's time for me to find out who you married—" My voice cuts off sharply. On the screen, displayed below the word "Hubby", was Simon's profile picture. Natalie's expression stiffens as she grabs her phone at once. "It's not what you think!" The next moment, her phone starts ringing. In her panic, she accidentally takes the call on speaker mode. Simon's familiar voice fills the room. "Hey, babe. Why aren't you home yet? I've picked Andy up from the babysitter, and he's been asking for you." A young boy's voice calls out after, "Daddy, when is Mommy coming home?" The laughter in the room dies out. I look down at the engagement ring on my finger. As it turns out, hidden behind an eight-year-long relationship that has been the envy of all others is the truth that has evaded me this whole time—that my fiancé has long since married my best friend and started a family with her.