By Shazia Mustafa

"In the world of shadows, loyalty is bought, love is a weapon, and once the mafia claims you, you're ruined—body, soul, and everything you once believed in." Enzo Mezzesalma was cold, aggressive, ruthless, and grim. He had no weakness until he met her and once he got a taste of her, she became his new addiction, now he couldn't let go and she became his only weakness and now, they all wanted her just so they could ruin that perfect facade he had built over the years but only if they knew he was worst than the monster they had never heard of, he was just too good at hiding it. There had to be a reason for Rule Number 3, right? *~* It was summer and Anastasia thought the rest of her days would be sunny but she was dead as she stepped into her home for the first in two years after moving to the university campus to be exchanged for her parent's debts and just like that, Anastasia was thrown into the Mafia world, working as a maid to pay off her parents debts and then she met Enzo Mezzesalma and rule number 3 said: Stay Away From Enzo Mezzesalma. Anastasia didn't know when she started breaking that rule and got herself buried in a hole she wouldn't be able to pull herself out. "My own death does not frighten me, but yours? Oh, that's my greatest and deepest fear," - Enzo Mezzesalma "Being his slut and being a slut are two entirely different things," - Anastasia Martin

In one night, her life was ruined and never remained the same as she gets disowned by her father, tried to take her own life, but survived and eventually ended up in the hands of human traffickers. Onehhhh fateful night, she got drugged by her so called friends and loses her virginity to a complete stranger. The next morning, she accused for murder but couldn't remember anything that must have transpired last night. It was also said that, she had supposedly had sex with the deceased. There are lot of secrets to uncover. Secrets pertaining; who the real murder was, the person that took her virginity and the father of her unborn child as she discovers she was pregnant a few weeks later.

Princess Seraphine was raised to rule — now she lives collared as the King’s Slave. Taken by Draven, the merciless king of Korvath, Seraphine becomes the living symbol of vengeance for the crimes of her father. In a palace built on scars and blood, she must survive cruelty, humiliation, and enemies who want her broken or dead. Draven is no savior. Once a slave himself, he rules with iron control, haunted by what was done to him — including a secret wound inflicted by Seraphine’s father that ensured he could never father a child. Love has no place in his plans, especially not for the daughter of his enemy. But the palace hides dangerous truths. Maela, the king’s oldest maid, watches in silence while her daughter Renya — damaged beyond speech by the former king’s cruelty — carries fragments of a prophecy that could change everything. Briella, Seraphine’s former maid, knows a secret about the princess that neither Draven nor Korvath knows — a truth that could shatter hatred or ignite war anew. As desire turns into obsession and vengeance blurs into something far more dangerous, Seraphine finds herself falling for the very man who owns her — while those closest to the king plot her death. In a kingdom where power is taken, bodies are used, and love is forbidden, survival may demand a price greater than chains.

Amara Hale is a broken soul with an even more broken past. When she moves to Chicago, she hopes to finally forget what she left behind. Upon her arrival, she meets Lucian Moretti, a mafia boss who knows more about her than she thinks. Soon, the two struggle with constant battles of sexual frustration and indecisiveness. What will happen? Will Lucian admit his feelings? Does Amara escape her past?

“Come on baby, be obedient to Daddy and spread it widely,” Being her sister’s identical twins has always landed Lena Morgan into big trouble but never did she imagine being entrapped by the mafia because of a crime her sister commited. Things took another turn when the mafia got obsessed with her, forcing her to feel the same for him while breaking all her safety barriers but all she wants is revenge, how could she love a man who ruined her life?

My best friend's boyfriend was cheating, so I tagged along to bust him at a hotel. Fifteen hours until go time. Felicity Cook booked a room right next to Jake's, jaw tight. "They'll be here tonight. When the time comes, we'll catch them red-handed." Inside, I could barely keep my eyes open. She'd been a wreck since last night, and I hadn't slept a minute trying to keep her sane. Figured I had time, so I set an alarm and crashed. When I opened my eyes, a guy was lying next to me. Felicity kicked the door in and pointed at me. "Lydia Lloyd! I can't believe you betrayed me! You're my best friend! Why would you sneak around and steal my boyfriend?" I just stared, mind blank, trying to get words out. She snapped, yanked out a kitchen knife, and in front of everyone, drove it into me again and again. I hit the floor, drowning in my own blood, eyes stuck open like my body refused to let me go. I came here to catch a cheater—how did I end up the side chick? Then I blinked... and I was right back at the moment I first walked into that hotel with Felicity.

There are many men in the world that you should never mess with, and, Angel Roswell is one of them. He is the head of the Italian mafia Bujambo, a mafia cult group that rules the entire underworld. He is feared and respected by the president himself, Angel is a man you should never toy with, and what he wants, he gets. Selena Lethal is the daughter of the Russian don, Damon Lethal, a man who has a lot of secrets that can bring Angel down. As a warning, he kidnaps Damon's precious daughter, Selena. A lady who is as dangerous as her last name. Two dangerous people, one mansion, and a heated hatred between them.

Belle was eighteen. Bastian was twenty-eight—her brother’s best friend, the man she was never supposed to love. One violent night, his fists saved her. One stolen moment, his lips almost ruined her. Now, he’s trapped in an arranged engagement with a woman who owns his freedom— and Belle is the only thing he can’t stop wanting. Every glance burns. Every touch is forbidden. Every secret they share is a step closer to disaster. She should walk away. He should stay loyal. But when love feels like sin, how do you stop falling… for the one man you can never have?

Olivia the daughter of The Alpha and Luna of The Green River Pack has been known to have the best life but what happens when it all turns out to not be true! Her mother who used to be her best friend is now her prison warden, always keeping a watchful eye on Olivia and keeping her to a strict curfew. It all started two years ago, her brother, who used to be her best friend, her confidant... He just changed! It all happened the day he turned eighteen, after that... Well, to say he hated her was an understatement! He moved his things to the cottage outside and then packed up and left. He has been gone two years and not once did he ever contact her. ~~~Things are about to change, with Olivia turning eighteen and her controlling over protective brother returning, secrets are bound to come out. Especially now that there is a new threat to the pack and to Olivia. Will the secrets all come out or can Olivia fix all of this?

"t-they will k-kill me , pl-please save me . Please" She begged in front of him and almost fell on his knee he kept on Looking at her and inhaling on the cigar for a longer time. Red eyed fixed on her teary ones as he smoked out the nicotine stick . He scoffed at her pathetic state , so weak !! Too much innocent but that's the exact thing he hated the most . He hates weak people . "P-please , I ...I beg y-you" she started sobbing hard Looking down while he throws the cigar on his feet and stepped on it ... "She must be somewhere here , get her" they heard someone , clear as crystal . His eyes looked on the direction , of the source of sound . And her eyes got widen in horror . They are coming to kill her and there will be no one to protect her . "Come on Wifey , isn't this what married couple supposed to do on their wedding night?" Timothy said as his lips were ghosting on her neck . Every inch of her skin were shivering and hands trembling in fear. The fear which she faced years ago , when her dignity were ripping apart . Loud scream , yelling for help , when the monster was biting and feasting her like a meal . Layla tighten her lips and cleanched the bedsheets , Hoping this will end soon . "I never admire your beauty Darling , you're so beautiful . Damn I was blind all the time looking at those whores when I already have the most beautiful girl on earth. Join the journey of Laila Davis and Timothy Salvatore .