
Claimed By My Brother's Best Friend
All her life, Brianna Fletcher had been running from dangerous men. But when she got an opportunity to stay with his elder brother after graduation, there she met the most dangerous of them all. Her brother's best friend, a mafia Don. He radiated danger but she couldn't stay away. He knows his best friend's little sister is off limits and yet, he couldn't stop thinking of her. Will they be able to break all rules and find closure in each other's arms? ****************************** "Your pussy is dripping for me, begging for me to use it." His deep voice sent shivers down my spine. He nipped my skin and pulled me up to sink me down his length. “You are going to take every inch of me.” He whispered as he thrusted up. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good. Is this what you wanted, my dick inside you?” He asked, knowing I have been fantasizing about him since the beginning. “Y..yes,” I moaned.

The Mafia Don's Lustful Desire
"If you do that again, I'll hurt you badly..." He threatened. Tears filled her eyes. "Chief, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to, but it just happened... I didn't know..." She cried. Dominick held her chin tightly. "Only speak when I tell you to..." He said through clenched teeth. She cried out when he let go of her chin abruptly. "Please, don't hurt me... I'm sorry..." She begged, but he didn't listen. "I don't want to do this... Chief, please... I'm scared... Please... Please..." She cried. "Take off your clothes..." He commanded, walking towards the wall. She was shocked by his order. She was so scared that she couldn't think straight. She tried to run to the door, but she didn't realize it was locked. ***** Grace is a kind and smart girl, but sometimes her kindness gets her into trouble. She was living a happy and peaceful life until a mob boss came to her house. Grace had to give up her own happiness because of her father's mistakes. But does this cruel man have any kindness in him? How long can she keep doing this for her father? How will Grace handle this quiet and mean man who barely speaks to her? After all, it's not easy to be intimate with a mob boss.

She belongs to Dimitri
Amara is sweet, kind, and doesn't take crap from anyone. While Dimitri is ruthless, rude, and can be downright cruel. Amara was the only girl since middle school he would tolerate being around him. She considered Dimitri, Lucia, and Liam her best friends and accepts them for who they are, even when cruel rumors start to spread about the boys in school. She stays by their side no matter what. However things change after graduating from high school. Dimitri goes overseas with his father without so much as a goodbye to Amara. After a few weeks with her close friends no longer arounds, she leaves Detroit and moves to Wisconsin to be a CNA. After six long years of being away, Amara moves back to Detroit. When the doctors she works with start spreading hurtful rumors around in the workplace, she has no choice but to return home with a baby on her hip. Dimitri has changed a lot in those six long years. He has taken over his father's family business and became the most feared and powerful mafia boss in Detroit. He has never forgotten about Amara and regrets letting her go at graduation. When he hears Amara is back in town, He becomes determined not to make the same mistakes twice. Even if he has to take her by force.

Make Me Moan, Daddy
"Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that’s been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son’s ring.” "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her. She was starving. And Domenico Gravano—her devil father-in-law—was the only man who ever made her feel full. He’s twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesn’t ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesn’t hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted. It’s forbidden. It's filthy. And it’s about to become her obsession. But Domenico doesn’t do soft. He doesn’t do love. He does control. He does power. He does ownership. And Reina? She’s about to find out what happens when a Gravano decides to make you moan… and never stop. He’s her father-in-law. He’s her first real pleasure. He’s the man who will destroy them both… just to keep her.

The Mafia's Wanted Desires
Ashley Evaline Miller was gorgeous, decent, smart and goal-oriented. She was like a warmth in the garden of darkness, but being stuck with her psychotic boyfriend, whom she'd do anything for, a wolf in a sheep's clothing, has constantly drained every ounce of warmth in her, leaving just a shell of who she used to be. Jaxon Arden Gray, the ruthless mafia boss, who has lived a life without colors, and could only bring himself to care about two things. Money and Power. Throwing himself into work as a way to escape his reality and shy away from his demons. Two broken humans who have worn a mask all their lives, colliding, and resulting in a dangerous attraction that sparked the attention of the psychotic ex-boyfriend, Adam, who would stop at nothing to get her back. The duo against the world, who sought to tear them apart, tossing them in a web of lies, blood-shed, vengeance, obsession and the greatest of all. DEATH.

Given in debt to the mafia King
I was never given a choice. My stepbrother’s debt to the Cosa Nostra sealed my fate, and in exchange for his life, I was handed over like property—promised to Sebastian Manchini, the ruthless mafia king of New York. Always dressed in black, he wears death like a crown, yet his face holds the beauty of a Greek god. Sebastian is no ordinary man. He is the kind of power whispered about in the dark—the shadow everyone fears but no one dares to confront. Men tremble at his name. Women crave his touch. And me? He makes my pulse race, my knees weaken… and he is the one man I can never refuse. But power never comes without blood. Chaos rips through New York, loyalties burn to ash, and the king I was forced to marry may very well become the man who destroys me. I thought I had escaped him, slipped free of the chains of his empire. But six months later, he found me—and bound me to his bed, determined I would never run again.What he doesn’t know is the truth I’ve buried in my heart— I fell in love with him the moment I saw him. He is not only the king of this city. He is the king of my heart. And I am not just his wife. I am his queen.

Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex
Convinced that Rosa had drugged him to crawl into his bed, Italian Don Luciano Mancini took her supposed betrayal as a blow to his pride. He served her divorce papers without hearing a single explanation—and exiled her not only from his home, but from the country itself. Years later, Rosa returned with a secret. Their son was dying. Diagnosed with high-risk acute lymphoblastic leukemia, the boy needed a stem-cell transplant from a biological sibling to survive. And to make that possible, Rosa had to conceive again—with the one man who despised her. Her ex-husband. Luciano Mancini. ⚠️ DARK ROMANCE CONTENT WARNING This is a very dark mafia romance intended for mature readers (18+). It contains a morally gray anti-hero, obsession, possessiveness, emotional manipulation, explicit sexual content, and disturbing adult scenes. If you crave danger, obsession, and morally complicated passion, this dark romance will grip you—but reader discretion is strongly advised.

Devil's Psychopathic Obsession
*** “Get back here Bella. Do not even try because you can't get away from me, and do not let me catch you myself.” “I don't want to have anything to do with you," she retorted angrily. “Oh, sweetheart, that is totally on you. Do you know how long I have been invested in you?” “You kidnapped me and brought me here. I don't want to be here and I'm not letting you touch me," her voice was so strong. He loved her challenge: it only made him harder. "Me touching you is definitely happening. You absolutely can't resist it for too long: you can only enjoy it now,” he said in a low, dangerous voice. With that, he quickly ran around the kitchen counter and caught her. “Got you… You can't run away from me Bella; no matter how hard you try I will always find you. “Let me go… now,” she shouted. “Not when I'm still breathing baby, you will love every single thing I do to you” he carried her over his shoulder to the bedroom… At a young age, Mirabella Antonio lost everything. Her parents died suddenly in a car crash. They died with a debt tagged to their names. A year later, her older brother, David was murdered in cold blood, trying to keep her safe and pay off the debt their parents owed. And the man at the center of it all was Hunter Groves. Four years later, he saw her again. He wants her. And Hunter doesn’t ask. He only takes. She opposed him in every way possible but he took her in every way possible. He is determined to imprint himself on her body and soul and that he did. Note; Dark romance; Male lead is a totally obsessed psychopath. ***Trigger warnings***

His Rule That I Want
One night. One stolen kiss. One forbidden touch. It was supposed to be just a moment-an escape. But the moment we shared had consequences I didn't expect. When I walked into his lecture the next day, everything I felt for him-everything I wanted from him-came crashing down. He's now the man I answer to. And yet, every glance, every brush of his hand, makes it clear: this isn't over. I shouldn't want him. But I do. And he knows it.

His Deceptive Possession
I am a ghost in a city of shadows. Five years ago, I traded my gilded cage in Italy for the grey, rain-soaked cobblestones of Edinburgh. I buried Krystina Romanovski and became Elena. I thought I was free. I thought I had outrun the man who ruined me. I was wrong. Massimo Bianchi owns the ground you’re standing on. Now, my landlord is evicting me, and a mysterious "benefactor" is rearranging my world, one forced move at a time. He is the predator in the mist, the heat on the back of my neck, and the steel-grey eyes watching me from the dark. He’s already in the walls of my life, marking his territory with blood and silver. He doesn’t want my apology. He wants his property back. And this time, there is no escape from the man who holds the keys to my very existence. He let me run just so he could enjoy the hunt. Now, the hunt is over. The possession begins.

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, and 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."

Claimed by My Husband's Ruthless Uncles
Her ex husband betrayed her and faked his death, Alexander Hart, her ex husband's uncle claimed her. Now the real Don is back, and he wants his brother’s wife. Josie thought marrying Alexander Hart would protect her. She never expected his older brother, Adrian Hart — the cold, ruthless Don who built their empire to return from the grave and set his sights on her. One forbidden night. One hidden moment watching water run down his scarred, powerful body and that thick, heavy cock. One dangerous craving she can’t shake. Trapped between two Hart brothers — one who owns her ring, and one who wants to own every inch of her — Josie is drowning in forbidden lust and deadly secrets. Adrian doesn’t share. Alexander doesn't share. Will she choose both or pick one?

His Dark Desire: The Devil’s Bride
I never meant to give my virginity to the devil. Two weeks later, I walked down the aisle in white…and found him waiting at the altar. Zayden Romano killed my groom. Took his place. Made me his wife to destroy my father. He calls me leverage. A pawn. His revenge. But the way he pins me down at 3 a.m., spreads me open, and growls “mine” while I come apart on his tongue doesn’t feel like revenge. It feels like obsession. He’s the monster I’m supposed to hate. So why am I begging the devil for more? THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT!

The Two Who Met
As Garcia grabbed her two arms, pushing her back against the bathroom wall with her hands above her head, he started kissing her neck, groping her breasts, she couldn't breathe. "Stop! Please!" "Darling, stop being so difficult, you brat." Images flashed through her mind as she screamed for help. Her throat hurt and her face were covered in tears. Stefano, Tyler, Anyone...Please...Help Me... It was as if they heard her thoughts and screams over the loud music and chattering. Stefano tore Garcia off her, and immediately she started to crumble onto the ground. As Stefano was hugging her trying to calm her down, Tyler was punching Garcia in the face. "Who the hell do you think you are touching Ms.Ricci like that." "That bitch wanted it." Garcia said bitterly as blood dripped from his nose and mouth. Stefano was fuming with anger, but he could get his anger out later. Comforting Calla was not a matter that could be handled later. Stefano picked up Calla's hand with the ring he put on a couple of hours ago, "You look right here Garcia. Do you see this ring? That's right, she's mine and I don't share what's mine. Ever." With a look of shock covering Garcia's entire face, "Take this bastard out of here, Tyler." **** As long as she wanted to be his, he will always be by her side one way or another.

Arranged Bratva Love
What do you do when you know you are about to be murdered? I know I am not the most elegant girl.I’m hated. Never the first choice. I was given to Slavik, a deadly, fearsome man in the Volkov Bratva. He was handsome as hell. Married into the world of the Bratva, I have to learn to survive. My husband doesn’t pay me attention, but the longer he ignores me, the longer I’ll live. I never wanted to grow close to Slavik because once I would’ve started annoying him, my game would’ve been off. Trouble is brewing in the Volkov Bratva. It’s dangerous, and I know it’s only a matter of time before I’m killed because I’m the stranger. The enemy. Slavik doesn’t love me. I’m nothing more than a duty to him. I’m an obligation, but when he finally notices me, his touches set me on fire. Does he know I’m loyal to him? My life is in his hands, and I fear I will never be the same again. Not until he started to fall for me day by day which was dangerous but worth surviving for.
The Mafia's Wife: Four Years Hidden, One Day's Escape
I tricked my mafia husband into signing our divorce papers—right in front of his mistress. For eight years, I was the Maynard family's ghost. Decoding enemy intel. Forging untraceable documents. Keeping their heir alive from the shadows. Then one bloody night turned me into Orion Maynard's wife. He called it a "strategic alliance." I was naive enough to call it destiny. Destiny, it turns out, has a cruel sense of humor. For four years, I warmed his bed, bled for his empire, and waited for a man who once pinned me against walls whispering, "You're mine, tesoro." Then Sabrina Rossi waltzed back from Paris—and I stopped existing. The night he held me close, drunk and desperate, he moaned her name against my lips. I finally understood: I was never his wife. Just a placeholder. So I did what shadows do best. I vanished on my own terms. First, I let sunflowers swallow the crescent moon on my collarbone—a foolish tribute to his promise that I was his eternal light. Then I tucked divorce papers between routine forms and handed him a pen. He scrawled his name without a second glance. Orion Maynard can keep his throne and his precious Sabrina. But when the most dangerous man in New York realizes his ghost is gone for good, he'll learn something new:Some women don't come back.

Serpentine Desires
/MATURE CONTENT AHEAD/ 18+/ He tilted his head and turned in my direction. “If I were playing with you, you would’ve lost by now.” He flicked the ash from his cigar onto the car floor, the small, glowing embers scattering like tiny stars. “I am giving you a choice here, little bird. It’s either you let me bleed your cunt, or watch me make your family bleed.” Judas Romanovski, the man people warned me about, the man people feared, the man who destroyed the only thing I thought I had control of—my morals, my patience, my heart. I was deceived first, then entangled in the lies he weaved with his sinful fingers, luring me, manipulating me, and then caging me. A moth drawn to the flame, like tides drawn to the moon, like Eve tempted to sin... a bird caught in a serpent's clutches. My helplessness intrigued him; my cries amused him. "I can hear your heart racing, Seraphina," he murmured, his voice a deadly whisper. "Do you know what excites me the most? It's not your fear. It's the challenge of breaking you, piece by piece until there's nothing left but my possession." ****** Seraphina, a determined and selfless young woman who moved to Russia to pursue her studies and escape her family's financial struggles. Focused on securing a decent job to pay off her family's debts, she found herself in a precarious situation when her roommate suggested a highly lucrative job as the caretaker for the blind businessman. What could go wrong? Desperate for money, Seraphina accepted the opportunity without realizing the profound impact it would have on her life. Little did she know, her decision would thrust her into the world of Judas Romanovski, the blind Russian mobster known for his merciless tactics and captivating turquoise eyes. Judas Romanovski's initial attraction to Seraphina sparked a dangerous game of desire and power. Unused of being denied anything, he became obsessed with this young caretaker whose innocent eyes only fueled his desire. Willing to go to extreme lengths, Judas stopped at nothing to make Seraphina his, even if it was just for one night. But was one night enough for him to possess all that he desired from her?

Married To The Russian Mafia Boss
“You taste so fucking good, baby”, Nikolai groans roughly, “So fucking good,” and then he drags his arousal against my centre, forcing me to feel every inch of him. Fuck, he was big. Like really big. I'm talking Antarctic blue whale big. “Feel what you do to me, Solnyshko” he growls roughly against the sensitive planes of my neck. I feel his teeth graze my neck, and a ragged breath escapes me. “You drive me crazy, every time I see you, I can’t fucking think straight. Is this what you want? For me to lose my goddamn mind.” *** Sold by her father to save himself, Ava is forced to walk down the aisle towards a future she never wanted. Just when she thinks her fate is sealed and the universe is against her, An unexpected stranger walks into the ceremony claiming her as his. Nikolai Volkov is the enigmatic head of the Russian Mafia. A figure shrouded in mystery and power and a person not to be messed with. To him Ava is the key he needs to uncover the tragedy that claimed the life of his brother. When Ava finds herself head first in the middle of two mafia families she must decide if she can trust the man who sets fire to her soul with just a single touch or if she's willing to continue being a pawn in a much bigger chessboard.

Ravaged And Ruined By Daddy's Enemies
I was Daddy's innocent little princess, locked away and untouched. Then his enemies took me. They fucked me hard, filled me up, made me come until I screamed their names. At first I hated it. Now I crave it. Every cock, every load, every public humiliation. Daddy saw me ruined and dripping, and I still begged for more. I'm not his anymore. I'm theirs. Completely broken, completely addicted, and I never want it to stop. 18+ WARNING: This story contains extreme explicit content, including non-consensual to consensual themes, group sex, breeding, public humiliation, degradation, taboo elements, rough anal, multiple partners, and graphic sexual acts. Not suitable for readers under 18. Proceed with caution – this is dark, filthy erotica with no redemption arc.

One Night, Now He Wants Me
"You are getting married, huh?" A shrill voice asked me from behind. "You don't look happy.' "It's a complicated situati..." He cut me off. "I can make you happy." My eyes darted between his lips and eyes, he noticed my indecision and locked his lips with mine. While battling with betrayal, Iris melts into a mafia's touch without knowing who he is. Now she must bear all the consequences that follow.
