In Siracusa, nobody says the word pizzo. You say "the first of the month." Maria Greco has spent her whole life in her father's café, pretending not to know where the envelopes go. Then a stranger comes to collect them: Giovanni Marchetti, a Brooklyn-born enforcer with a perfect suit and eyes that miss nothing. She tells him he sounds like a violin played with a hammer. He orders an espresso. What begins as coffee and quiet defiance becomes the one thing neither can survive without. But in a town where the Don counts cups the way God counts sparrows, love is a debt, and every debt gets collected. ZAGARA is a slow-burning Sicilian tragedy of forbidden love, loyalty, and blood. Part One: The Man from Brooklyn Part Two: The Price of Silence Part Three: The Last First of the Month ⚠️ Mature: violence, organized crime, sexual content, and a tragic ending.

ده سال از نبرد دشت مغانه گذشته. پادشاه تیمور همراه خدابانوی تاریکش بر جهان حکم می‌راند، و حتی نام پدر مرده‌ش ممنوعه. بن، پسر نوزده‌ساله‌ی تیمور، بچه که بود به قلعه‌ی رز فرستاده شد؛ قلعه‌ای کوچیک و پر از بوته‌های رز وحشی، جایی که خانواده‌ای پیدا کرد که حاضر بود براش بمیره. بعد یه نامه‌ی جعلی اون رو به جاده‌ی تیرها کشوند، و وقتی برگشت، از همه‌چیز فقط خاکستر مونده بود. صدایی ناشناس شمشیری بهش می‌ده که حتی خدایان رو می‌کشه. بهاش؟ هر بار که کشیده بشه، یه خاطره می‌خوره. یه صورت. یه اسم. یه عشق. حالا بن به سمت خدایانی می‌ره که خونه‌ش رو سوزوندن، با یه شاخه‌ی خشک رز، یه سوت چوبی و شنلی نیمه‌دوخته که دیگه نمی‌دونه مال کیه. هر پیروزی ذره‌ای از خودش رو خالی می‌کنه. و یه دست گرم و نامرئی روی شونه‌شه، که یادش نیست و شاید نباید بهش اعتماد کنه. هشدار: این داستان شامل خشونت گرافیکی، گور، شکنجه، مرگ شخصیت‌ها، جنایات جنگی، فحش و مضامین آسیب‌زاست. فقط برای بالای ۱۸ سال. برای زیر ۱۸ سال پیشنهاد نمی‌شه.

KING OF 77; MASSACRE OF GODS The world has been silent for ten years. Since the Battle of Moghaneh, King Timur has ruled with fear, his dark goddess-queen at his side, and even the name of his dead father is forbidden. Ben, Timur's nineteen-year-old son, was exiled as a child to a remote Castle of Roses, where he found a family he was willing to die for. Then a forged letter lured him onto a road of arrows. By the time he crawled home, everything he loved lay in ashes. A mysterious voice offers him a sword that can kill gods. The price: every time he draws it, it devours a memory. A face. A name. A love. Now, Ben walks toward the gods who destroyed his home, carrying a dried rose, a wooden whistle, and a half-finished cloak he can no longer explain. Each victory empties him a little more. And an invisible, warm hand rests on his shoulder-a presence he can't remember, and perhaps shouldn't trust. Warnings: This story contains graphic violence, gore, torture, character death, war atrocities, strong language, and traumatizing themes. Mature audience (18+) only. Reader discretion is advised.