dirty little secret. the rules were simple, don't get attached, don't get caught, and never let your dad find out. you break the first rule almost immediately. the second doesn't stay intact for long. the third? that's the one that'll destroy everything.

Four years ago, Natalia Moretti disappeared. No goodbye. No explanation. Just silence. Once the youngest princess of the Italian mafia, Natalia was raised to obey-to smile, to submit, to accept a future chosen for her. Instead, she chose herself. Now she's back in New York. Her parents are gone. Her brothers rule the Moretti empire. And the boy she once loved-the one who thought she betrayed him-has become a man shaped by power, pride, and unfinished heartbreak. Natalia returns different. Stronger. Untouchable in ways no one expects. She's built a life of her own, far from the shadows she was born into-and she carries a secret that could change everything. As old feelings resurface and fate pulls her back into the orbit of the man she never forgot, Natalia must decide how much of her heart she's willing to risk again. Because love in their world is never simple. And some secrets aren't just dangerous- They're legacy-changing. Heir of Silence is a slow-burn mafia romance about first love, second chances, and the quiet strength it takes to protect what matters most-when the whole world is watching.

"You know," Lawson murmurs, curling his fingers into that same spot again, "for someone studying to be an attorney, you're remarkably easy to cross-examine." I can't even answer. His mouth brushes my ear. "One finger in the right place and suddenly you tell me everything." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The law was simple: don't cross the line. Falling for him destroyed it. It was never supposed to happen. Not with him. Not like this. Linelle is used to control-her future, her ambition, her place in a world that demands perfection. Lawson Conrad is used to something even more dangerous: restraint. Married. Respected. Untouchable. Until one moment changes everything. What begins as a mistake quickly becomes something harder to contain. Not love. Not just desire. Something quieter. More calculated. More dangerous. Because they don't lose control all at once- They give it up, piece by piece. And by the time either of them decides to stop- it's already too late.

"P-Papa..." I stutter as I try to climb into his lap, and he immediately lifts me closer with a soft sigh, brushing my hair back while I hide my blush against his chest..... ------ Rosalia Valentini is the definition of "how is she real??" 😭🤏💖 Tiny. Soft. A little clueless. Always looking up at people like the world forgot to make her taller than two feet 🥺✨ But here's the twist... She's not just any girl. She's the **Lost Italian Mafia Princess ** 👑🖤💫 And her six older brothers? Yeah... they've been searching for her for YEARS 😭🔥 Like full-on relentless, unstoppable, no-sleep, no-mercy energy just to bring their little sister home again. So when they finally do? Yeah. Game over. 💥 Rosalia gets brought into a mansion full of six extremely intimidating mafia brothers who act like they don't have hearts... but suddenly forget how to function when she blinks at them 😭💖 Like-how are they supposed to be feared in the mafia world when their tiny sister is standing there in an oversized hoodie asking if she can "help with snacks" 🥺🍪 She's shy, soft-spoken, stutters when she's nervous, and clings to people like it's a full-time job 🤏💞 She doesn't really understand rules, mafia life, or why everyone keeps calling her "princess" like it's the most obvious fact in the world. All she knows is: They're loud. They're scary. But they're also... hers 🥺🖤 And they treat her like she's made of glass, gold, and pure chaos energy all at once ✨💅 One second she's being carried like she weighs nothing 😭 Next second she's accidentally "helping" in mafia meetings by just sitting there looking confused 💀💖 But behind all the softness, the giggles, the oversized hoodies, and the "oops I didn't mean to do that" energy... Rosalia is a Valentini. And the mafia world is about to remember exactly what that means 👑🔥 Because the girl they lost? She's not lost anymore. She's home. 🖤✨ So tell me... a

# The Devil's Saint "You call it obsession." "I call it devotion." Anastasia Karpova once saved a dying man inside a church. She didn't know him She only knew that the stranger had piercing green eyes far too dark, too dangerous, to belong in the house of God. She thought that night ended there. She never realized that for him, that night was only the beginning. For two years, Artem searched for her. No name. No identity. Nothing but the memory of a girl in a white veil and a pair of green eyes he could never forget. And when he finally found her... Artem made only one decision. Take her. Two years later, in one blood-soaked night, Anastasia loses everything. Her father. Her brothers. Her home. Her entire world. And the man standing in the middle of that sea of blood... is the same man she once saved. **Artem Petrov.** The most feared Pakhan in Russia's Bratva. Cold. Ruthless. Merciless. A devil hidden behind a face beautiful enough to be mistaken for a saint. Forced into a marriage built on blood, obsession, and destruction, Nastya becomes the center of Artem's dark devotion. To the world, he is ruthless. To his enemies, merciless. To her- he is both salvation and damnation. But loving Artem Petrov comes with one terrifying truth: Everyone who loves him ends up destroyed. This is not a story about a devil becoming a saint. This is a story about a saint who survives the devil. Because to Artem, love was never about letting go. Love was possession. And the devil wearing a saint's face had only one weakness- the woman he called: Moya Svyataya. *My Saint.* He ruled a kingdom built on blood and death. She was the only thing that still smelled like spring. And perhaps that was why the devil wanted a saint. *Dark Romance • Bratva • Possessive Hero • Obsession • Enemies to Lovers • Toxic Love*

Sophia Bennett was forced into marriage with Adrian Whitmore after an unexpected pregnancy. For five years, she stayed in a marriage where Adrian loved only their daughter and treated Sophia like nothing more than a responsibility. But when Adrian starts an affair and even their daughter begins to grow close to his mistress, Sophia finally decides to leave. Just when Adrian realizes the value of the wife he never loved, Sophia has already started moving on. And this time, another man is ready to give her everything Adrian never could. Now Adrian must fight for the woman he took for granted... before he loses her forever.

Anna Rafferty left New York two years ago to find herself. Not because she was running. Not because she was afraid. But because somewhere between the violence, the secrets, and the trauma that changed her life, she'd lost herself. For two years, she built a life on her own terms. She traveled. She healed. She learned to preserve things most people considered beyond repair, restoring rare books and forgotten stories while trying not to think about her own. Because some trauma isn't dealt with. It's buried. Returning to New York was supposed to be simple. Be closer to her family. Purchase the rare bookstore she'd fallen in love with years ago. Continue building the future she'd fought so hard for. The only complication... Julian Mercer. The powerful, devastatingly handsome and infuriating Don of New York, a man she should stay far away from. A man her sister can't stand. A man she hasn't seen since the night she left the city. Unfortunately for her, Julian Mercer has never forgotten a debt or Anna. What starts as a favor quickly becomes stolen moments, lingering glances, and a connection neither of them seem capable of walking away from. The problem? Julian is a man built from secrets and Anna has spent the last two years burying her own. When a string of brutal murders rocks the city-random, violent, and seemingly unconnected-every road somehow leads back to one person. Anna. As detectives begin circling, asking questions she can't answer and digging for secrets she can't share, Anna finds herself caught between the life she's carefully built and a past determined to drag her back. And the closer the danger gets, the harder it becomes to ignore the man she's spent two years trying to forget. Because Julian Mercer has always been dangerous. The difference is that now Anna has something to lose. Not her safety. Not her freedom. But her heart.

Years ago, they were bound by a mistake called marriage. Too young to understand love, too proud to stay. They walked away , carrying the scars, the silence, and a story left unfinished. Now, after years apart, Arjun and Avantika stand on opposite ends of success , independent, unstoppable, and untouched by the past... or so they believe. But fate is never done playing its game. One unexpected meeting and all the walls they built begin to tremble. This time, there are no childish promises. No anger. No blame. Just two broken souls, learning to love the right way , the adult way , with patience, depth, and the kind of longing that never really dies. Maybe this is what destiny always meant .... not the love they lost, but the one they were meant to grow into. A story of second chances, healing hearts, and a love reborn in its most mature form. "They were too young to love right. Now fate gives them one last chance."

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

Gio and Rava promised to ride or die. Now they're learning how to raise a family, a new home, and each other. They survived the streets. Raising two tiny humans won't kill them. Probably. ______ Snapshots from the life they never thought they'd get to have! ( + Noah & Marco scenes ✨ )