Heisobsessed Stories

In New York, everyone knows who the Medici are. And everyone knows to never look at them for too long. Artemis Sullivan, 15, has learned to become invisible. She moves through the hallways silently, hides her bruises under her too-long sleeves, and counts the days until graduation so she can disappear forever from the prison-house she lives in. Then they arrive. Three black SUVs and three siblings who look like they stepped out of a beautiful nightmare: Liam, Killian, and Lisa Medici. The triple threat who's already in charge of New York even before turning 18. Killian Medici is 17 years old, has ice-blue eyes, and has a reputation that even adults fear. He never smiles. He doesn't speak unless it's necessary. He never loses control. Until he sees her. From the first moment he lays eyes on Artemis, something inside him breaks. She is fragile, silent, and broken, and he wants to protect her, possess her, and keep her away from the world that is about to swallow her up. But Killian isn't just any boy. He is the heir to an empire of blood, and love has always come at a high price for the Medici. But when the Artemis father raises his hand again and the Medici world knocks on the Sullivan's door, Killian must choose: let Artemis remain "innocent"... or mark her forever with his blood. An intense and painful slow burn. A mafia romance where he is already obsessed and she is still too young to understand what it means to belong to a Medici. Give my book a chance please. Everything is always under constant review

She was supposed to get married. Not run. Not in the middle of the night... not in a lehenga heavy enough to drag her back into the life she never wanted. But Shravi Patil chose freedom. She ran. Straight into him. Vashisht Raithan. The man no one escapes. The heir of Tamogna. The silence before destruction. He didn't shout. He didn't chase. He simply stopped her world... with one move. Her brother's life- in his hands. And suddenly, freedom wasn't hers to choose anymore. She hates control. He is control. She wants to fight. He doesn't lose. And Vashisht doesn't ask. He claims. "You can run again, Shravi..." "Just remember-next time, I won't need a reason to break you."