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Black eyes. Soulless. Unforgiving. Grey. Ice-cold, but just enough that I'm able to melt it. Both make me feel something. The matter was, which one out-weighed the other? Rule-bound, my life feels more like a cage than it ever has. I have no opportunity to use my fire and break out- heat can only do so much. And then like a fish out of water, I have to attach myself to this man- a man I know is dangerous. But so am I. The thing is, I don't know just how much. Only when he touches me, looks at me, talks to me even if his voice is laced with Russian poison.. that's when I realize just what agreement I've accorded with. It's a crippling touch of fire everytime he's near, and the most dangerous thing of all- even more than him, is the fact that I don't hate it. Stone is what I see when I look into his eyes. I wonder, is his heart made of it too? Nikolas Volkov When a bloody feud between the Russian Bratva and the Cosa Nostra ends with one outback- I'm forced to put myself in a position I have no other choice but to fulfill. With the Pakhan on my back, eyes everywhere mean complying is the only option. Only when the moment comes, is when I realize just what I've gotten myself into. She's.. indecipherable. I don't know what the hell this feeling is. I know it's not good. But my body tells me it's not bad, either. I try to stay away, but feeling her tremble and light like a switch underneath my touch when she's so used to staying upright, it awakens a dark, fulfilling part of me. My heart's made of stone. It always has been. So why do I feel it sway whenever she's near? 17+ Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

I started to step back slowly. " please I am sorry , I didn't mean to invade in your privacy " I scared of his reaction the way he staring in to my soul makes me tremble to my core . He starts to take predatory steps towards me slowly like he is feeding on my fear . " oh darling , I am happy that you did break rule because now I had a reason to show you the consequences of your actions " I took step back until my back hit the door . I tried to hold the handle but the door was locked . He smirked " you may Enter here according to your wish but , when you should leave it depends on me " I gulped as I feel his breath on my forehead " Pl .. plea.." "shhhhhh ...... it will be easy for you to accept it " People say that Nights are for dark demon creatures to roam and hunt its prey . But once they set eyes on innocent soul its start to possess it . Alisha Conner is a beautiful, kind, young, hardworking girl who loved by his mom and friends. All she wanted to protect and save in need people . But, the moment she tried to save an unknown person from a devil wrath . That moment her fate changed. Xavier knight is a multimillionaire and an role model to the world . In day he deceives world by showing his generosity, hard working . but, only some one to his close knows that he is an mafia lord in Europe . Arrogance , short temper, cruel, also who are good at manipulation. No one dared to question him yet stand to talk back in front of him . But what happens if a devil in disguise eyes falls on a pure soul . Will he possess her or that innocence soul will overturn his world .

𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘳 "𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺" 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘻𝘦, 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥..𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘺𝘦𝘴? #12 Russia #3 Toxic Love #12 psycho #15 russianmafia #4 killer #5 crazy #5 obsessed #22 psychopath #52 darkromance #5 violence #4 Russian #14 abuse ⛔️⚠️WARNING ⛔️⚠️this book contains Dark ROMANCE -there will be abuse in the relationship -Dark themes -Mature content -Rape -Smut and ect ⚠️You've been warned ⚠️ Start: December - January End: May 25

[Started Writing : 3rd August, 2023] "What do you want from me Alex? I gave you what you wanted. Now what else do you want?" I whispered when he won't move his six feet tall body away from mine. The delicious and inebriating scent of Alex tingled my sense making me want to roll my eyes and get lost in him. But I can't hurt myself anymore. My eyes stared at his forest green eyes which was making me more weak emotionally and physically what I was already before. The famous sinister smile spread on his lips making me clenched my legs together. Even in this situation he is wetting my vagina in a sinister way. My heart was hammering in an insane way as if in some few moments I was going to have a heart attack. He pressed his hard muscular body against mine, dipping his head on my shoulder while sniffing my hair like some wild animal. "Yes my Anna, you did what I wanted but one thing is still left." His voice was smooth like butter but the sensation that he released with that husky tone could drive anyone crazy. "What?" I whispered, I was scared to even make a noise. "It's you Anna. It's you." Anastasia wants nothing but to get out of the hell hole called 'her life'. They say study hard and then you can earn money and have a good life. But despite having a degree in hands she was still jobless. When life was giving her bitter test then when a devil showed up at the door of her heart, dressed like an angel. The devil wants nothing but a favour from her while promising her everything she wants. Morally grey. That's the definition to construe Alex Vesper. Strict, rude, emotionless, focused and evil. He wants nothing but revenge from a certain someone who might have scratched his ego a little bit. And at that time Anastasia was the best option for him.

╔═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╗ Lᴏᴠᴇ & Oʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ╚═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╝ Dᴀʀᴋ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄe "What made you come here to meet the 'devil' little cat?" he asked, darkly, as a wave of adrenaline rush over me. Due to voice which contains a deep hoarse and a volcano which going to erupt as soon my word will escape from my mouth. I gulp my saliva down and force my words to spit out from my burning throat. "I came here to apologise for my behav-" before I could finish, his words made my eyes widened and my heart run like rollercoaster. "On Your Knees" His voice was calm, possiveness contains his deep and husky tone. I just kept stunned, but inside it kept bursting staring at his ocean blue eyes. and his eyes staring at my soul. "w-why?" I asked. "Obey Me" the only words i can hear from his mouth. I did what he said after thinking for a second, I'm on the knees before the devil. His one hand moved to his belt, unbuckling it, with his long veiny fingers. "w-why are you unbuckling your belt?" I asked in confusion. "you're going to swallow my cock in your fucking mouth while your eyes on me, and I will seek the apology in your eyes as you will choke on my cock" ----------------------------♡♡♡ This is the tale of a girl named "Luna" who, due to his dark obsession, gets imprisoned by Leviathan, the largest yet dangerous mafia in New York. ____________________________♡♡♡ "looks like I have to tie your this sharper paws , cause it keep scratching my back when I fuck your sweet cunt, little cat!" ------leviathan Hart. ____________________________♡♡♡ "Even how much you will ruin me, Mr.hart. I will never be yours. even if my body will betray me, but my mind can't, and this heart in my chest never belonged to you even how much you fill my mind with your words!" -------Luna Stewart ____________________________♡♡♡ Could she escape or spe

The moment his eyes lands on her, he's all determined to make her his. He gets and keeps her against her will. But what he doesn't know is that, there's someone else out there, lurking in the shadows who has his eyes on her, and an ulterior motive too... What happens when two psychopaths cross paths? Who is going to win and who is going to lose? However, the person who suffers and loses the most is the innocent soul who never thought that her life would turn into a living hell. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️: Mature content, Physical abuse, Self-harm, Sexual assault, Gross torture and many more.... Note: Draft version, will be edited soon.

Anastasia I've been on the run for eight years, always looking over my shoulder, always waiting for the past to catch up with me. It wasn't just Aleksandr I left behind, it was the suffocating world of the Volkov Bratva, where loyalty is synonymous with chains and love is just another weapon. I thought I could escape, that the new life I'd built in the shadows would protect me. But when I saw him across the room, the air seemed to vanish. Aleksandr Volkov. Older, sharper, more dangerous than I remembered. His eyes burned at me, and I knew it wasn't forgiveness he sought. He wants revenge. And I know Aleksandr well enough to understand one thing: he doesn't let go of what's his. Aleksandr She thinks she can hide from me. She thinks eight years will be enough to erase what she's done to me, to my family. Anastasia. My sweet, defiant зайка. She was mine since my father brought her into our home, and she'll be mine until I die. But she ran away, leaving me with nothing but betrayal and the relentless need to find her again. Now I have her, my little foster sister. As soon as I saw her, all the reasons I had to hate her dissolved into an overwhelming truth: I need her back. Not just to punish her for leaving, but to remind her where she belongs. She can fight me, resist me, but it won't matter. Anastasia has always been mine. And this time, I won't let her go. Triggers Warnings : - use of weapons (guns, knives...) - abuse - sex content - killing - violence - CNC This story is not for everyone, but for an informed audience. Please use caution, as this is sensitive and potentially disturbing content.

Sub Dom Romance- ⚠️21+ ❤️‍🔥Running from their mafia roots, she thought he was an artist and he thought she was a poet. When Lilah and Mac share an art room and become each other's muses, they discover they are a Good Girl and a Sir. In their secret room they explore their darkest desires. But Lilah already has a Daddy and Jameson is going to need her back, because Lilah is not just his Baby Girl, she is his Partner In Crime. I takes just eight weeks for them to create a beautiful dark love story, which ends in a broken heart and an empty room. Who breaks whose heart, and why does one of them have to run? In Lilah's words - "I love you for many things. But I never told you that, and now I guess, I never will. Unless I can find some way to reach you. Some way to get a message in a bottle to arrive at the edge of your ocean. Is this what this story is? One long love letter to you? Because everything we know about each other, was contained in that room. I thought we'd always be there. I never thought about how I'd find you if ever you were to leave. Or, if ever, I were to have to run." For information on the book City Of Need, please contact me via instagram @a.girl.called.violet NEED TO KNOW! Spiced rated between 1 & 3 with 🔥 and are set between April & June. Heart broken chapters are flagged with 💔 and are set in June. TRIGGER WARNINGS ⚠️ Consensual non-consent Punishent Pet play BDSM scenes Heartbreak Suicide Copyright ©️ all rights reserved.

✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///

𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?