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Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia

Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia

"Ryder, we... we can't do this. This is wrong," Bella gulped down with fear. "But it doesn't feel wrong, baby girl," Ryder announced as he tore her panties in one hard yank and thrust hard and deep into her wetness. "You feel like the only right one when I am inside you," he gritted out as he never stopped plunging into her. Bella and Ryder have been inseparable since childhood, their bond forged by their parents' deep friendship. But one night, their relationship takes a fiery turn, igniting a passion that neither of them can ignore. Bella knows she can't trust Ryder with her heart. He's the notorious mafia leader known for his "one and done" approach to women. Serious relationships have never been his style. But the longer she tries to resist, the closer she gets pulled toward him. Ryder isn't ready to let her go, either. He knows he wants her more than he's ever wanted anything in his life because one night was not enough after tasting the forbidden fruit. Determined and relentless, he's willing to cross any line to keep Bella in his life. As he unleashes his seductive charm and cunning tactics, Bella struggles to protect her heart from the one man who has the power to shatter it. Will Bella resist Ryder's magnetic pull and safeguard her heart, or will she succumb to the dangerous allure of the man she's known her entire life? Full of action, suspense, and thrillers. 18+ detailed sexually explicit content, B D S M, Forbidden, Mafia Billionaire Romance
Queen of Vengeance: Eleanor's Reign

Queen of Vengeance: Eleanor's Reign

Eleanor Vance, the quiet matriarch of the powerful Vance family, cherished her secluded cottage life, preferring peace to the family' s lavish estate. Her son, Michael, CEO of Vance Holdings, fiercely adored her, his protective loyalty legendary. But on the night of Michael' s extravagant engagement gala, his fiancée, Tiffany, stumbled upon Eleanor' s home. Mistaking the esteemed matriarch for a "vagrant," Tiffany, fueled by cruel arrogance, unleashed a shocking assault. She brutally murdered Eleanor' s loyal housekeeper, Sarah, and then turned on Eleanor herself. Eleanor was beaten, her hair savagely cut, her limbs broken, and her lips grotesquely stitched shut. Then, she was stuffed into a canvas bag and brought to the gala. Unknowing of its contents, and in a blinded rage over a perceived insult to his mother, Michael kicked the bag and ordered the "vagrant" disposed of-thrown to the estate's ferocious Dobermans. How could her own son unknowingly condemn her to such a horrific fate? The searing pain of her body was nothing compared to the agony of his unknowing betrayal, born from a twisted, protective rage. But when Michael confronts the horrific truth in the kennels, realizing the "vagrant" is his beloved, mutilated mother, his world shatters. This revelation unleashes a vengeance so dark and absolute it will consume all involved, forever altering the fate of the Vance empire and forging an unexpected queen.
From Trailer to Tycoon: A Billionaire's Secret Legacy

From Trailer to Tycoon: A Billionaire's Secret Legacy

The splintered wood of my trailer door vibrated with each heavy blow from Spike' s thugs. "Sarah! Open up! We know you're in there!" they roared. Inside, my "best friend" Jessica pressed a waiver into my hand, her manicured nails digging deep. "Sign it, Sarah! Renounce Ethan's estate, his debts! You'll be free!" she urged, her voice a desperate whine. My blood ran cold. This was the exact moment it happened before-the trap that destroyed my life. In my past, I foolishly signed that paper, believing it was my salvation. But it freed me only to an unimaginable hell. Because Ethan Vance, my "poor" handyman husband, was no struggling family man; he was a billionaire, and Jessica, his secret partner, was set to inherit everything. They orchestrated my ruin, stealing my future and burdening me with debt. The gravest cost was my precious son, Leo, lifeless due to their cruel machinations. My world collapsed, leaving me with nothing but ghosts and despair. The memory of that betrayal, a searing brand, ignited a cold fury within me. I had been a pawn, fed lies, while they laughed in their luxurious hidden life. The injustice was a physical ache, begging for retribution. But now, I was back. Returned to the very precipice of their deceit, armed with brutal foresight. This time, I would not sign their treacherous waiver. I opened the shaking door, ready to face my tormentors, not as a victim, but as the architect of their downfall. Let their nightmare begin.
The Divorce I Never Knew

The Divorce I Never Knew

My wife, Catalina, is a billionaire CEO. To me, she’s an angel. Three years ago, her stalker, Dixon Bright, shattered my hand with a hammer, ending my career as an architect. Catalina nursed me back from the brink, her love the only thing holding me together. On our fifth anniversary, I went to the DMV. The clerk looked at me strangely. "Sir, our records show you were divorced three years ago. On October 12th." The same day I was attacked. The record also showed who Catalina married that very day: Dixon Bright. My world tilted. Her tender care—feeding me, dressing me, encouraging me to draw with my left hand—was it all a lie? I found their secret house, a glass mansion she called an "investment." Inside, she wasn't punishing him. She was kissing him. I pressed my ear to the glass and heard the words that destroyed me. "It was your idea to cripple him," she cooed to Dixon, stroking his hair. "It was the only way to make sure he'd never leave me. You did a good thing, Dixon. You earned your reward. You earned me." My loving wife hadn't just betrayed me. She had ordered my destruction to turn me into a pet she could keep in a cage. My phone buzzed. A text from Catalina. "Happy anniversary, my love. Can't wait to celebrate tonight. <3" She thinks I'm her broken treasure, safe in her grasp. She has no idea I just saw the warden with the key. She thinks she broke me. But tonight, my escape begins.
The Harrison Heir's Vengeance

The Harrison Heir's Vengeance

My Austin estate, usually a haven of quiet luxury, felt like a cage. My engagement to Brooke, stable as the family fortune, was meant to be the next logical step in a life I thought I largely controlled. Then came the primal scream from my throat, wordless in the chill of a nightmare that suddenly, terrifyingly, became real: the heavy thud of our main gate, the crash downstairs signaling intruders, and the glint of steel. I barricaded my mother and myself in my room, listening in horror as my sister, Savannah, dismissed Mom’s desperate pleas as "drama" on the phone, accusing me of faking it, while a knife plunged into Mom’s chest. Barely escaping with my life and a broken body, I stumbled to my fiancée Brooke for help, only to be branded a liar and brutally whipped by her, Savannah’s poisoned words already having turned her against me. How could my own flesh and blood, consumed by jealousy for some pathetic country singer, orchestrate such a savage betrayal, painting me as the villain while my mother bled out? The burning injustice tore through me, mingling with the chilling realization that those I trusted most were the ones who condemned me. But as the sirens approached and a call from the sheriff confirmed the bloody truth and an arrest, a new, cold resolve cemented within me: the naive boy was gone, replaced by a man forged in fire, ready to reclaim his destiny, unmask the true orchestrator, and dismantle the lives of everyone who dared to wrong the Harrisons.
Love's Deadly Second Chance

Love's Deadly Second Chance

The salt spray felt the same on my skin, a cold, familiar mist. I stood on the deck of my private yacht, the Serenity, watching the turquoise water churn below. This was where I died. Not in a hospital bed, not in a car crash, but right here, in the middle of the ocean, because of the two people I thought I loved most – my fiancée, Chloe, and her precious artist, Alex. The memory wasn' t a dream; it was a scar. Pirates swarmed the deck, their jeering laughter echoing alongside Chloe' s cool, distant voice, telling them to hurry up. She had a dinner reservation. Alex, her childhood friend, had already been taken to safety while I was left to bleed out. After I was gone, she poisoned me again, finding a way to get my fortune, dismembering my body to hide the evidence of her betrayal. But then, a shock. The universe, in its cruel way, gave me a second chance. I was reborn, sent back to the start of this very day, on this very yacht, with every memory of my end searing in my mind. "Liam, darling, are you even listening?" Chloe' s voice cut through my thoughts, a beautiful, hollow sound I once adored. She glided across the deck, pouting about the captain' s refusal to wait for Alex and his "masterpiece." Alex, that talentless hack spray-painting rocks, whose "art" I'd funded for years to make her happy. The same "art" that delayed our departure last time, costing me my life when the pirates attacked. That naive, lovestruck fool of the past was gone. Now, I knew her soul, and his. My purpose was clear, simpler than mere survival. I was here to collect a debt. I looked at Chloe, my face a calm, placid mask. "Whatever you want, Chloe." Her triumphant smile was sickening. She thought she' d won, as always. She had no idea the game had just begun, and this time, I was setting the rules. Suddenly, a siren blared, sharp and urgent. A crew member, Tom, ran onto the deck, his face pale. "Sir! Pirates! Three speedboats, approaching fast from the south!" It was happening again. The exact same moment, the exact same threat. And for the first time, I felt a terrible, exhilarating certainty. They had no idea what was coming.
One Night Stand With The Billionaire Boss

One Night Stand With The Billionaire Boss

Introducing the "Billionaire One Night Stand Romance" series of standalone novels. This enthralling collection will take you on a journey of passion, power, and forbidden love. Brace yourself for a captivating experience that will leave you breathless across all of the spellbinding books. 1. Elizabeth is faced with a difficult decision. Desperate to start a family, she turns to her ex-lover, a billionaire who once broke her heart, for help. Despite her reservations, she agrees to one night of passion, hoping to conceive a child and move on with her life. But as the night unfolds, old feelings resurface, and she finds herself torn between her desire for a baby and the risk of getting involved with her ex again. Will she be able to keep things strictly business, or will love complicate everything? 2. I'm twenty-five, and I decide enough is enough. Family responsibilities have made dating impossible. Now I’m single and inexperienced. Like, completely. My virginity is a millstone around my neck. And I want to get rid of it. All I need is one night, with one stranger, so I don’t look like an idiot when I start dating for real. My sister convinces this country bumpkin to sign up for Tinder, and to head to the city. My first two matches are complete failures, and I’m about to give up. Then I see Kip’s profile. I swipe right, and so does he. We chat for ages, and agree to meet that evening for dinner. He’s gorgeous. Kind. Sexy. Wicked. Perfect. So I tell him I want him to teach me as much as he can before the sun comes up. I ask for one night. But it’s only the start of Alice’s adventures in Wonderland… 3. When the hottest one-night stand of my life turns out to be my new billionaire boss, I don’t think I can ever live it down. And to make matters worse, he’s pretending not to know who I am—and seems hell bent on making my life a living hell.
The Baby Is Gone: No 'Us'

The Baby Is Gone: No 'Us'

Sarah Miller, a brilliant software engineer, poured her genius and every last penny into rebuilding her disgraced tech mogul boyfriend, Ethan Knight. She sacrificed everything, even her own health enduring a miscarriage, to help him rise from the ashes and build a billion-dollar empire. But success revealed Ethan's true monstrous nature. He brought his heavily pregnant ex-girlfriend, Jessica, home, ordering Sarah to serve her. With his venomous mother, Eleanor, they turned Sarah' s life into a nightmare of relentless humiliation. The ultimate public degradation came at a charity gala when Ethan, in front of their wealthy peers, ordered Sarah to kneel and polish Jessica' s shoes with a cocktail napkin. Days later, Sarah discovered she was pregnant with Ethan's child, a secret flicker of hope. But his cruelty knew no bounds; after physically assaulting her, he locked her in a freezing garage on a bitter winter' s night. When she desperately revealed her pregnancy, he sneered, dismissing it as "manipulation." Abandoned and freezing, a chilling clarity settled over Sarah. The man she loved was gone, replaced by a monster more concerned with another woman's "important" pregnancy. In that dark, cold garage, she made the most agonizing, yet utterly resolute, decision of her life. When Jessica's lies finally unraveled, and a desperate Ethan, clutching Sarah's positive pregnancy test, begged for reconciliation, Sarah calmly shattered his world. "The baby is gone, Ethan," she whispered, "I had an abortion this morning. There is no 'us'." With that, she walked away, leaving him utterly ruined, her own path to healing finally begun.
The Unbreakable Spirit of Sarah

The Unbreakable Spirit of Sarah

My life was a gilded cage, a loveless arrangement with the powerful Hamilton heir, Mark, designed to save my father' s legacy. Battling postpartum depression, my only solace was my precious daughter, Lily. Then, Mark weaponized my vulnerability, declaring me unfit and sending Lily to his ex-girlfriend, Tiffany, her glamour hiding a sharp, cruel edge. When I finally managed to reach Lily, she was neglected, trapped on a sun-drenched balcony, bearing the faint, angry marks of abuse. My desperate phone call to Mark for help was met with gaslighting and dismissal: "Are you having another episode?" Then, the world stopped: a small cry, a sickening thud. Lily was gone, a silent victim of Tiffany' s malice and Mark' s chilling indifference. As I knelt over my daughter's lifeless body, Mark, standing with Tiffany, utterly dismissed my agony, suggesting only: "We can try again. Tiffany could even carry it for you." That horrific moment, his callous offer to replace my dead child, burned away the last remnants of my naive hope and illuminated the brutal truth. My entire marriage, my very being, had been transaction; Lily' s innocent life had paid our family' s debt in full. Fueled by a grief that transformed into an unyielding resolve, I looked the Hamiltons in the eye and declared my divorce, severing every tie to their toxic world. I walked away with nothing but Lily's memory, choosing to rebuild my life from the absolute devastation, far from their shadow.