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KISSES AND STRAWBERRIES

KISSES AND STRAWBERRIES

KISSES AND STRAWBERRIES {When Danger Meets Desire} By Silva Tim GENRE: Mafia / Billionaire Romance TROPES: Mafia Hate to Love Crimes Murders Tragedy Unrequited Love Obsession Young Love Revenge Riches to More Riches Weak to Strong SYNOPSIS In a country , Italy, there are three different mafia family organizations: The Santiago's The Hernandez's The Veneto's Each has five families, but we're focusing on the Veneto Clan. Poison belongs to the Veneto's. He is considered the third son of Logan Veneto, the father of all three siblings, though their mother died when she was thirty. The First Son – Kevin Veneto, 30 years old. You could say he's crazy, caring about nothing but money, real cash, and he's a serious drug addict. The Second Daughter – Kayla Veneto, 28 years old. She doesn't show her crazy side often, but she's crazy about jewelry. She has rings in her abdomen, piercings in five places on her ears, her lips, and other spots. The Third Son – Kenzo Veneto (Poison), 27 years old. Calling him crazy isn't even worth it; he's more like a maniac. A sex maniac. They are all called the K Siblings-meaning ruthless killers. They kill with no remorse. Now, let's get back to Kenzo Veneto, also known as Poison. He's tall, handsome, dangerous, and doesn't give a fuck about anybody. But there's one thing he hates more than anything: rapists. He hates them to the ends of the world, for some unknown reason. Apart from being mafia, he's a genius-he can summarize a book with just one look. He's also a sex freak who can have sex for days without getting tired. Sex is what keeps his life moving. There's nothing called romance in his dictionary. But there's one thing he doesn't joke with: Strawberries. No one dares mess with his strawberries. Yet, not being Logan Veneto's real son, Logan uses him as a killing tool-a weapon-and yet still cherishes him. Some years later, Poison was sent to Germany on a mission. There, in Germany, he met the innocent girl he saved two years ago-only this time, she had a whole new crazy personality, and a crazy romance sparked between them. How did she manage to melt his cold heart? How did he meet her again in Germany? What if they have a past connection? What's the mission all about? And what do you think will happen when he learns the truth about his entire life? Curious, huh? Then let's find out together. Brought to you by Silva Tim.
He Let My Parents Die,Then He Died for Me

He Let My Parents Die,Then He Died for Me

I was lying in a sterile hospital bed, recovering from a severe hemorrhage that had just taken my baby. Hours later, a police officer handed me a bloodstained watch, informing me my parents had been killed in a car crash rushing to see me. My husband, the city's most feared Mafia Don and a brilliant trauma surgeon, ignored my seventy-six desperate calls. Instead, he was busy buying a designer puppy for his mistress. He even let her shred the baby blanket my late mother had painstakingly knitted, turning it into a crude dog sweater. When I confronted them, the man who refused to hold my hand in public due to his severe germaphobia slapped me across the face to protect her. "You are embarrassing yourself and this Family. Apologize to Mia right now." I had surrendered my dream of being a journalist to be his perfect, docile wife. I lived in a heavily guarded estate, caged by his control issues, while he used the blood money of his empire to fund his mistress's extravagant life. He thought my parents' death was a lie I invented to win an argument. He thought I was a broken, powerless woman who would swallow the humiliation to keep his protection. He was completely wrong. During the lavish banquet meant to clear his mistress's name, I hijacked the live broadcast to expose his embezzlement and their graphic sex tape to the entire underworld. Then, I served him the divorce papers and bought a one-way ticket to a war zone.
Stephanie, the Mafia Queen

Stephanie, the Mafia Queen

"I, Stephanie Orlov, promise in my faith that I will in the future be faithful to the Imperatum, never cause him harm, and will observe my homage to him completely against all persons in good faith and without deceit." To be a part of Imperatum, one of the most famous mafia organizations in the world, the oath of fealty must be fulfilled. And breaking that oath is not an easy task for anyone or anything, not even the mafia lord himself. Stephanie was forced to swear the oath at a young age by those who took her in. She chose a knife on her first birthday instead of a toy, and learned to use a gun before a pen. Even her foster parents didn't expect her instincts, especially since she wasn't their biological child. So, they decided to open the eyes of the little girl to the world they grew up in. And when Stephanie turned twenty-four, she was given a title that only a few receive-the title of a mafia queen. She now leads the fifth division directly under the Imperatum corporation. She was doing well in life. Her parents were proud of what she achieved in the organization. She established good relationships with different mafia corporations. She was respected and feared at the same time. However, with the arrival of an unexpected person in her life, the foundation she built begins to crumble. Will Ava Ramos, the most sought-after billionairess in town, be able to tame the ruthless mafia queen? Or is she just another pawn in her game, like others before her?
The Silence That Screamed

The Silence That Screamed

My life was a perpetual grind, a blur of diner shifts and endless cleaning jobs. Every ache, every sleepless night was for him, for Mike, and the "debt" he owed to the terrifying Desert Scorpions motorcycle gang. Fifty thousand dollars, he said, or they'd kill him. I sold my mother's locket, praying it would buy his safety, buy our future. My son, six-year-old Leo, coughed beside me, his asthma worsening, the inhaler almost empty. I kept telling him, "Mommy's getting the money, sweetie. Daddy's going to be safe, and then we can get you the best doctor." But one night, Leo's struggle for breath became a desperate fight for air. Panic seizing me, I scooped up his limp body, clutching the crumpled "debt" money, and ran into the street. "Children's clinic, fast!" I screamed to the cab driver. The city lights blurred, Leo gasped, and then, a terrible, final silence filled my arms. He was gone. My baby was gone. Numb, I stumbled towards the warehouse Mike described, Leo's cold ashes in my bag, still with the money for his "contact." But then, Mike's voice drifted out, light and cruel: "This 'Scorpion' scare was genius. Got her working like a dog." "So, no actual threat?" I heard. "Nah. Just needed to keep her on the hook. Tiffany's wanting that new kitchen, and Cody's birthday is next month." My world shattered. Leo died for a lie. The money felt like poison, his ashes like lead. A cold, hard resolve solidified in my heart. Mike Johnson would pay.