BURN FOR ME: MR. MATTEO'S DESIRE
She was supposed to be the thief who stole from his empire.
Instead, she became his wife.
Arielle Vasquez wakes up bound to Matteo Moretti—a tattooed, ruthless enforcer of the Moretti clan, a bastard son burning with rage and a hunger for validation. Their marriage is a punishment, a cage of suspicion and hate. He sees her as a liar, a liability. She sees him as the enemy who stole her freedom.
But the first night changes everything.
She gasped as Matteo pinned her against the wall of their wedding suite, his breath hot against her throat, ink-dark eyes devouring her defiance.
“You think you can play games with me, little thief?” he growled, his fingers digging into her hips, possessive, punishing. “I’ll break you before you break me.”
Arielle lifts her chin, lips brushing his ear in a whisper. “Try it. I dare you.”
As secrets unravel and betrayals cut deeper, the line between enemy and obsession blurs. Every touch during late-night raids, every heated argument that ends with her back against a wall and his mouth crashing down on hers, pulls them closer to surrender.
But the real danger isn’t the Russians closing in.
It’s the heartless man who’s starting to want her more than revenge.
And the woman who’s beginning to crave the darkness he offers.
In a world built on blood and power, love is the deadliest weapon of all.
Lire
Chapter: Finding IsabellaARIELLE’S POVI didn’t think. I just got into the car, locked the doors, and drove.My hands were shaking so badly on the steering wheel that I almost hit the barrier leaving the garage. I kept checking behind me, expecting another car to appear, expecting someone to ram into me.I couldn’t go back upstairs. Not yet. Not while I was this rattled.I called Yvonne with trembling fingers.“I’m coming to you,” I said the second she picked up. “Now.”She didn’t ask questions. “My penthouse. I’ll tell security to let you up.”Twenty minutes later, I was standing outside her door, still wearing Matteo’s shirt under my coat. The moment she opened it, I stepped inside and collapsed into her hug.“Jesus, Arielle,” she whispered, holding me tight. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”I pulled back, my voice cracking. “I think someone wants me dead.”We moved to her living room. I sank onto the couch while she poured me a glass of wine. Then I told her everything.I told her about Vincenzo’s visi
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Chapter: Someone Wants Me DeadARIELLE’S POVI came down the stairs still wearing Matteo’s shirt, my hair loosely tied up, when I heard voices in the living room. Nikolai was here. He sat on the couch, looking tense and exhausted, a glass of whiskey in his hand. Matteo stood near the mini bar, talking to him in low tones.The moment Matteo saw me, his expression softened just a fraction.“I need to speak with my men for a minute,” he said, glancing between us. “I’ll be back soon.”He kissed my temple as he passed, his hand brushing my waist possessively before he disappeared down the hall.I walked over to Nikolai and sat on the opposite couch, tucking my legs under me. The silence between us wasn’t awkward exactly, but it was heavy.“How’s Sophia?” I asked quietly.Nikolai stared into his glass for a long moment before answering. “She kissed me. Then told me she doesn’t want to be with me. That everything feels forced.” His voice was rough, almost painful. “I’ve never wanted anyone like this, Arielle. Not just to
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Chapter: Coming For My WifeMATTEO’S POVI stared at Nikolai standing in my living room, tension radiating off him like heat from a fire. After everything that went down at his place, the argument, the accusations, the way we left things I hadn’t expected him to show up here.“Come in,” I said finally, stepping aside.He walked past me without a word. We moved to the mini bar in the corner of the living room. I poured two glasses of whiskey, handed him one, and we both sat on the couches facing each other. The silence stretched for a moment, heavy and uncomfortable.Nikolai took a long sip, then spoke first. “She rejected me again.”I raised an eyebrow. “Sophia?”He nodded, staring into his glass. “She kissed me. Then pulled away and said she doesn’t think she wants to be with me. That everything feels forced. I didn’t push her. I just… walked out. But it fucking hurt, Matteo. I’ve never wanted anyone like this. Not just to possess her. I want her to choose me. But she’s terrified. Of me. Of this life. Of everyt
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Chapter: Love Or PainTHIRD PERSON POVAt Nikolai's house the next morning, Sophia had just finished making breakfast when Frederico made his way to the sitting room, he looked at Nikolai with a tired but determined expression.“I want to leave,” he said. “I’ve been here long enough. I need to get back to my own place.”Sophia, immediately shook her head. “No. You’re not going anywhere. The bullet wound is still healing. You lost a lot of blood during that attack, and the risk of infection is high. You need at least a few more days of rest and monitoring.”Frederico grinned, his playful nature refusing to stay quiet even while injured. “Look at that. My future sister-in-law is already bossing me around. I like her, Nick. She’s got fire.”Sophia’s cheeks turned bright red. “I’m not your sister-in-law.”“She keeps denying it everytime, but I'm certain the both of you are going to…” he trailed off. Nikolai shot his brother with a warning glare, but there was no real heat in it. “Shut up, Fred.”Frederico chu
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Chapter: Soft KissesMATTEO’S POVI left the penthouse before sunrise, kissing Arielle’s forehead while she was still half-asleep and warm in my bed. The taste of last night still lingered on my tongue, her moans, her nails digging into my back, the way she whispered my name like a prayer and a curse at the same time.But business waited for no one.Xavier was already waiting in the underground garage with two of my best men. We drove in silence to one of our secure warehouses on the east side. The moment we stepped inside the dimly lit room, he handed me a thick folder.“You’re not going to like this,” he said flatly.I opened it.The first photo hit me like a punch to the gut.A woman. Late twenties in the picture. Dark hair, striking eyes, full lips. She looked so much like Arielle it was fucking disturbing. Same sharp cheekbones. Same fire in the gaze.“Who the hell is she?” I growled.Xavier crossed his arms. “We think she’s Arielle’s biological mother. Her name's Isabella Vargas. She wasn’t just som
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Chapter: Dark SecretsARIELLE’S POVMy stomach dropped the second Vincenzo stepped inside.The door clicked shut behind him and his two guards like a prison cell locking. The penthouse, which had felt like a safe haven moments ago, suddenly felt too small. Too exposed. I was standing there in nothing but Matteo’s black button-down shirt, my hair messy from sleep and last night’s activities, faint marks still visible on my neck.Vincenzo’s cold eyes swept over me slowly, taking in every detail. Disgust curled his lip.“Comfortable, I see,” he said, voice smooth but dripping with disdain. “Wearing my son’s shirt like you actually belong here.”I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice. “Vincenzo… Matteo isn’t here right now. If you want to talk, maybe we should wait until…”“I didn’t come here for my son,” he cut me off sharply, stepping closer. His presence filled the room. “I came for you.”He stopped a few feet away, looking me up and down like I was something dirty on the bottom of his shoe.“You really
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LUNA OF ASHES [THE MOON GODDESS RISES AGAIN]
“ Marry me Alpha Nikolai.”
Once, she was born to rule.
The Moon Goddess’s chosen Luna — fierce, revered, untouchable. Her voice commanded packs, her presence demanded loyalty. When she chose to marry the broken Omega no one wanted, the world called her merciful. She called it love.
She gave him everything — her name, her crown, her power — and in return, he gave her ruin.
He rose on her strength, wore her title, and when the time came, he turned his claws on her. Her mate. Her king. The man she made Alpha.
Left for dead and stripped of her mark, she vanished into the wild. But a Luna never dies quietly.
Now she’s back — colder, deadlier, reborn in blood and moonlight. The pack that mourned her will kneel again, but this time, not for love or mercy. For fear.
Because the Luna he betrayed isn’t coming home to forgive him.She’s coming back to burn his kingdom to ash.
Lire
Chapter: Broken By His LiesKatherine AshfordThe moment Nikolai’s breathing finally evened out into something resembling rest, I slipped from his arms as carefully as I could. His grip loosened only reluctantly, even unconscious, like his body refused to let me go. I stood beside the bed for a long moment, watching the rise and fall of his chest.He looked… haunted.I pulled one of his cloaks around my shoulders and padded barefoot toward the door. The stone floor was cold, grounding. Every step away from him twisted something deep in my chest.I felt uneasy.I hated it. I hated feeling like I was failing him by not knowing how to reach whatever darkness had settled over him. Something was happening to him, and the fact that he didn't want to confide in me scared me. Worse, when I’d pressed against him earlier, and let my hands roam… I caught it. Faint. Almost gone. But unmistakable.Another woman’s scent. Not mine. Not the sharp, clean pine-and-winter-smoke that was purely Nikolai. Something different. For
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Chapter: I Cannot Lose YouNIKOLAI VOLKOV I stayed there in the pool, afraid to face my fears, or the guilt that remained in my mind. The water had gone cold by the time I dragged myself out of the pool. I stood dripping on the stone tiles, staring at the rippling surface like it might give me answers. My chest still carried the hurt from the previous night, the poison slowed but not gone. I could still feel her. Liora’s hands. Her mouth. The way my body had betrayed me even when my mind was screaming to stop. The way I hadn’t been able to stop her. I pressed the heel of my hand against my sternum, hard enough to bruise, trying to crush the memory down. It didn’t work. I dressed slowly, fresh tunic, fresh pants, fresh cloak. Every movement pulled at the wound. Shame filled my mind, it reminded me of how I had failed to uphold my vows to my wife. I couldn’t tell her, hell I wouldn’t do that to her. How do even open about having sex with Liora, she would break down. Katherine had already carried
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Chapter: The King's BetrayalNIKOLAI VOLKOV When I regained consciousness the next morning, pain hit me first. It was sharp. Burning. Deep in my chest.Then came a scent I couldn't recognize. My eyes snapped open.The ceiling above me wasn’t mine. It looked nothing like my chamber. I shifted my gaze and she froze as my eyes met with a naked body next to mine. Liora.I jerked upright, ignoring the way pain ripped through my chest.“What the hell…”My voice came out rougher than expected. Liora stirred beside me, stretching slowly like she had nowhere else to be, like this—this—was normal.How did this happen? What was I even thinking.“Good,” she murmured, her voice soft with satisfaction. “You’re awake.”I stared at her.My gaze moved from the disheveled sheets. Her bare skin. The marks on my body that had nothing to do with the fight.Memory didn’t come all at once. It crept in slowly. Her hands on me her voice and my body failing to respond to her advances the entire night. “What did you do?” I asked, m
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Chapter: Shattered VowsNIKOLAI VOLKOV The palace felt different after the fire, almost like everyone was walking on eggshells. Afraid of what might happen next. I made certain that Katherine slept in our chambers, it was one thing to live freely. We could not afford any casualties. Not now that the elders would do anything to separate us.The council’s demands still rang in my ears. Elena’s voice. The elders’ silence. The unspoken threat: we need an heir, or we replace you.I couldn’t give them what they wanted.I wouldn’t. But I also couldn’t keep pretending I knew how to win this fight alone.I needed answers. Not prophecies or warnings. I needed Facts, history to back my claims. The kind my father never shared. The old man thought knowledge was weakness. He believed that if people knew little about you, they have nothing to fight. I went to the one place no one ever entered anymore. The royal archive. The walk there was slow. The archive lay at the eastern tower, narrow stone stairs, a single iro
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Chapter: Mine To LoveKATHERINE ASHFORD “I think I can handle it.” I said and tried to go close but Nikolai held me back.“Stay back—”“No.” I whispered softly and he listened. “It’s not trying to burn the room anymore. It’s trying to show me something.”The flames snapped higher at my voice—almost in recognition.I raised my bandaged hands. Blood seeped through the cloth again, fresh and bright. I didn’t hesitate. I let it drip—willingly—onto the stone floor.The shadows surged forward, not wild this time, but controlled. They flowed into the fire quenching the flames from the inside. The died—leaving only smoke and the faint smell of scorched herbs. The altar stood untouched.I stared at it, chest heaving.Nikolai was beside me in an instant, sword still drawn, eyes scanning every corner of the room.Nora stood besides us the entire time. The servants moved around, trying to find answers to what had just happened. “Are you okay!” He asked kissing my forehead lovingly.“Spirit-touched,” Nora said as s
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Chapter: An Attack Beyond The ProphecyKATHERINE ASHFORD We got back to traveling the next morning. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. I was worried even if I knew my powers had the ability to hold him for sometime. At least until we arrived at the cave. “You're quiet.” Nikolai said with a smile on his face. “I'm worried. I just want all of this to end. I've never had a peaceful life. Everyday feels like I'm running from the shadows of my past, from decisions I should never have made in the first place. Giving Dominic the position of Alpha, is a decision I would regret for the rest of my life.” I said and he smiled. “It's okay to feel that way. But what's not okay is you blaming yourself for something you had no control over. It was bound to happen, no matter how much you try to fight it, evil would always try to prevail.” He said and I nodded. “I think we have arrived.” Nora announced as she dismounted her horse. We stared at the cave in front of us. Indeed the witches had done a good job in changing their hideout ag
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