ВойтиVelia Argento has lived a sheltered life, fiercely protected by her older brother, Hardin. But when she unknowingly saves the life of Xavier De Santos—Venom, the Alpha and head of the notorious MC The Reapers—her quiet world shatters. Ruthless, powerful, and driven by vengeance, Venom warns her: "You should have let me die." Now, he won’t stop until he owns her, body and soul. Venom is a shifter forged in blood and betrayal, haunted by the brutal murder of his family. He has spent years hunting those responsible, and Dr. Antonio Argento is the key to unlocking his past. When he discovers Velia’s connection to the doctor, she becomes more than a distraction—she becomes his obsession. Trapped in his dangerous world, Velia is forced into servitude, her every move dictated by his unyielding commands. But as she fights to escape his grasp, Venom finds himself drawn to her innocence, her defiance, and the fire in her eyes. He wants to break her—but what happens when the fragile kitten begins to claw back? With enemies closing in, secrets unraveling, and a war brewing among the most powerful mafia clans, Velia and Venom are caught in a deadly game of power, control, and undeniable attraction. She was supposed to be his prisoner. Now, she might be his only salvation. 🔥 **Possessive Anti-Hero** 💀 **Dark Mafia Romance** 🔥 **Obsession & Revenge** 💀 **Spicy & Emotional**
Узнайте большеVeliaRain washed the smoke from the air, but the smell of it clung to everything—burned wiring, scorched fur, a ghost that wouldn’t leave.They’d moved the survivors into the old med bay. The walls were still intact there, the lights weak but steady. Velia sat on the floor beside the gurney they’d turned into Venom’s bed, knees drawn up, hands raw and shaking despite the bandages.He slept—or what passed for it in him. His body healed in bursts, jerking as muscle knitted too fast under skin. The wolf did the work, not medicine. It scared her as much as it comforted her.The burns across his shoulders had already scabbed into silver lines. She traced one with her eyes, not her fingers. Every inch of him screamed strength, indestructibility. But she’d seen how he’d thrown himself over her when the world broke, how he’d taken the fire so she wouldn’t.“You idiot,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “You absolute, beautiful idiot.”The monitors clicked in rhythm, a metronome for guilt. Around
Velia / Venom)The world fractured into light.Velia’s code ate through the generator’s heart faster than she’d calculated. The conduits screamed in pitch-shifting agony, and every circuit in the compound turned into a fuse. The smell was copper, ozone, and heat—pure, violent chemistry.She didn’t think. She moved.“Override sequence—manual,” she shouted, fingers flying across the panel. The emergency gate’s locking clamps shrieked, struggling to obey her commands while half of them melted in place. If she could isolate the blast behind reinforced containment, the explosion wouldn’t roll through the entire base. It would take her lab—and her data—with it.Venom’s hand clamped around her wrist. “Velia, stop!”She didn’t.“You can’t stop it from up here,” she said. “I can slow it. That’s enough.”His grip tightened. “Enough for who?”“For you,” she said, and tore her arm free.A warning alarm blared from the core chamber. Temperature threshold breached. The readout jumped from amber to
VenomThe warning hit like a blade through fabric—soft sound, deep cut.“Run. He’s already here.”Harper’s voice came over the comms and through the concrete at the same time, an echo that didn’t line up with itself. Hacker’s shout slammed in a beat later—power cut to Sublevel B—then the whole compound inhaled and the lights went blood-red.“Lockdown,” I said, already moving. “All wings.”Steel doors thudded into place down the main hall like a rib cage closing around a wild heart. Sirens woke the sleepers. Boots hammered the floors. Ghost’s voice snapped through the channel—teams fanning to the north and east gates—while Blade’s squads took up positions along the inner ring and the catwalks above the courtyard.Fog rolled in over the walls as if someone had poured it.Night came with it, thick and wrong, carrying a current that smelled like wet metal and the peel of ozone just before lightning. The first drone arrived as a whisper, rotors tuned to slide under hearing; the second cam
Harper / VeliaThey put me in a room that reflected me back like a bad joke.No bars. No chains. Just light and glass and my own face looking wrong from every angle.I sat on the bench and watched myself breathe. It echoed in the mirrored walls—my chest rising and falling a fraction out of sync with the other Harpers. The air smelled like bleach and old cold. The camera in the upper corner wore a dark shell, like an eye with a film over it. If I stared long enough, the black dot pulsed. I stopped staring.There was a tremor in my left hand I couldn’t account for. I’ve had tremors before—too much coffee, too little rest, the debt of days spent closing wounds that didn’t want to close—but this was a new frequency. It didn’t shake when I looked at it; it shook when I didn’t.“Harper.”Velia’s voice carried through the speaker before the door opened, low and controlled, that scientist’s cadence she gets when she’s two breaths from breaking. Then the lock hissed and she was there, framed i


















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