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The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

The library’s floor is polished, and it has a granite fireplace and a comfortable, well-worn sitting arrangement. I heave a sigh, relieved that Ms. Lennie isn’t around to reprimand me. I’ve always loved reading and collecting romance books at home, so seeing these shelves just makes my heart soar. I start my journey inside, searching for cookbooks. Instead, I stumble upon a book placed in a glass cage in the middle of the classics section. I lean forward, touching the glass as I try to read the title. It’s Macbeth and Hamlet by William Shakespeare. The air instantly abandons my lungs when I catch sight of the leather-bound cover. It’s very old but still stunning.

A female police officer shouted: “Could it be that he is Albert, the famous criminal psychologist detective who has solved many difficult cases. I still have his book The Punisher here. The book is about the tough murders he has solved, including his analysis of the psychology of criminals in detail. I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome." Albert entered the room, meeting his eyes was a very strange atmosphere. In the dim light of the white room, a middle-aged man was lying at the far end of the room; in the center of his chest were numerous stab wounds. He lay in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open, and inside those eyes were fear and despair. The most striking thing is still

**DEDICATION** To the dreamers who find solace in stories, To the lovers of dark romance and untamed desires, And to those who embrace both the light and the shadows within; This book is for you. And to myself, ShineeSunshine; For the late nights, the endless imagination, and the courage to weave crimson tales of obsession and love. _______________ **BLURB** Book 1] CRIMSON : 'Il Velo di MINE' {The Veil of Mine} from MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE series

‎ ‎Then suddenly, everything seems to change. ‎ ‎A horn blows in the distance. A long, low sound that makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise. ‎ ‎The rogues begin pulling back. Not retreating, reorganizing. ‎ ‎“Something’s wrong,” Thorne mutters. “They’re regrouping too fast.” ‎ ‎And then I see it. ‎ ‎Through the smoke and fire, a massive shape emerges. A wolf, but not like any I’ve ever seen. Twice the size of a normal alpha, it's fur pitch-black and it's eyes burning red. Dark energy ripple off its body like heat from flame.

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

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My lips crashed against hers, demanding, forcing her to open up, to give in to me. I felt her stiffen, her breath catching in her throat, but she didn’t pull away. She let me have her, let me take what was mine. I felt the pulse of her heart beneath my touch, erratic and confused, like she was fighting the urge to fight me. But she wouldn’t fight. Not anymore. I knew it. I deepened the kiss, pulling her closer, her body rigid in my arms as I drank from her mouth like a man starved. The taste of her was bitter, like everything else about her—an amalgamation of fear, submission, and something darker, something broken.

Olivia pushed against him, in half-hearted resistance. It was futile anyway because Titan was as strong as an oak. He barely staggered back. Instead, he drew her closer, running his hands over her back, and chest, and caressing her hair. His fingers roamed through her bare skin until they found her buttons. He unhooked them slowly and fingered her nipples. She found herself moaning. He moved from kissing her lips to her neck and she found herself closing her eyes, relishing the sensations, and clutching the back of his head. Then she realized that here she was again, hopelessly giving into the touch of Titan Black.