Deathsquad Comedy

“I’ll take her, her tears taste nice” “The wedding holds tomorrow, I’ll come back for my bride then, bye for now” That was all the devil had to say to pull her into his dark and bloody world. His words are final , his silence speaks His presence cold and hot His aura speaks of great and might power He who rules Italy without stress Feared by the government and the people in the country He is who he thinks he is. He’s Gerald Grey. Roseanne Kent a twenty years old college student who’s hated by her father and sisters. She found herself being sold into a marriage with the most feared and most powerful mafia lord in Italy. At the mention of his name, the city stays quiet, getting on his bad side is a direct call for death. What happens when the most feared and most powerful mafia lord gets married to a mere twenty years old lady who was to sold to him as a bride for a billion dollar? What happens when Roseanne Kent finds out there’s more to Gerald Grey than what people know? What happens when the truth about Roseanne’s mother comes to light? What happens when the truth about the mystery death of Gerald Grey’s Six ex-wives is revealed?

Magnolia's life slowly falls apart when her step mother sells her to a ruthless Mafia boss, Orion, as payment for her parent sins. His wrath was known to be swift and painful, Magnolia knows this spells doom for her. But Orion's revenge comes with a price: her complete submission to him. He unleashes his inner vengeance and pain on her for the pain her parents made him pass through. Magnolia's world is slowly turned upside down. But Orion has no idea that this beauty would be the end of him. She is a spy sent by his rival Mafia clan to get Intel on him and take him out. Magnolia doesn't want to do it but he doesn't give her a reason to not want to. She is stuck in between the lines of pain, pleasure and love. She finds herself, craving for the very man who absolutely loathes her. Will Magnolia surrender to this intense passion, or will she fight to regain her once lost freedom? In this dark and mysterious world of mafia's, there is one saying that guides all: "Once you've submitted, there's no escape"

Amber has lived her whole life being the perfect daughter, though bound to a comatose man, she remains unwaveringly faithful, until a work trip changes everything. Amber witnesses a murder and ends up being hunted by a dangerous underboss. Then she meets Valentino Orsini– the family's dangerous, exiled son, and her husband's Uncle that she had long sworn to forget. He offers her protection in exchange for her living under his roof. To Valentino, she is his little Purple, fierce and strong willed. To Amber, he is the cold, ruthless man that left years ago. What happens when old spark reignites and what is meant to be nothing more than in-laws living under the same roof twists into something more than just desire? What will Amber's fate be when she is thrusted into a world of blood, temptations and sin? Will she be able to resist her uncle In-law or will she submit to him? What happens when her husband wakes up and she has to return to her life? Will Valentino be willing to let her go?

Don Vasily Petrov, the formidable leader of the Petrov crime syndicate, has always put duty before desire. To secure peace and expand his empire, he agrees to a political marriage with Isabella Volkov, the sweet and demure daughter of a rival family. The union is meant to end all wars and solidify his power. Yet, his carefully constructed world shatters at his own bachelor party, an event he never wanted. He awakens the next morning tangled in the sheets with her twin brother, Adrian, a notorious playboy with a hidden life of his own. As the wedding day looms, Vasily must confront a shocking truth about his own desires, a secret that could destroy his family’s legacy, and the man he never expected to love: his bride brother, who is now his most dangerous addiction and most intoxicating obsession. But their secret isn't safe. A jealous ex-lover, hiding in plain sight, seeks to tear their worlds apart.

Ipinagbili si Elaris Vaeloria ng sarili niyang ama sa makapangyaring pamilyang Montefalco— at doon, tuluyan siyang  nawala sa mundo ng kalayaan at dangal. Ginapos ng utos, kontrol, at takot, natutunan niyang ang bawat sandaling malaya ay may kapalit. Sa gitna ng sakit at pagdududa, matapos iligtas ay tumakas siya kay Damian Vossryn, naniniwalang lahat ng kapangyarihan ay nagdudulot ng pagkawasak. Pero nagbaho si Damian. Ang halimaw na kinatatakutan ng mundo ay natutong maramdaman... ang pagmamahal. At nang muling pagtagpuin sila ng tadhana, hindi na niya hinihingi ang pagsuko ni Elaris— ang puso na niya ang kaniyang nais. Ngunit sa mundong pinaghaharian ng dugo at lihim, may puwang pa ba ang pag-ibig na marupok... o nakatadhana rin itong masira?

"Kuya, kahit pangkape lang!" Iyon ang lagi kong naririnig kay Nanay noong bata pa ako. Naisip ko dati na sobra talaga kaming naghihirap dahil kahit pambili ng kape ay walang-wala kami. Marumi, mababa ang lipad, at wala ng dignidad— iyon ang buhay na mayroon si Nanay. "Kuya, pangyosi lang!" Hindi naglaon ay sumunod ako sa yapak ni Nanay at iyon na lagi ang linyahan ko gabi-gabi. Pero dahil sa linyang iyon ay mas lalong gugulo ang buhay kong matagal nang miserable. Paanong ang isang babaeng mababa ang lipad na katulad ko ay magiging asawa ng isang makapangyarihan na mafia lord?

Ethan bukanlah menantu idaman Benigno Mensina, seorang ketua mafia The Black Rose di kota C, Sisilia. Ia hanya seorang pria yang dianggap sampah oleh mertuanya sendiri karena profesinya yang hanya seorang mekanik biasa. Pernikahannya dengan Crystal, istri dari mendiang Alessandro, kakaknya, terjadi hanya demi Clarissa yang hak asuhnya diwasiatkan oleh sang kakak untuk jatuh ke tangan Ethan sebelum Alessandro tewas di tangan musuh dari mertuanya, yaitu gangster yang menamai diri mereka Demond del Cielo. Namun seiring berjalannya waktu, dalam pernikahan itu banyak fakta terungkap, terutama tentang masa lalu Crystal dan Ethan. Lalu ada satu hal yang tak kalah mengejutkan, yaitu ketika identitas lain Ethan yang sebenarnya terkuak. Ethan yang diketahui hanya seorang mekanik itu ternyata adalah seseorang yang dijuluki Capo dei Capi atau Capo Di Tutti Capi yaitu bos dari segala bos.

“You’re drunk,” he said, smirking. “Yeah,” she admitted, then reached out and touched his shirt. “But I still want to have sex with you.” Vincenzo tilted his head slightly, like he was studying a new toy. "You were about to go after my bodyguard, huh?" he said. His fingers suddenly cupped her breast, slow and confident. “And yet, you look more like a virgin than a pervert.” That sobered her up a bit. “I—what?” Before she could say anything else, she blurted, “I want to have sex with you. I’m all yours tonight.” Vincenzo raised a brow, then smiled. “If that’s what you want.” He stood up, lifted her into his arms effortlessly, and carried her through a side door. Her arms looped around his neck as her heart pounded so hard she could barely breathe. He kicked open a private room. Inside, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her—hot, commanding, full of hunger. She melted into it. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and for the first time in her life, she didn’t care who she was supposed to be. She was just a girl kissing a stranger.

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.

BETH Is a good girl, with a little dark side. She has a thing for a bad boy. Her friends and her like to sneak out to clubs and illegal street races. Her and her friends go to a club, to dance every chance they get. And on this night they go to the club. They are having fun and partying unaware of what the night has to offer. As she is dancing she feels this feeling she is being watched. As she looks around she can't see the source of her uneasy feeling. VLAD As I was at the club I own for some time now. My friend Enzo kept on bugging me about this stupid underground illegal race that happens every weekend. I love the thrill of danger. I own a midnight blue Bugatti Chiron super sport. As I step out on the balcony and look out at the crowded club, I see a girl having a good time. That's when I see her, blue eyes dancing like none of all the girls I have seen here before. That's when I knew I needed to make her mine.