Demon Lord Milim

"I'm not going to marry you, and that's final" His gaze darkened, causing my heart to plummet deep down my stomach. "I don't particularly care what you want, Marcelina," he said flatly. "You walked away carrying something that belongs to me. That makes you mine until I decide otherwise." **** Marcelina never wanted love or marriage. She wanted a baby. After watching her mother disappear piece by piece to a hereditary neurological disorder, she makes a desperate decision. She will have a child before the illness can claim her too. But she will not pass the disorder on. So, she chooses the perfect genetic candidate. Domenico Vitali. Powerful. Untouchable. Dangerous. He was not a man people asked for favors. He was the kind of man they stole from... and prayed they survived. A man Marcelina believed she could use and never see again. One night. One calculated risk. But she was wrong. Because men like Domenico don't just disappear. When he discovers the truth, he calls the shots. "This ends one way," he tells her. "We're getting married." The longer they are bound together, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Domenico Vitali is not who she thought he was. And as secrets begin to surface, Marcelina starts to question everything. Did she truly trap a devil? Or did she step into a war she never saw coming?

On the day of her wedding, Vittoria De Angelis was dragged from the altar and forced to marry the enemy. Vincenzo Lucchese, the exiled heir of the Sicilian mafia, returned to avenge the deaths of his father and brother. In front of everyone, he stole his rival’s bride, sealing a new order of power, written in blood. Now, Vittoria is his wife. Not by choice. But by punishment. Trapped with a man who loves her, yet is as dangerous as he is irresistible, she soon learns that running from him may be even deadlier than falling for him. Because Vincenzo doesn’t want obedience. He wants to surrender. He wants revenge. And she is his guarantee. In this silent war between them, love might be the most lethal weapon of all.

I gasped in pleasure as I rubbed against him. His hand cupped my breast, gently kneading them as his lips moved to my jaw. "Alpha..." I whispered shakily, my entire body so tight, I was desperate for release. "Damien." He whispered back, his lips suckling on my earlobe. "It's Damien to you." His hands had just moved up my thigh when there was a knock on the door. I froze, my eyes wide with panic as I suddenly came back to reality and realized that I was practically about to sleep with a werewolf. And just not any werewolf, but the Alpha werewolf. Cassius's enemy... My master's enemy... #1 of Broken Series FB handle - HB Temilorun IG handle - hb_temilorun

"Are you deliberately approaching me so you can sleep with me, woman?" "You're so confident! Even I don't know your name, Mr. Arrogant!” Alice Laurine Holmes, purposely comes to fancy bars and clubs to go crazy with men out of frustration. But unfortunately, she actually met a cruel man who is also known as the ruler in his city, Adam Anderson. Since that meeting, Adam has never let Alice out of his sight. Alice's life completely changed. When Alice felt her world was broken and not on her side, Adam came and offered a deal. "Be my woman then I will help you avenge your heartache." ~ Adam Anderson. What's their next story?

Sweetheart, I know you are pregnant, and that baby inside you womb is mine." The Mafia lord who is also Christy's boss said. Squeezing her nipples enough to make her moan. Then he suddenly pulled his hands. “And so are you, Christy," he snarled, jabbing a thick finger at Christy's swollen belly, his blue eyes burning' into her like a rattlesnake coiled to sink its fangs. Christy's blood ran cold immediately. How did he know she was pregnant? She hadn't told anyone, it's only her and the doctor that knows about her pregnancy. What happened between her and Lukas was a mistake, it was just a one night mistake and now he wants to claim her and her unborn child.

She thought she had everything. A fated mate. A future. A home. Until it all came crashing down. He came back with another woman. A baby in her belly. And just like that, Elara was nothing. Framed for a crime she didn't commit, the only end for her was death. But fate isn’t done with her yet. A stranger steps out of the shadows. Not just any man—the Lycan King. Feared. Hated. Untouchable. Part demon. Part vampire. Part wolf. He doesn't save her, he claims her. Offers her a deal she can’t afford to refuse: Be his Luna for one year. She should’ve said no. But he’s cold fire and temptation wrapped in darkness. And when he touches her, it’s not just her body that trembles—it’s her soul. Now, she’s trapped between two monsters: The mate who wants her back… And the king who never plans to let her go. 🔥 Sneak Peek – Elara’s POV: “Tell me to stop,” he growled, his breath hot against my lips. “One-word, little wolf, and I’ll Walk away.” My heart pounded so hard I thought it might crack my ribs. I should say it. I should. But then he touched me—just a whisper of skin against skin—and the air vanished from my lungs. My mind screamed this is a mistake. But my body… my body had already decided. I leaned in, drawn to him like gravity itself had shifted. “I hate you,” I breathed, and it came out too soft, too broken. He gave me a look that made my knees weak. Dangerous. Hungry. “Then hate me,” he murmured, brushing his lips over mine, “while I make you forget every reason you ever did.”

In a twisted dance of love and power, Rory finds herself bound to George, a ruthless mafia lord, in a hidden marriage that's lasted seven years. Amidst the danger and secrets of George's world, Rory faces heartbreak and betrayal when she discovers the true intentions of the man she's tied to. With each passing day, the weight of their secret marriage presses down on Rory, complicated by the pain of five stillborn babies. As George's motives come to light through a chilling conversation with his friend Brian, Rory must consider the dangerous path between her feelings for George and the deadly world he rules. Will the shadows of the mafia consume their hidden bond, or can love find a way to survive in the darkness? Find out more by diving into the book....

Blurb She ran from one devil straight into the arms of the worst one. Mikhail Lobanov… Las Vegas’s most feared mafia king, pins the trembling 19-year-old cocktail waitress against the penthouse elevator wall, thumb dragging across her lower lip. “You’re too beautiful to kill… so I’ll keep you.” One brutal thrust later, he’s buried deep inside her untouched body on the balcony overlooking the Strip, growling, “This pussy is mine now, Bella. Say it.” What begins as possession becomes obsession. He collars her. Claims her. Protects her. But when his enemies discover she’s carrying his child, the war turns personal. Kidnapped. Tortured. Rescued. Betrayed. In a world of blood, revenge, and unbreakable chains, one innocent beauty will either destroy the monster… or become his forever salvation. Dark. Possessive. Filthy. The Beauty and Her Dangerous Mafia Lord.

WARNING: Please, before reading this book, note that it contains: violence, abusive scenes, and mature scenes. "I was supposed to kill you, Cassius," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Do you think you can?" he replied, his gaze piercing. He gently took my hand, the warmth of his touch contrasting sharply with the coldness of the IV drip that fed into my arm. "I would shoot a bullet into your head if..." I started, but before I could finish, he sealed my lips with a kiss—soft yet filled with an urgency that took my breath away. **** Zara Singh, an undercover assassin, receives a contract to seduce and eliminate Cassius DiMarco, the most feared Mafia king who is known for his ruthlessness. But what would happen when she finds herself unexpectedly drawn to Cassius? And what would happen when Zara finds out Cassius had a hand in her parent's death? Would she be able to forgive him? #2

To save the merfolk from slaughter, I seduced the vampire lord himself-Lazarus. He still loved me after all. For three days and three nights, he drowned himself in my body, unwilling to let me out of his arms for even a second. I roused from the haze of fleeting bliss, only to have a searing, corrosive liquid poured mercilessly over my head. "You with eternal healing can taste the sting of agony？" "Yet your trivial suffering pales in comparison to the loss of my kin you brought upon me. It is nothing at all!" "This is merely the beginning. Refuse to reveal where my parents lie hidden, and you shall never break free from this castle." He was convinced that I alone had destroyed everything he held dear. Holding the entire merfolk’s lives hostage, he confined me within the castle. Time and again, he tore open my chest by force, wrenching out my pearl of the mer, feeding its essence to Isolde to mend her frail flesh. He condemned me to sleepless nights, forcing me to cleanse the filth he left behind. Barefoot, I was made to dance the mermaid’s lament upon razor-sharp silver blades, writhing in pain to lull Isolde into slumber. Later, Isolde feigned a pregnancy. Driven by false tenderness for her, Lazarus took to slicing chunks of my immortal mermaid flesh with cold blades, brewing them into nourishing potions for her. Hatred for me burned deep in his bones, yet whenever I was on the brink of death, he would still force his own blood down my throat to keep me alive. "You presume too much on my lingering love for you, choosing silence over the truth, do you not? Aurora… tell me, what became of my parents?" I endured in silence, bearing witness to his love torn between hatred and longing. Soon, I would no longer need to guard that fatal secret. For a mermaid who dwells on land for three years shall wither and perish, severed from the sea that gives her life. Only three days remained until my final breath.