Don T Kill Me Novels & Stories

"Crawl to me, Amber... Let me feel how tight that virgin cunt is. Prove your father didn’t lie.” "Make me do it... You blind bastard!" He doesn’t see the world. He owns it. Zeden Vercetti is a blind mafia don feared across continents—ruthless, unyielding, and lethal with or without his sight. Once a husband. Still a father. But love? That died with his wife. Now his world revolves around power, blood, and pleasure... on his terms. When Amber’s father trades her off to clear a dirty debt, she finds herself trapped in a nightmare—a palace of wolves ruled by the most dangerous one of all. Zeden doesn’t want a bride. He wants obedience. He wants her mouth screaming, her legs spread, her pride shattered. She thought she’d be his wife. He says she’s just a fucktoy. A virgin to break. A slut to train. But Amber isn't built to bend. And Zeden has never met a girl who fights back, tempts him, confuses him... and maybe awakens the parts of him he swore were dead. In a mansion filled with guns, secrets, and scars that don’t fade, one virgin girl is about to face the beast. And Zeden? He’ll make her crawl. Will she survive the dark kingdom of the Vercettis—or will she become the fire that ruins him? Viewer Discretion Advised 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🔞🔞 ☠️This book contains intense, dark themes: Dominance & submissionVirgin training, rough sex, threesomes, and BDSM Raw, explicit, and unfiltered sexual content Violence, trauma, emotional manipulation. 10% plot. 90% sex. And Sin. A possessive blind mafia don with a broken past and a dangerous heart. Read at your own risk. Not for the faint-hearted. Not for the soft. If you dare enter Zeden Vercetti’s world… be ready to bleed.

Valentina Russo never imagined her future would be decided by a contract signed before she was old enough to understand it. When her family's collapse threatens to ignite a mafia war, she is forced to marry the most feared man in New York—Don Alessandro De Luca, the ruthless leader known as the Crazy Don. Everyone says he's unstable. Everyone says he's a monster. But as Valentina is drawn deeper into his dangerous world of power, betrayal, and deadly secrets, she begins to question everything she's been told. Because the man behind the terrifying reputation is hiding a truth that could destroy the mafia forever. In a world where loyalty is bought with blood and love is the greatest weakness, one arranged marriage could either end a war... or start one.

Asya is the most promising ballerina the Royal Ballet has seen in years. Wildly ambitious, back-breakingly disciplined, and immensely driven, she has only one objective: prima ballerina. There is nothing she won't do to earn this once-in-a-generation title. But behind her ballerina grace she hides dark secrets of an inhumanly strict mother, pushing her body to cruel limits, and serial hookups with male dancers. Roman Zharnov is the star of the Russian ballet: young, successful, arrogant, beautiful, and worst of all, talented. He's come to London for a fresh start after earning himself the nickname 'the bad boy of ballet'. It is during a rehearsal that his eye falls on Asya, a nineteen-year-old soloist with spitfire in her eyes and a raw talent capable of silencing an auditorium. But Asya has a partner, and she wants to stay as far away as possible from the Russian prodigy with a reputation that won't seem to leave him alone. In the competitive world of classical ballet Asya is climbing the ranks, earning coveted parts and building a name for herself as a promising soloist. But all the while she is playing a dangerous game behind the curtain. Roman has found the one ballerina that can keep up with him and wants her to partner him, but he will soon realise that animals can't do what she does.

I never broke eye contact as he slicked his already hard cock up with it. It never did take him long to get hard in my presence, especially after working me open when we had stood under the stream of the shower. Shuffling his ass forward just a little, he pulled me close to help me slowly sink onto his cock. Once my ass was flushed against his lap and he was to the hilt, he sighed, and I could see the exact moment that all the stress left his body. “Thank you.” He whispered. ______ I got pregnant after a sizzling one-night stand. I didn’t know then he was the son of a billionaire mafia Don. That night, he walked over to me with powerful strides that announced to the world, that he owned it. The dim light dancing over his sculptured face, Teased me with a glimpse of perfection. His deep baritone voice vibrated thru my core, and before I knew it, we were back at my place, thrusting into ecstasy. For hours he took me to heaven and back, But on earth, he became cold as ice. Then, without so much as a name, He walked out the door and out of my life. I tried to forget him, Until I got unexpected news from my doctor weeks later. and before I had time to digest the information, I was snatched by two men. Now I’m in the presence of the Don of all Dons, congratulating me on my pregnancy. And the man that took me to heaven, is now tasked to keep me in hell.

I had been sneaking around behind my brother’s back with Eden Smith, his best friend's brother. He pulled me close by the waist and drove us wild in all kinds of places. At bars, in the wild, and in even empty public restrooms, he was always eager for more. It was like unlocking new levels in a game. He was five years younger than me. He always called my name in his pitiful and innocent tone while gripping my waist with renewed vigor. He never let me escape. “L-let me go!”

"You want me, Davina. You can deny it all you want. I will make you scream the truth." His voice, a guttural purr, slid over my skin, igniting a shameful, undeniable heat. His hot, possessive gaze consumed me, stripping me bare, making my body clench with fear and anticipation. I was trembling, aching, for a man who I should hat. The man that can destroy me. --- The anonymous call pulled Davina Wilson into a nightmare realm of carnal secrets and violence. Summoned to her estranged father's bedside, she found a brutal aftermath reeking of raw power. Malcolm's chilling dismissal and her stepmother's icy glare hinted at a depraved family darkness she'd never imagined. Then came Ezra, a formidable, unapologetically masculine force, unsettlingly aware of a past Davina had erased thirteen years ago—a past he was determined to excavate and brand as his own. Plunged into a dangerous underworld to shield her family, Davina found herself Ezra's captive. He hungered to devour her innocence, seeing a wild, unyielding lust he was determined to dominate and unleash. His possessive interest deepened into an all-consuming claim. He was the alpha predator she should flee, yet the forbidden craving was undeniable. As Davina navigated this treacherous landscape, the lines between captor and savage lover, threat and intoxicating surrender, blurred. An attraction so potent ignited, promising either her ultimate downfall or a dark, exhilarating damnation.

After I fell while pregnant, my six-year-old son, Nico Bertelli, did not come to help me. When I woke up, the baby in my belly was gone. At my hospital bedside, Nico hid behind my husband, Roberto Bertelli, and mumbled, "Mommy, I thought you fainted on purpose to get my attention. You've pretended to pass out a few times before just to stop me from going out with Ms. Pelosi." Roberto chimed in coldly, "You're always pulling tricks to get attention. Nico doesn't even trust you anymore. You need to take a hard look at yourself and figure out why he prefers being around Martina Pelosi over you." I was completely heartbroken. The day after I was discharged, I went home, packed up everything that belonged to me, and left behind only two documents: a divorce agreement and a letter terminating my parental rights.

He was dubbed the Devil's incarnate because of his fierce persona. After all, he was the feared, ruthless American Russian mafia Don Vladivostok Konstantin Kostya. Love wasn't meant for him, he had his demons until he met her. She was never enough, she was the thorn amid beautiful roses. Everything she wanted and had was taken away from her and she was ok with that, having only a boyfriend who loved her but soon that too was taken away. After she had just returned from a date with her boyfriend Zeus, she got the news. "Get ready Magaret. You'll be getting married tomorrow." Those were her father's words, he said them with coldness evident in his voice, no sign of compassion in his eyes. The moment she heard those words her world crumbled, and her heart arched as she felt her breath get stuck in her throat. And when she found out the identity of her soon-to-be husband she thought it was the end of her. Never did she think it would happen but she fell for him, the man she was supposed to hate!

Sarian’s life has never been easy, but stripping to keep her sister safe and the bills down was a small price to pay — until Don Julio Rossini walked into the club where she dances. The ruthless mafia lord isn’t just there for a show; he’s hunting her father, who stole something precious from him. Betrayed by a childhood friend and with no escape, Sarian is into Don Julio’s dangerous world, where power is currency, fidelity is fragile, and desire is a must. When Sarian fails to deliver her father, Don Julio offers her a deal, her body in exchange for her family’s safety. But as she fights to reclaim her freedom, she discovers a darker side Don Julio has adversaries who want her just as important as he does but there is something different, Don Julio is in love with her. Trapped in a deadly game of control and temptation, Sarian must decide — submit to Don Julio ’s demands or outsmart him before he consumes her fully.

Hate You Until I Don’t Ave Carter swore she’d never speak to Blake Monroe again—not after he humiliated her and destroyed their friendship. But when they’re forced to partner for a school competition, old sparks ignite beneath the bitterness. Enemies, ex-best friends… and maybe something more. In a school full of whispers and second chances, can hate turn into something worth risking again?