Novel & Cerita Evil Lord

"No darling, I'm not a hero. I'm the villain about whom your mother must have warned you to stay away from because I will not save you, I will destroy you.” Harley Davidson's once peaceful life took a dramatic turn when she learned that the notorious mafia leader, Aiken Lynn, was killed in a shootout with the police—and that he was her late father. In the wake of this revelation, her world is further upended when her father's most dangerous enemy kidnaps her, issuing an sinister demand: Marry him! Zayn Wakon, a man shrouded in danger, poses a significant threat, and being close to him could have devastating consequences. Yet, Harley finds herself at a crossroads. Does she have the strength to escape his grip, or might this seemingly treacherous ally ultimately become her unexpected protector?

He’s the billionaire with everything except the one woman who couldn’t care less. She’s the most feared mafia queen pretending to be ordinary. Jayden Blacks is used to control, power, and women falling at his feet. But Anna DeVille? She didn’t even blink. Now, she’s all he wants and the one thing he might never have. Getting close to her means stepping into a world that could destroy him. But walking away? Not an option. Can he conquer the woman who was never his to claim, or will she be the one to bring him to his knees?

Running from hell, and towards the devil. Having caught her betrothed and her stepmother in an unforgivable act, Calista runs away into the arms of a stranger-Roman Cappellucci, the cold, calculating, and dangerous mafia boss of Chicago. Roman has worked his way to the top of the criminal underworld with brutality. He proposes a deal: marry him, and he'll protect her. No feelings. No questions. Just safety in exchange for her obedience. But safety has its price It's supposed to be simple, a marriage of convenience for her protection. And don't they say the devil you know is better than the angel you don't know? Things take a twisted, darker turn when Roman's truest nature begins to unfold. He is not the savior she thinks he is; he is the devil that would set the world ablaze for her sake. The abyss she wants to drown in even though he is ruthless and emotionless. Yet with every passing day, Calista begins to chip away at the ice around Romano's heart. And despite every warning in her head, she finds herself drawn to him—not out of fear, but fascination. Her protector Her obsession Her every, darkest fantasy. Because the devil didn’t just save her. He claimed her.

A Mafia love story. "I don't like to call it revenge, returning the favor sounds nicer." -Him. "I respect those who tell me the truth, no matter how hard it is."-Her. What if the hero of your story is actually The Villain! Crystal wakes up from coma after 9 months with no memories of the past. To her surprise, she has been married to Valentine Romero for 2 years. But, what if the marriage he portrayed as a fairy tale is the biggest curse of her life? The words she believed were actually lies? Dark secrets are about to be revealed and this time will Valentine be able to cage her as he wanted and make her dance with his demons? Read Dance with the Devil. A Dark Mysterious Romance.

An innocent girl named Yara is trapped in the dark world of Damian Devatra, a cold man who rules under the shadow of evil. Initially trying to save her mother, Yara accepts Damian's offer to be a servant for a year but never expected to become part of Damian's plan for revenge. Between hatred and manipulation, Yara must endure Damian's cruelty while he struggles with his dark past and growing feelings. Will Damian succeed in avenging himself on Yara when he begins to love her?

Dashmel thought her luck had finally changed when her broke college boyfriend suddenly became rich. She hoped his rise would lift her too… until he dumped her in the cruelest way possible. His reason being that, she wasn’t good looking enough. The worst part was that Dashmel knew he was right. He wasn’t the first person to break up with her for that very reason, and he probably won't be the last. Dashmel was shamed, heartbroken, and unable to escape the rumors on campus. Her college life falls apart... until she crosses paths with Jack. A mysterious and dangerous billionaire. A man rumored by the FBI to be the devil himself. Jack offers her everything she has ever wanted... Wealth, social status, and a secret, forbidden treatment that could make her truly beautiful. Desperate for a new life, Dashmel is willing to pay any price... even her soul. But the devil named Jack doesn’t want her soul. He just wants her to play a game.

“I need to become the devil to destroy that demon,” she whispers, her body still broken, the evidence of his madness all around her. Of all betrayals, Marion Storm never expected her end to come at the hands of her husband. Once hailed as the Ice Queen of Biotech and CEO of the billion-dollar Icarus Industries, she now lies bleeding on the marble floor of her burning mansion, her empire reduced to ash. Richard took everything: her son, her reputation, her company, and now, her life. But fate intervenes. Her last desperate message is answered. By Jude Creed. Arrogant. Brilliant. Her rival. Her nemesis. And now… her savior. With nothing left but a broken body and shattered heart, Marion swears vengeance on every person who played a part in her downfall. Even if it means crossing lines, burning bridges, and becoming something darker than all of them. But even ice can melt. And Jude? He’s determined to melt her. As the line between their deal and desire blurs, Marion is forced to confront a terrifying truth: time is running out. Her enemies are more powerful, danger is in every corner, and secrets are on every page she turns. Who can she trust? And Jude? He may just be the one thing left holding her together. Will she let him love her, or will her thirst for revenge burn him down with the rest of them?

"A woman like you? No fucking way you're a virgin." "Who said virgins can't be filthy, Rocco?" DIANA SANTORO: Five years locked inside a convent. Not because I was holy. Because the family I was born into is dangerous. My name is Diana Santoro. Mafia blood. And in this world, daughters like me get hidden away until the war is over. Now my brother’s the Don. And he wants me back. The man he sent to collect me? Rocco Moretti. The most feared monster in Italy. The devil of Cosa Nostra. They say he pulls confessions out of men with his bare hands—then sleeps like a baby afterward. Three days on the road. Just us. He’s expecting some scared little nun-in-training, ready to be escorted quietly back to my gilded cage. He has no idea that the only innocent thing about me is this face. **** ROCCO MORETTI: Forty-seven men. That's how many I've killed. Tortured more than double that. Never lost a minute of sleep over any of them. So why does this girl—with her innocent eyes and that smart mouth—make me feel like I'm losing my goddamn mind around every bend of this road? Last night, at some roadside motel, she walked into my room. Ran her fingers over my tattoos, looked up at me with this smirk, and told me she wasn't wearing underwear. What the hell does she want? To destroy me? To see how far she can push before I snap? She's a virgin. Untouched. Off-limits. The one thing a man like me can never have. But when she looks at me like that—wearing that short dress, lips parted just enough—I forget who I am. I forget I'm the monster. And I start wanting, with everything in me, to be the one who ruins her. Even if it costs me my life. Even if it costs me everything.

So it appeared that she was to start paying her way on her back with this absolutely massive, broad-shouldered, tattooed, aptly-named wild warrior. Gideon was a large man, but this modern viking put him to serious physical shame; if Gideon’s dick had split her in half in agony, Iris could only imagine what this monster’s cock would do to her. She just hoped that he left her able to walk… and able to fuck the rest of the boys downstairs, because of course they’d be close behind. She knew there would be blood soaking and staining her thighs before things were done, long before they decided that they’d used her up. Stopping her jumbled thoughts, Iris slowly lowered herself to her knees. **** Liam “Viking” Callahan thought the job was done. Evidence buried. Debt paid to The Road Devils MC. Then he drives out of the Utah mountains with a secret in the back of his van: a terrified woman running for her life. Iris has spent six months planning her escape from Gideon and the Garden of Divine Light. She’s barefoot, freezing, and desperate enough to gamble on a stranger who looks dangerous... but still safer than the hell she left behind. So she hides. And prays. When the Road Devils discover Iris, the truth unravels: a cult, a tyrant, and a woman who fled into a winter night wearing nothing but a nightgown and borrowed boots. She’s broken, but not defeated. Iris wants her life back... her body, her choices, her fearlessness. The only man she feels safe with is the towering, gentle Viking. As trust turns into desire, neither of them sees the danger closing in. Gideon wants his “property” returned... and he won’t stop until he gets it.

To save his mother’s life as she lay critically ill in the operating room, Dante had no choice. The hospital bills kept piling up. Every door he knocked on for help closed, one by one. Until an offer came—dirty, dangerous, and binding. To become a mafia boss’s kept man. Leonard Virelli was not just a wealthy man. He was the shadow ruler of the city—ambitious, manipulative, and accustomed to getting whatever he wanted. Including Dante. Dante knew this was not simply a “relationship.” It was an unspoken contract of ownership. Of a body paid for. Of a life slowly brought under control. He had never imagined himself stepping into a world like that. But for the cost of the surgery, for the only family he had left, Dante was willing to swallow his pride. What he did not expect was how dangerous Leonard truly was. The man did not only want Dante’s presence at his side—he wanted obedience. Loyalty. Perhaps even… his heart. Behind the expensive suits and cold smiles, Leonard harbored an unhealthy obsession. He was not used to being rejected. Not used to losing. And the more Dante tried to keep his emotional distance, the tighter Leonard’s grip became. Trapped between guilt, desperation, and feelings that began to grow without permission, Dante found himself asking a question he was afraid to answer: Did he sell himself to save his mother? Or had he unknowingly surrendered himself to a man who would never let him go? In the mafia world filled with blood and betrayal, love is not tenderness. Love is possession. And Dante has just signed a contract with the most dangerous man in the city.