Fighter Romance Books Novels & Stories

High heat, raw passion, graphic intimacy. Power Struggles & Dark Romance – Forced marriage, enemies-to-lovers, emotional warfare, and psychological games. Possessive Male Leads – Alpha billionaire energy, dominance, and territorial obsession. Mafia Themes & Violence – Blood, vengeance, and brutal consequences. Emotionally Intense Content – Rebellion, betrayal, fear, longing, and morally questionable choices. Trigger Elements – Gun violence, physical intimidation, verbal threats, control dynamics, and sexual dominance (always consensual). This is not a soft romance. It’s fire, fury, and desire. Read at your own risk—and pleasure.

Infinitely Ours" Romance Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Cuando dejas tu corazon atras - Book 1 "When you leave your heart behind" Libro 2 Mi Corazon te pertenece - Book 2 My Heart will be yours Power & Temptation Mafia Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Mafia Italiana - Book 1 Italian Mafia Libro 2 IVANOV, Mafia Rusa (Only A****n /Unlimited Kindle)

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

Also do check out my other books, all are COMPLETED: First Sokolov Brothers book: Bride To Be; My Boss Is My Tormentor; CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captîve Romance; His Broken Princess; His Steel Princess.

Glen was right, and Faith had wandered right into the middle of it. "I did not have an affair with your sister-in-law. We fucked. There's a difference." "And what the hell is the difference?" Selby shifted to straighten in his seat, his body tensing. "Affairs are emotional and come with expectations. Fucking is just that, sex with no strings." He took a pull from his cigar, holding the smoke longer this time before exhaling. He uncrossed his legs as he leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees, the hand with the cigar draping over his other hand. "Office romances happen all the time, but Cherish knew I didn't want any emotional attachments. I had made it perfectly clear."

I couldn’t breathe, my lungs refused to draw in a breath. Dante’s voice was quiet and dangerous, rough with warning as he said, “Because I missed you.” He directed a cold smirk at me as he added, "Little sister." _____ Hello, dear readers. I write Dark Romance- about mafia, bully, arrange marriage, obsessed anti-heroes that you'll always fall in love with. And the theme of this book is the same. But this is the first time I am writing a book with mmfm. And if you skipped the Introduction, please note, this book will be DARK, with various themes you might not be comfortable with.

One evening, Elena sat alone in the safe house, scrolling through messages when an anonymous text arrived: “You’re not as safe as you think. Watch your back.” Her heart raced. The war had come home. When Luca returned, he found her pale and shaken. “We’re running out of time,” she said. “Ryan’s ghosts are everywhere.” He nodded grimly. “Then we make the next move. We bring the fight to them.” ⸻ The final pages of this chapter were written in adrenaline and whispered plans, a countdown to the storm gathering on the horizon. Luca and Elena knew that victory would come at a price—perhaps the highest price of all.

If you’re interested in an unhinged, obsessive mafia romance check out my other book: HIS BRIDE BY FORCE. If you’re interested in second chance romance with a feisty female lead check out: REIGNITED BONDS. Love you guys, lots!!!

PROLOGUE TATIANA Death smashed into the back of Adrian’s slick Maserati, demanding our lives. My body jerked forward and the seat belt cut into my chest. My heart jumped, racing as fast as my husband’s driving. “What’s going on?” I whimpered frantically as I glanced over my shoulder. The headlights of a black SUV filled the rear window. Smash. My body jerked forward again. “Adrian!” I screamed. “Gun, get a gun.”

“Move closer.” Fear and something hotter warred inside me. I told myself I was only obeying to avoid his anger, but my body moved forward until I stood barely an arm’s length away. His heat radiated toward me. His scent — that intoxicating wild musk — made my head spin and my core clench with sudden, shameful need. “Look at me.” I lifted my gaze. His green eyes locked onto mine, dark with an intensity that stole my breath. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips.