Ghosted

Alexander Guerriero: Being in the mafia promises a certain type of lifestyle, certain expectations. Along with the respect, the money, the women, also comes the darker side with the danger, the violence, the blood. But above all else, there are the Rules. As the Boss, I need to ensure my empire in the crime underworld remains in order. If not, it shows weakness, tempting the vultures circle and take my empire from me. Because there is no mercy. Ever. So, when I discover one of my soldiers has done me dirty, stealing my goods, I need to make an example of him. No one breaks my Rules! Yet, what happens when it is me who begins to break the Rules? As the Boss, am I above them? Or will my empire come crumbling down because she walked into my life. Rain Coleman: As a romance writer, going to Italy should have been fun. It should have been inspiring for my next best seller! I wish I could say it is why I went to Italy. My brother had basically ghosted me, worried me, for the last five years. So, when I discovered he was there, I packed my bags and went out to find him. Yet, when I do, I discover he’s a member of the mafia, and I’m suddenly dragged into that dark world. Especially, when the Boss has sent for my brother. The Boss, whose molten, dark eyes stir something deep inside me that I can’t deny. And with his confusing demand to keep me around in exchange for my brother’s life, I find myself breaking my promise that I made three years ago to protect my heart.

He straddled me, his hips swirling in slow, maddening circles. His body was right there, pressing into mine, and I couldn’t escape it; I didn’t want to. His hands found mine and guided them to his chest, and when my palms touched his warm skin, I was gone. My pulse was a blur of frantic beats pounding in my ears, drowning out the crowd's cheers and whistles. With his face inches from mine, Alec leaned in. His breath ghosted over my lips, his smile, cocky, knowing, playful, and somehow tender all at once. “You okay there?” he asked with an amused tone, and I opened my mouth, desperate to say something—anything—but nothing came out. My throat was dry, my skin was on fire and my mind was completely blank. All I could do was stare at him, completely mesmerized by how his body moved against mine and that wicked smirk on his lips. Before I knew it, heat pooled low in my belly, spreading downward, and I instinctively clenched my thighs together to stop the throbbing that ignited between my legs, but it was too late as I dampened the soft leather.

I got pregnant by Alessio Moretti—my brother's best friend, and the youngest, most handsome Don in New York. Then his old flame, Bianca, the one who ghosted him, came back. I thought he’d drop me for her. But he just smirked. "She left without a word. There's no going back." My brother, Gianni, was even colder. "She's not a Ricci anymore. My only sister is you." I believed them. For three years, they'd shown me a warmth and love I'd never known. Then a video of my drunk foster father beating me went viral. The world mocked the noble Ricci princess, once tortured like a beggar. I shattered. I ran to find the only two men I trusted. But I stopped cold at their study door, frozen by Bianca's sickly sweet voice. "Gianni, Alessio... leaking that video? Wasn't it too cruel? Marcella's pregnant." My brother's reply was instant. "That's the point. Pregnancy is supposed to soften her. But she's been running around like she owns the place, keeping you out." Alessio just laughed. "Don't worry about Marcella. She can't touch us. And she's too soft-hearted to ever hurt our child." Tears streamed down my face. A sharp pain shot through my heart. He's right. The baby is my treasure. I'd never hurt him. But Alessio... I won't let you control me. I walked away, numb. I booked a flight. I will slip through their fingers, take my baby, and disappear from their world forever.

Bruce Styles has a thriving career as a field agent in the FBI, a list of women at his beck and call, and great family and friends. His life is perfect until he sets his sights on Margo St. John. After Bruce had ghosted Margo's best friend and stiffed her with an exuberate dinner bill last year, she wanted nothing to do with the playboy. Thinking that if she gives him what he wants he would go away, Margo agrees to go out on a date with him. After dinner – and a one night stand, Margo resumes her life. However, Bruce has other ideas. Margo has a strange effect on him and he can't let it – or her go. When she disappears after Christmas Day, Bruce exploits every resource to locate her. What he finds is more than he bargained for.

Her body went still. Then his voice dropped lower, laced with venom and promise. “By the time I'm done with you, you'll wish you never said …I do.” Angelo placed his hand on the small of her back, pulling her closer in… closer than fear, closer than escape. He leaned in, his smile picture perfect for the cameras. “Now kiss your groom,” he murmured. Then…. His breath ghosted over her lips before sealing the moment with a kiss… cold, calculated and final. This wasn't marriage, nor love. Rather, it was war. It was the beginning of her sentence. Millicent felt it in her bones, the quiet threat beneath his touch. She hadn't just married a man. She had stepped into the arms of her executioner. “Smile for the crowd, Mrs. De Angelis,” Angelo whispered in a low and poisonous voice. “Because soon… they'll be watching you burn.” *Click* The cameras flashed. ~~~~~~~~ To save her brother, Millicent Romano agreed to marry the one man her heart never forgot, Angelo De Angelis. But he isn’t the boy she once knew. He’s a Don now. A powerful and ruthless Don who was hell-bent on revenge. To Angelo, she’s nothing more than a pawn, poisoned gift from an enemy empire. The wedding was never about love… it was about war. But desire doesn’t play by the rules of vengeance, and neither does the past they share. As vengeance dives deep, obsession dives ten times deeper. As secrets unravel, there's only one question left…. When love is laced with blood, someone's bound to bleed. In a world where loyalty kills faster than bullets.... Who will fall first?

In the face of an arranged marriage with lycan, Selena decided to elope with her boyfriend, Ethan. However, on the night of elopement, she found her scumbag boyfriend had an affair with her stepsister! She changed her mind, and agreed to marry her arranged husband. Selena ghosted Ethan, who was awaiting her the whole night for elopement. Knowing Selena was to marry someone else, he was shocked, and felt regretful for his adultery with Elsa, Selena's step sister. Selena honored the agreement of marriage, and moved in lycan's pack as his fiancee. But quickly she found the lycan king was entangled with his first love, and what was worse: her to-be-husband's twin brother — Axel, that is the lycan king, was her fated mate! What will happen next? Will Axel be able to make his brother’s arranged bride his luna? Who will Selena choose especially when Ethan will stop at nothing to have her back?

Warning: This book contains several dark elements like light bondage, BDSM, Voyeurism and other dark elements not mentioned. Proceed with caution. Not for under 18. Rhiannon has been the perfect wife, the perfect Luna, the perfect everything. But perfection has a price, and Rhiannon is paying it with her life. As her wolf grows weaker and her marriage grows colder, she's forced to confront the truth she's been hiding from herself for years - her forbidden attraction to the one man she should never want. Her husband's uncle. When betrayal strikes at the heart of everything she holds sacred, she finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of power, submission, and revenge. He's older, darker, and everything her dying marriage isn't. He could give her the dominance she craves and the vengeance she deserves. But surrendering to him means crossing a line that could destroy not just her marriage, but her entire world. Some desires should never be awakened. Some men should never be trusted with a broken woman's submission. And some uncles should never be allowed near their nephew's wives. ____________ “Liar.”he whispered, leaning down until his breath ghosted over my lips. "You’re using me to get back at him. You think I don't know?" I stared up at him. “Does it matter? You’re getting what you want, aren't you?" He chuckled wickedly. “Oh! I’m going to own you," he whispered. "Body. Soul. And that little wolf of yours." He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear. "Now, open your mouth. Or I’ll make you."

“Where’s your fight now, wife?” Dominic's breath ghosted across my bare skin. “Let me go. I’m warning you,” I hissed, struggling against his wrist that held both my hands above my head. “Funny... Your upper and lower lips seem to be contradicting each other. I don’t know which to trust… maybe I should kiss both, see which one’s lying.” “Fuck you!” I spat—only it came out more like a moan I couldn’t control. “Yeah…” His hand tightened, holding me just enough to make my pulse pound. “Yeah… you will. You’ll beg for it.” “You'll scream it out to the world. Tell them who you belong to,” And it should’ve been a joke. A sick one. Because Dominic Cantrell wasn’t someone girls like me belonged to. He was the billionaire’s heir with a reputation that could ruin cities and rebuild them. I was a mere cleaner with a brother in debt. But when a series of mistakes; one fight, one night, one kiss; pulls us into a contract that binds me to him for 365 days, survival becomes something I have to earn… under him. The devil thinks I’m a pawn. He thinks he can own me, bend me, break me. He’s so wrong. Because I'm not one of his bimbos. I'm his Kryptonite. And one day? I’ll make the devil kneel. WARNING: Contains high R-rated explicit scenes.

CONTENT WARNING: This dark romance contains explicit sexual content (edging, power play, rough & possessive sex, public humiliation, obsession)...For 18+ readers only. HEA guaranteed, but the journey is filthy, twisted, and unapologetically sinful... “You think you can run from me, LittleSin?” Jax growls low against her throat, his fingers sliding slowly between her thighs, circling her clit with torturous precision. “Every moan you posted… every filthy promise you whispered to the camera… that was mine. Beg again. Louder this time. Let the whole city hear how soaked you get when I tie you up in sin.” He edges her mercilessly then stops with a wicked smile. “One woman was never enough… until you. Now you’re everything. And I’m going to prove it every single night with my actions, my fingers, my tongue and my cock, until you forget what it feels like to doubt me.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Raven Sinclair was raised to fear men, to crave the convent’s cold safety. But her secret rebellion as LittleSin drew the deadliest hunter: Jax Blackwood, the billionaire she once robbed and ghosted, now playing her “husband” in a dangerous game of fake amnesia and raw obsession. Trapped in his penthouse, every touch is punishment and promise. Betrayals explode, masks shatter, love proves more dangerous than any lie. When the world tries to shame her, Raven reclaims every inch of her desire and Jax proves, night after filthy night, that one woman is more than enough.~~

“At least my books can distract me from remembering what you did to me last night.” “A distraction?” His lips ghosted over my ear. “Then I'll have to be more memorable. I'll take you on every surface of this library until the only story you know…is ours.” When Mirabelle witnesses mafia don,Theo Gaspard commit a murder, her life is his to command. To save her family, she must play the part of the ruthless billionaire's beloved girlfriend, living in his luxury mansion and warming his bed. Theo is a man of ice and control, but the defiant, soft-hearted server ignites a fire in him he can't extinguish. Their forced proximity is a battlefield of whispered threats and stolen, scorching touches which he tells himself it's all to protect his empire. As a deadly betrayal closes in from the heart of his own organization, their dangerous lie becomes the only truth holding them together. But when a secret from the past surfaces, Mirabelle discovers the man who holds her captive is hiding the one truth that could shatter them both.