Gita Sav

Mina Mendoza thought her darkest days were behind her. Running her late mentor’s bar in the heart of New York gave her a fragile sense of peace. But all of that shatters one night when a blood-soaked stranger crashes through her doors just before closing time, gun in hand and secrets in his eyes. Luciano is dangerous, wounded, and devastatingly magnetic, the kind of man Mina swore she'd never fall for. But he’s not just any man. He’s tied to the mafia. The kind of ties that leave blood trails and whispered threats. Helping him survive was instinct. Surviving what came next, that’s the real challenge. Drawn to him in dreams that feel too real, haunted by her traumatic past, and stalked by the violent world Luciano can’t outrun, Mina finds herself caught in something far deeper than attraction. She’s entangled in a web of lies, bullets, and power where trust is a gamble, and love might be a fatal mistake. As her world tilts into chaos, Mina must choose: run from the fire, or walk straight into it with the one man who could destroy everything. Because loving him was never part of the agreement. And yet, it might be the only thing that saves them both. Luciano isn’t just trouble, he’s the trouble: the Don of a powerful mafia family, running from a betrayal that could cost him everything. Now, Mina is caught in his storm, haunted by dreams, and tangled in a love that defies logic. She saved him once. But loving him might be the most dangerous thing she’s ever done.

He was everything I should have run from— Zane Wilde: cruelly handsome, ruthlessly wealthy, dangerously charming. A storm in human form. Addictive in ways I never saw coming. He didn’t knock—he barged into my life. Into my space. Into my thoughts. Into my body. And I let him. With every touch, every word, he tore down the walls I’d built to protect myself from men like him. I was supposed to guard my heart. But love doesn’t follow rules. When I was bare. Defenseless. Hopelessly his... He walked away. Now I’m left piecing together what’s left of me, while he moves on untouched— like he never bled me dry. This isn’t a love story. It’s a warning. One that begins with obsession… and ends with ruin. ---Mature Audience Only---

"Two hundred pieces of gold." I whipped my head in the direction of the voice. It was sexy and authoritative. "No. Make it three hundred pieces of gold. I want that woman." The crowd gasped. My eyes frantically looked for that person and came face to face with a man whose hair reminded me of the ashes after burning the wood. His gray eyes bore into mine. 'Mine,' my wolf uttered. "Going once. Twice. Thrice. Sold!" Master Henderson was all smiles. "The item goes to His Majesty King Elio. You will never regret it, Your Majesty." King Elio? I knew that name. The Lycan King was my mate? ------------------------------- Flora was desperate to look for Sabrina, her sister who was suddenly missing five years ago. She believed it had something to do with the Lycan King. 'Cause why not? Their cruel custom of selling or killing unmated she-wolves every five years started because of the Lycan King.

Addy Walker once believed love was supposed to be loud—felt in bedtime stories, laughter in the kitchen, and the warmth of arms that made the world feel safe. That’s how it was before her mother died. Before her father changed. Grief hollowed him out. The man who once teased and protected became a shell—quiet, cold, unreachable. Then came the bottles. The slammed doors. The bruises. Addy, now eighteen, has learned to survive in silence—walking lightly, speaking carefully, hiding her pain beneath long sleeves and polite smiles. She works long hours to keep food on the table while her father sinks deeper into debt and addiction. One night, she comes home to a dark, freezing house—again. The electricity is off. Again. And she knows why. She confronts him, her voice sharper than it’s ever been. He denies it at first, but the truth is already spread across the kitchen counter in final notice bills and losing betting slips. He’d gambled away the electric bill money on a horse. The argument erupts. He screams, she stands her ground. When he slaps her, she doesn’t flinch. Something inside her shifts. She’s done waiting for the man he used to be. Addy packs a bag. She’s leaving—for real this time. No plan. No destination. Just freedom. But as she storms out into the rain, a long, black car pulls up to the curb. A man steps out—tall, broad-shouldered, older. His face is hard, almost frightening in the shadows, but he’s striking. Dangerous. And calm.

"I don't merely experience anger, Hiya. My feelings towards you go beyond that - it's a perpetual hatred. While anger may subside in a moment, this kind of hatred lingers for a lifetime. No matter how much one desires, such hatred cannot be eradicated. I harbor an enduring resentment towards you, Hiya!" The intensity of his words conveyed the depth of his emotions and the complexity of the situation. "You women are truly greedy. And you, Hiya, turned out to be just like that. Did you marry me for anything other than money?" Ahil's eyes became slightly moist as he spoke, but he couldn't contain his silence today. It felt like he was unleashing years of pent-up frustration on one woman. Pausing briefly, he began to roar again, "What do you think of yourself, Hiya? Will you go anywhere without telling, considering yourself the mistress of this house?" Then, after a momentary pause, he yelled, "But don't forget that your place in this house is worse than that of the servants. You are my slave and will always remain so. Because you created this place for yourself... never consider yourself the mistress of this house. And yes, you have no right to question me. Stick to the job you were brought here for and don't try to go beyond that. Otherwise, I will kill you...!"

"Sign this, honey!" Grace said, rubbing her husband's head, the words clipped. She couldn't wait to run for her dear life, but first, she needed to run from him as fast as her legs would take her. It didn't matter that she was scared of the outcome, but she needed to run first, and she needed it fast. Finally, after she had gotten him to sign it, she did what she had been meaning to since forever, without looking back. A few days later, she was able to do just that, without problem because her now ex-husband had traveled out of the country, but now, it was left to her to stay hidden, if she wanted to enjoy her freedom.

Rachel Sinclair lost everything when a fraud conviction destroyed her life as a social worker. Five years later, she's reinvented herself as Raven Steele—a woman with a clean past and a dangerous mission. Her target: the Diamondback Motorcycle Club, a vicious criminal organization that operates with impunity while the system looks the other way. Using the forgotten murder of a small-time dealer as her cover story, Raven infiltrates the deadly world of motorcycle clubs. But her carefully laid plans collide with Jax Savage, the devastatingly dangerous president of the Savage Saints MC. Muscular, tattooed, and lethal, Jax has been waging his own war against the Diamondbacks since they murdered his younger brother. What starts as a tactical alliance quickly ignites into an attraction neither can resist. As Raven goes deeper undercover with the enemy, feeding intelligence to Jax while maintaining her cover, the line between duty and desire blurs. But in a world where trust is a weapon and love is a liability, their growing connection threatens to destroy everything they've worked for. When Raven's deception leads to a devastating blow against the Diamondbacks, she becomes the target of a deadly bounty. Forced to reveal her criminal past to the man she's falling for, she must decide if their connection is strong enough to survive the truth. With enemies closing in and a war erupting in the streets, Raven and Jax face an impossible choice: save themselves or save each other. In the savage world of motorcycle clubs, some hearts are worth fighting for—and some are worth dying for. *Content warning: Contains explicit language, violence, mature themes, and sexual content. Recommended for readers 18+.*

“Pleasure me, and I will help you.” Alexa Morgan wants to have freedom from her violent father. She wanted to escape from the misery she was living. However, to her surprise, Alexa was sold by her father, Andrew Morgan to his business partner and leader of the gambling den in the underground. She managed to escape until she met the guy whom she thought was her savior, Ethan Reed. Will she get the freedom she longed for? What will be her fate under Ethan’s care? What would Alexa do, if the guy she thought was her savior, was also a devil?

Khloe Anderson has never paid too much mind to her dad's occupation. She's the least bit impressed by the constant presence of bodyguards in the past. What she's always needed, is privacy, privacy, and more privacy. That's why she moved out as quickly as she could; to make a life for herself, where she didn't have to live under her father's radar. Her life now, pertains to her bakery/catering shop, that she's sincerely proud of; her greatest accomplishment. However, one unfortunate incident might just change her life forever. Logan Novak, the current CEO of the Novak Industries, is a player at heart. He's hot, rich, famous, and most of all, he's aware of all his attributes. He was raised to be a leader, and that is clearly shown by his past and his present. His future- wife, and kids- he's not so sure about that particular aspect. Actually, he hasn't thought much about it. A different woman every single night? That surely sounds amazing to him. But, he has a secret. A secret that he's not ashamed off, and one that might just change his life forever.

"What do you want in return for saving my daughter?" Japheth Williams asked blankly. Gilda quickly sprang up, "No. I didn't save her because I wanted a prize, Angel is just too...." "Then have a nice time," Japheth cuts in and leaves without looking back. Gilda was taken aback; she saved the billionaire's daughter because she happened to be locked in the same storeroom. Now her father thought she did it because she wanted something in return. Getting back home, a wedding proposal was waiting. Her stepmom handed her the proposal, "You either marry him or stop acting." Stop acting? Acting was her biggest passion and dream. Asking her to quit or get married was too much, and so she left home. While roaming on the street, another proposal met her again, and this time it was from Seth Williams, Japheth's brother. "My niece can't get enough of you. Be her nanny, and I'll sponsor your acting career". Frustrated and desperate, she agreed. If taking care of Angel alone was the real job, it would be easier, but she was forced to deal with her crippled father, too. Japheth Williams. The head honcho of the biggest film industry in the country. It started as a business deal, but how did it end? And who is Angel’s real Mum?.