Gun Mage

I wake up to a noise outside my room, my eyes widen to see my parents on their knees on the floor and a very tall man with a gun to his head. My dad had a pained expression on his face, he turns his face to the top of the stairs where our eyes meet. He quickly gave a smirk, it made me shiver. '' There!! '' My dad points at me making the man look at me. ''He can be the payment for your boss. He what? But there wasn't even time to think straight, the man grabbed my wrist and dragged me away. I look at my parents who smile, soon tears formed in my eyes. They... Are they selling me? I'm being sold to men I've never seen.

My boyfriend, Jules Gray, was the most ruthless young Don of his family, while I was the best mercenary who had once struck fear into the hearts of the underworld. He said he liked gentle women, so I laid down my weapons for love. We were at war. To settle it, he broke my hand and sent me to the Grays' rival family as a 'sacrifice'. "Skylar Shaw, it's your honor to die for the Gray family." Three years later, I returned as the Donna, took over his territory, and blew up his arms ships. When he knelt before me, begging for mercy out of our past ties, I grabbed his neck with my mechanical right hand and fired the gun without hesitation. "Survival rule number one—the loser dies!"

**Warning: Contains strong language, smuts, abuse and some really explicit content, please read at your risk.** "Let go of me…" Arabella said. She grimaced, shaking her head. "Do you think I would let you go so easily?" He questioned, then tutted. Sandro's nostrils flared as he sniffed her hair wrapped in his hands, Vanilla and Strawberry. The innocent yet naughty scent he remembered her with. "That would never happen, Cara Mia." Arabella gasped as Sandro pressed his body into hers. She moved to shove him away but he grasped her hands and pinned them above her head before pointing the gun at her temple. Arabella shut her eyes tightly as the gun cocked. She inhaled and bit her tongue whilst saying her last prayer inwardly. She wanted to run far away from him. Away from the surface of the earth if possible. But she was certain no matter how far she went, he was going to find her. ------------------------------------- Arabella's life took a u-turn after falling into her enemy's hand. She should feel nothing for him, however. He made her lose all her senses, even her clothes. At the mercy of her foe, she discovers some secrets about him and wishes to unravel more, but got what she didn't bargain for. Alessandro, an Alpha werewolf assuming the identity of a mafia Lord. He was the most wanted criminal in COOAN, and his name incites fear in all werewolves' packs. He was a man fighting his demons and needs a saviour before he drowns. After a traumatic childhood event that left him scarred, Blaze often kept to himself and trusted no one until he met Arabella, whom he believed was the perfect mate sent to him by the moon's goddess. However, she was taken. The powerful urge to save her from her...

A joyful princess will always be the definition of her life. But at the back of all those thoughts is her painful goings and sacrifices. She may be treated and called as a ‘princess' because of her wealthiness, Chiana Afria Baliarza could never call herself as one of those. Many guys would chase her all the time but that one guy can’t give some space in her heart. He could be called as one of the ‘kings of wealthiness’ but he will be the reason why she suffered. That gun would always be the sign why she traumatised in front of him and had nowhere to hide. When that bullet blew up in front of her eyes and didn’t know where it could hit her body. The only thing she knew was her heart, is it really the bullet who hurt and pained her so hard? Or is it him? Zyaire Ace Sanz will always be the sign of her pained love.

"What do you think you are doing?" Luna shouted looking at the man in front of her who was pointing a gun at her father. "Luna, you have to come with me." Arthur spoke as he tilted his head towards her. "Leave him, I will go with you." Luna said as tears escaped from her eyes. "Your daughter is smart," Arthur spoke looking at her father. Walking towards Luna Arthur picked her up on his shoulder whilst she kept on shouting, "I can walk on my own." and hit his back. "We never know, kitten." he pushed her inside the car and then sat next to her. {Luna, A 21 years old College Going girl, who was financially struggling caught the eyes of the most powerful mafia, Arthur. at first glance Arthur became obsessed with her and swore that he will make her possession.}

She intended to trap him with her feelings… but also got trapped in his embrace. Hope Morgan steps into the world of the Masons with fire in her veins and secrets stitched into her soul. All she needs is to get close to Ace Mason—the ruthless, magnetic heir to a bloodstained empire. Cold. Unreachable. Lethal. He’s everything she should fear. And yet, she finds herself drawn to the storm behind his silence. What begins as a calculated seduction spirals into something deeper, darker… and far more dangerous. Every touch, every stolen glance pulls her further from her purpose and closer to the truth—a truth that could destroy them both. When lines between enemy and lover blur, and loyalty is a loaded gun, Hope must choose: betray the man who set her world on fire, or burn with him.

La légende prétend qu'il existait un monde merveilleux, un lieu magique où humains et créatures surnaturelles vivaient en paix. Un clan de puissantes sorcières aux yeux d'or y maintenait l'équilibre, jusqu'à ce qu'un mage au cœur aussi sombre que l'obsidienne le décime lors d'une nuit sanglante. L'harmonie rompue, le monde bascula dans le chaos. Le mal y règne désormais en maître, obligeant les êtres magiques à se cacher et les humains à se battre pour leur survie. Mais l'espoir revient lorsque l'Oracle prédit le retour des sorcières aux yeux d'or, car l'une d'elles a survécu au massacre. Une jeune fille prénommée Elena.

I was helplessly stripped before him. "Now, spread your legs and pleasure yourself,” he commanded. "I… I can't." My voice cracked. In an instant, his gun was below my chin. Its coldness frightened me. "I'm easily irritated, little doll. SO PLEASURE YOURSELF NOW.” —- ‘I am a Victim.’ One dreadful night, I woke up. I was blindfolded with a tie and my hands knotted with thick rope. I was captured by a ruthless Italian-American Mafia. My father owed him a huge amount of money and he was going to get it back by breaking me into pieces until I was completely ruined. He was the cruelest, merciless and most handsome man I had ever known and I was his muse for his cruel pleasure. And in twisted ways... I got to like it. DARK MAFIA ROMANCE.

Waking up with boobs, beauty, and deadly lightning powers wasn’t on Abby’s bingo card—but then again, neither was dying of a terminal illness and reincarnating as a bullied noblewoman in a magical kingdom. Now Lady Abby MacMayer has one goal: live loud, live free, and never be a victim again. With a sword in one hand and sarcasm in the other, she shocks the realm—literally—and catches the eye of the kingdom’s most powerful and brooding mage, Duke Alaric. He’s duty. She’s chaos. He trains her to control her power. She ruins his peace of mind. The sparks? Not just magical. But when a war brews, a dungeon rift opens, and a prophecy threatens the man she loves, Abby vanishes in battle… only to return years later with no memory and no magic. Everyone believes she’s lost. Only the queen knows she remembers everything—and is hiding the truth to protect Alaric from a fate worse than heartbreak. Lightning may strike twice... but love? Love will burn through time, lies, and destiny itself.

"Oh, Red. Nothing sexier than a girl with a gun." When Red, the feisty twenty year old daughter of one of the junior dons of Mexico, attends the annual ball, she catches Vector's eyes. He led the biggest Mafia group in Mexico, and despite her father's inexplicable repulsion to the sizzling attraction, Red simply can't help the allure of the much older man. But things don't quite go as planned, and Vector ends up torturing Red's father to immobility as punishment for betrayal. Now twenty-one and deeply scorned, Red returns to Mexico as one of the helping hands in Vector's home, with a gun strapped to her garter belt, waiting for the perfect moment for revenge. But what if the sizzling attraction from a year ago was very much alight and threatening to bring her to her knees in front of the one man she hated?