Marvel Defenders Iron Fist

Trapped in a gilded cage, a defiant artist becomes entangled with a ruthless mafia Don. Valentina, a talented artist and stripper struggling to survive in the city's underbelly, witnesses a brutal act that plunges her into a world of danger. Captured by Dante Russo, the enigmatic head of the Russo famiglia, she finds herself a prisoner in his opulent mansion. Haunted by a violent past, Dante is a man shrouded in secrets, ruling with an iron fist and a hidden vulnerability. As tensions rise between rival factions vying for control of the city, an unlikely bond sparks between Valentina and Dante. She uses her art to capture the brutality and fleeting moments of tenderness within his world. But their connection is a dangerous dance. Can they navigate a web of deceit and betrayal, or will the city's dark secrets consume them both?

"You let another man touch what belongs to me?" Lucian’s hand, a possessive vice, encircled her throat. "How dare you? You're mine. The next man who lays a finger on you will beg for death." Lyra’s bitter laugh filled the silence. "Since when do you care? Wasn't I your 'land whale'? Your 'disgusting she-hippopotamus'?" CRACK. His fist splintered the plaster beside her head. "I. FUCKING. CARED. You were always MINE." "I counted every breath you took in his arms," Lucian whispered, his lips grazing the scar he’d given her. "Now he'll count his as I carve them out." Lyra stood unyielding. "You discarded me like trash. He picked up the pieces." The mirror shattered as he hurled her against it. "I WAS SAVING YOU." From what? The forced marriage? The dehumanizing weight loss clinics? The night she miscarried, utterly alone? Lucian’s "care" came too late. Lyra never wanted this marriage—a gilded cage to a billionaire who systematically broke her. But with her mother’s life hanging by a thread, she sold herself to the monster who devoured her soul. Lucian crushed her, made her beg for scraps of dignity. Then, his best friend offered everything Lucian withheld—gentle hands, tender words, a love that didn't wound. Lucian returned. Now, he's a shadow, everywhere: watching her with hungry eyes, touching her with possessive hands, swearing this time will be different. He pleaded, on his knees, for her heart. But Lyra knows better. She’s uncovered three explosive truths: Lucian's first wife wasn't just gone; she was murdered. Her sister didn't disappeared. And the most dangerous lie of all? She's been sleeping with it. Game over? Or game just beginning? As Lucian's obsession escalates and the past claws its way back, Lyra will choose between revenge, accept or reject.

His breathing kicked up a notch, his fist are in tight balls while he eye fuck her bareness. His manhood fought between his robes. He caused with all the demons taking possession of his body...he was a priest. Before he could inwardly remind himself over again, Camila rushed to grabs his hand, while she subconsciously direct his fingers in exploration. Starting from her right breast lump down to her harden nipple. "You can't deny you don't want this Father." She said in between frustrated moans. He hardly could look away, breaths cut short in anticipation on where her exploration takes his fingers to. But she only sucked on them, grinding it in her heat moistened saliva from root to the peak. All his body was in a sizzling heat now while she sucked on his bare neck and worked on doffing his rob from his shoulders. Her sex locked him close to the wall. To hell with the Devils, he needed this. He needed her right now. Never had she been his to own and explore but each ceaseless day always riled him up with the pleasure to have her, snatch her away from his vindictive drug lord Father and savor her with all manners of canal desires. Is this simply just lust of the flesh or fulfilling his deprivation of being acknowledged and loved. • • • • • Rated 18 guys.... Don't say I didn't Warn you, well except you can take the spice🤤

Elara Duval lives two lives. By day, she’s the invisible stepdaughter in a family that dismisses her. By night, she’s ShadowByte, the most elusive hacker in the digital underworld. Anonymous. Untouchable. Safe. Or so she thinks. Damon Cross rules his empire with an iron fist. The billionaire CEO of CrossTech is brilliant, arrogant, and mercilessly calculated. His empire thrives on power, but when a cyberattack threatens everything he’s built, he sets his sights on the one ghost who could save him: ShadowByte. When their paths collide, sparks turn to fire. Their battle of wills is as dangerous as it is magnetic. He sees her as a puzzle he must control. She sees him as the kind of man she swore to never bow to. But when a public scandal forces them into a contract marriage, the thin line between hate and desire begins to blur. What happens when the man who never loses falls for the woman who refuses to be owned? And when Elara’s secret identity risks exposure, will the truth destroy them, or set them free? Crossed Lines is a contemporary romance full of drama, badgirl energy, hidden identity tension, and hate-to-love chemistry, where girl power collides with the arrogance of a billionaire CEO, and the stakes are nothing less than love, loyalty, and freedom.

Damien’s hands clamped hard around my thighs, spreading me wide, making me feel obscene. His stare pinned me even before his mouth touched me—black fire in one eye, molten red in the other, daring me to resist. My breath snagged. Every part of me ached for him to finally do it, to stop teasing, but he only smirked mischievously. His breath feathered hot against the slick ache between my legs. That was all....just air, just heat and my hips betrayed me, jerking up toward his face before I could stop them. Shame scalded me but his chuckle was darker as if he’d been waiting for me to surrender. “You want my mouth here?” His voice rumbled against my skin, cruel amusement dripping from every word. “Then you’ll beg.” *** I didn’t ask for a new family, and I certainly didn’t expect to meet them..the two dangerous, devastatingly hot biker Alphas my mother married into. They’re rough, possessive, and rule the roads with iron fists. And now, they’ve come home. They barely speak to me. They keep their distance. But their eyes burn. And when the truth unravels—that I’m their destined mate everything shatters. Now I’m caught in a web of forbidden desire, biker wars, and a bond I can’t escape. I was just a girl trying to survive her mother’s reckless choices. Now I’m the obsession of two ruthless Alphas who would burn the world for me. And I’m not sure I want to stop them. This book contains big of mature content, readers discretion is advised

"You thought being pregnant would make you Mrs Rossi??" He growled, gripping my chin tighter between his fingers. I frantically shook my head, let alone being his wife. The thought of marriage alone never crossed my mind. My everything trembled in fear of his anger ...I had never seen this side of him. Warm fresh tears streamed down my cheeks like waterfalls as I tried to pry his hand away from my face, but his grip only grew tighter …so tight I could feel cracks forming on my jawline like streams to an ocean. "You were wrong" he punched me in the face. The force of his punch forced me to fall back on the ground and scrape my elbows when I used them to break the fall. I couldn't feel my nose and the sudden metallic taste in my mouth only enlightened me on the reason why, he broke my nose. As if that wasn't enough pain already he moved closer to me and, gripping a fist full of my hair pulled my head up and punched me again. " ...I love my wife" he stated, the truth I failed to see or perhaps simply ignored all that time I spent clinging to him. When her love takes everything away from her, Angela is left with nothing but hate and need for revenge. She returns back to her homeland after two years of living abroad with a new identity, determined to make everyone who had hurt her and her family pay. Everything takes a complicated turn for the worst when she unintentionally falls in love with her next victim on her death list... Nico Magliolo, her ex-lover's/enemy's son. Continue reading to find out what happens when Nico finds out the truth about the woman he loves...

"Here you go, this is three million dollars. take it and please take the fall for this." Luther looked at me, he had a check in his hand.  Tears fell from my eyes when I realized that the one man I had devoted my life to thought I was only there for his wealth. I clenched my fist, it was enough.  "I reject you Luther as my husband and my mate!" I yelled at the top of my voice, I was looking at him with dread in my heart.  "You can't reject me, you will be nothing without me!" Luther  roared as he looked at me, I knew that there was something a bit wrong but I was not going to be taking it anymore.  "I survived years without you in my life, I can handle it," I said as I walked out of the room.  Selena was left to choose between taking the blame for a crime she didn't commit and making sure that she was free. Selena looks Luther in the eye and rejects him. Selena decides to leave the pack after being married to Luther for almost three years, she was treated like a nobody because she wasn't Luther's fated mate. Selena leaves the Blood Crest Pack and goes back home to her father where it is revealed that she is the Lycan Princess. She meets Luther again, but then she realised that there was a reason for him being that harsh with her. A dangerous for was behind the shadows pulling the strings on the Alpha, Luther was only trying to protect Selena from their plans.  Will Selena ever find it in her heart to forgive Luther?  What are the dark forces trying to hurt the Alphas peace? 

Betrayed and shattered by love, an Omega named Celestia released a terrible curse upon Alpha Cassius Moonveil and all the women of her family, so torturing them to experience the same agony once killed her. The curse cannot be broken except by this. A Moonveil woman has to discover real love with a man descended from Celestia personally. The curse never lived only as a myth. Under the full moon, Willow, the seventh-generation Moonveil, she was kissed by Xander and the ancient curse wakes her inside like a sleeping ancestral spirit, horrified, she swears never to have a mate. But her beauty sets off a violent frenzy that transforms competing packs into ravenous wolves defending her favor. Branded a cursed omen, blamed for the anarchy and death, Willow is sought—marked as a sacrifice to bring peace. Only two packs remain loyal: her own Moonveil bloodline and the fearsome warriors of Iron Cliff. MOONVEIL: The Blood of the Last Curse is a dark, epic saga of forbidden passion, vengeance, and the war between destiny and defiance. Will Willow rewrite her fate, or will she be the final casualty of a legacy drenched in betrayal?

BOOK ONE OF THE IMMORTAL SERIES “Over a hundred people have reported you for aggravated assault, vandalism of property, several attempts at bullying, invasion of privacy, and reckless driving. Who are you?” The stupid police officer in front of me asked as he continued to read out, “Kidnapping??” “Mark I think that is enough,” Zachariah intervened. Mark closed the file that had all of my detailed crime reports as he glared at me. “And so on,” he said, placing it on the table that separated us from each other. “What do you have to say for yourself?” he asked. I sniffed into the air as I exhaled out deeply, my back relaxing less comfortably on the iron chair as I answered with not a single show of concern at all. “What can I say? They all deserved it.” I cackled as I admired my gloves, having nothing but evil thoughts as I looked at them.  ____________________________________________________________________ Cursed since birth to become the Snake Goddess and wield supernatural powers way stronger than she can imagine, Eve is on a journey to become one of the greatest the immortal realm has ever seen, and she won't be on this journey alone. But with her amulet still missing and the world slowly drowning into utter chaos because of her, time can only tell if there has been a mistake made in handing over such powers to her, as there are secrets that lie ahead of her that can either rip her apart or make her stronger.

"Beg, Ursula," His voice dropped low. "On your knees." I clenched my fist, every fibre in me itching to snap his neck. For my sister. "Please." He doesn’t just want her compliance—he wants her on her knees. And she swore she’d never beg anyone. Not even him. Zachary Wellington; cold, ruthless, feared by everyone except one woman; Valerie Hampton, the one woman he despises so much since high school . He calls her Ursula — the villain in his love story and she calls him Dracula, the devil's spawn . She bullied his first love and she died when she discovered a secret about Valerie. Years later, they meet again. Only this time, it’s no accident. Zachary orchestrated an arranged marriage to claim his billion-dollar inheritance . Fueled by old wounds and a twisted thirst for revenge, he turns their union into a twisted game of chess guided by cold rules, where every move is calculated, and trust is a luxury both can't afford. But what begins as punishment spirals into something far more dangerous: desire, obsession, and secrets that refuse to stay buried. From betrayal and childhood trauma to a violent heir lurking in the shadows, Valerie and Zachary are about to uncover a truth that could destroy them both. Love was never part of the plan. But in a marriage built on lies and vengeance, it might be their only way out.