Nori X Khan

S.I.X. Also spelled SIX, or simply the number 6. With over eight billion people in the world, seven of those eight reckon with the name S.I.X. To the oblivious masses, it’s just a name. To the fairly informed, it’s a jinx, bringing destruction. To the cops and government, it’s their nemesis. And to the Mafia world, it’s the legacy of a legend. * Ten years in the Italian ‘La Fratellanza’ Mafia family, SIX has harbored a fervent urge to hang up his boots and leave the dark world he has grown to love. But he, more than anyone else, knows the rules: the brotherhood is forever, and the only way out is in a body bag. With much appeal, he is cut some slack and given one condition - protect the Rodriguez heiress until she finally gets wedded to the Capo of the La Fratellanza family. Frustrated, SIX unwinds at a bar and ends up in bed with a mysterious vixen. The next morning, he takes the first flight to NYC to begin his assignment. But there she is, in the arms of the Capo, and he finally learns her real name - Arabella Rodriguez, fiancée to the Capo, heiress to the Rodriguez empire... and his fucking one-night stand. A bloody twist! But the beginning of a catastrophe in his quest to leave the dark world.

She was trapped in the darkness. He ruled over it. Zarya Rogov, born to be a sacrifice. Always kept in the dark, she learned to live along with it. To the world, she was just another spoiled princess but only the walls of the Rogov's mansion knew the true tale of her unending sorrows. She thought escape would mean freedom. She thought the world outside would save her, only to realize she loved the mansion walls that trapped her more than to be caught by the actual beast out there. But it was too late, she was trapped again and his cage was cruler, colder and reeked of wrath. Sergei Morozov, the Pakhan feared by all. The man who walked over those he crushed mercilessly. His next target was her father, and to crush that old man, he captured his daughter, made her his wife, and decided to keep her as just a mere accessory in his mansion, just a mere caretaker for his son. That was his plan, until he found himself unable to look away from her, he found himself craving her, loosening his tie in her vicinity just because she was just too hard to resist. He hated the feeling because he promised himself that he would be the one to take her life and no one else, not even god. But one thing he knew for sure, he craved her more than he craved to sin, and she was worse than a sin, she was addiction, and he was hooked. WARNINGS: FORCED MARRIAGE. NON-CONSENSUAL RELATIONSHIP. POWER IMBALANCE. PSYCHOLOGICAL MANIPULATION. OBSESSIVE/POSSESSIVE MALE LEAD. GORE.

Finish the mission, Seven, or we finish your sister." My handler's voice is static in my ear. Clinical. My sister's heartbeat still echoes from this morning's audio clip, steady, for now. Across the Volkov's gilded ballroom, my three targets watch me with possessive hunger. Alexei, whose brutal hands lift my chin like I'm something precious. Dimitri, who counts my lies like other men count coins. Nikolai, whose kindness is the most dangerous weapon of all, because it's the first thing that cracked my programming. I was engineered for this. Genetically modified to be immune to their mate bond, sculpted into the perfect weapon to destroy the most dangerous werewolf mafia family in Russia. Six months to make them love me. Six months to kill them. My immunity is failing. I feel it when Nikolai's touch doesn't repulse me. When Dimitri's suspicion feels like concern. When Alexei's cruelty looks more like pain. The bond I was supposed to fake is stitching itself into my bones, real and terrifying. Now my handlers want the kill. My sister's life for theirs. But the man who created me is their uncle. This isn't a mission, it's an eighty-year revenge, and I'm the blade he sharpened to cut his own bloodline. They think they've claimed their fated Luna. I'm carrying the knife that could end them. And I'm not sure which is sharper anymore:the silver in my sleeve, or the hope in my chest that maybe, just maybe, I could belong to them instead of my creators.

Four years and three months—one thousand, five hundred and forty-seven days—I have known Celia was mine. I have watched over her, listened to her, protected her. There is nothing I have not done and would not do to keep her safe and mine. What it started as. I do not know. but now it can only be defined as an obsession. Celia is mine. Like me, she has known it all this time. Why she is suddenly fighting me as our wedding day draws closer, I do not understand. It does not matter. The day is nothing more than a formality. I have never claimed to be a good or patient man. For her I was. That time is at an end. My kitten is baring her claws. She will find the veneer of civility I show the world is far thinner than she ever imagined—for in the end I am Bratva. We take what we want, ruthlessly and completely, and we never let it go. his novel includes spankings and rough sexual scenes. If such things offend you, please do not purchase.

Gabriella (Sunny) Khan, gorgeous fearless and sed spy; and heartthrob, Daniel (Lance) Cortez; the backbone of law enforcement p through strife, grief, loss and hardships in their quest to eradicate the human trafficking syndicate in their country. As agents of the National Bureau of Crime Investigation (NBCI), they are forced to put their love for each other aside for the sake of the mission which leads Gabriella into the very arms of the man she loathes and wants to nab, Dario Pavel; leader of the syndicate due to loss of memory while Lance strives to fight against external and internal obstacles in order to ensure that the mission is complete and later on, he has to choose between Gabriella and the mission and between love and duty. What will his choice be?

Pada hari libur semester, unggahan di status WhatsApp yang paling viral adalah tentang diriku. Judulnya adalah, "Pak Bondan membawa putranya untuk merayakan ulang tahun cinta sejatinya. Apakah dia akhirnya berencana bercerai dengan Sofia Jayadi?" Aku diam-diam menyukai postingan itu. Saat ponselku berdering, aku sedang membongkar balon-balon yang telah disiapkan untuk hari jadi pernikahan. "Sayang," ujar suamiku dengan terburu-buru, ingin memberikan penjelasan. "Anak kita tiba-tiba merengek ingin pergi ke taman bermain, jadi aku ...." Di latar belakang, terdengar suara tawa anak kami. "Ayah, Bibi bilang kalau malam ini aku bisa tidur dengannya!" Aku menatap rumah yang berantakan ini. Balon-balon tampak terkulai lemas, sementara krim di atas kue sudah mengeras. "Kamu nggak perlu menjelaskan." Aku mendengar diriku berkata, "Aku memahami semuanya." Hanya saja, kali ini semuanya akan berbeda. Aku tidak menginginkan ayah dan anak ini lagi.

Hari ketika aku keguguran dan mengalami pendarahan hebat, suamiku justru memamerkan foto telapak kaki bayi yang baru lahir di media sosialnya. Teks yang dia tulis berbunyi, "Selamat datang malaikat kecil, Ayah akan selalu menjagamu." Dengan tangan bergetar, aku menelponnya. "Anak kita sudah nggak ada, kamu bisa datang ke rumah sakit nggak?" Dari seberang terdengar tangisan bayi. Suaranya terdengar malas. "Kalau sudah begitu, kamu jaga kesehatanmu baik-baik. Yessy baru saja melahirkan, dia butuh aku. Aku nggak bisa pergi." "Dan yang sudah mati jangan rebut kasih sayang dengan yang masih hidup, ngerti nggak?" Dia langsung menutup telepon. Aku hancur di ranjang rumah sakit, akhirnya menghapus air mata, lalu menekan nomor musuh bebuyutannya, Lukas. "Nikahi aku, seluruh Grup Largi aku bawa jadi mas kawin. Aku cuma mau kamu jatuhin Fandi, kamu mau nggak?"

Soulbound: Chosen by Darkness In a city that devours the vulnerable, Tharien has learned one rule: distance is the only way to protect what he loves. Dangerous by nature and hunted by forces that fear the power of connection, he walks away from the one person who anchors him—Nori—believing his absence will keep her safe. But their bond is not something that can be outrun. A rare and forbidden soulbond ties them together, threading their hearts, their pain, and their survival into one. When Tharien disappears, the bond fractures, leaving Nori hollowed by longing and hunted by shadows that feed on separation. The farther he goes, the darker the world becomes—because something ancient has awakened in the space between them. As secret watchers circle and those who sever bonds hunt in the name of “mercy,” Tharien is forced to confront the lie he’s lived by. His distance is not protection. It is a wound. And the darkness that stalks their world grows stronger with every step he takes away from her. To save Nori, Tharien must return to the one place he swore he’d never stand again—at her side. Because in a world that calls separation mercy, choosing each other is rebellion. And loving her may be the only thing that keeps the darkness from devouring them both.

ADITA X NICKO Sebagian mengatakan bahwa 'cinta tak akan bisa dipaksakan' namun, kini berbeda. Pria itu memaksakan perasaannya, hatinya, untuk terus mengisi hari-hari seorang DJ cantik. Akankah ia mampu untuk itu?

Hazel Green's late mother's business of housing seniors is now in control of her wicked stepfather. With her loved ones under his hostile care, she is eager to obey his demands to keep them safe. Including acting as a spy in the Kingston Corporation for intel that will dismantle his rival's empire. But, entangling herself with the infamous billionaire, Dimitri Kingston, throws a wrench in her plan. Intrigued by his ruthless desire for her, she runs the risk of her stepfather following through on his threat to murder her beloved seniors one by one. With Hazel deeply involved with Dimitri, she risks far more than she had expected. Love. Loyalty. And lives.