Novel Comedy

Searching for a tiny pin in an ocean is equivalent to a waste of time, so is trying to find out who Nicholas Jager Khaid is. A simple and jovial billionaire CEO during the day and a Ruthless and Stoic Mafia boss during the night, using girls like he uses perfumes and disposing of the can. When his path crossed with Dalia Bluey, a virgin who sells aphrodisiacs in a club, he wants more than just a night of use and disposal but unknown to him that she's just a weak girl acting tough to survive. One night of pleasure turns her to his addiction but as the heir of the Jager Family, he has responsibilities to shoulder and enemies to tackle. He has to choose between making her tough or being her shield. But what happens when he finds out that Bluey is the rejected daughter of his rival in another Mafia clan and that they now want her back? Or when he finds out that she is pregnant with his child? And when his father order for the erasing of his memories so he can focus on the family's legacy? Will his Satera swim an ocean to be with her Khaid? Does love really not live to be achieved?

When Ronan agrees to an arranged marriage with the daughter of an allied Mafia family, he expects a life of convenience and duty. But everything changes when he meets Liam—his new brother-in-law. Liam has always known he's gay, but falling for his sister's husband was never part of the plan. Caught between family expectations and personal desires, the line between right and wrong starts to fade. In the confines of shared spaces and stolen glances, an undeniable attraction grows. But with so much at stake, can they resist the pull of forbidden love especially when it comes with intense pleasure?

She ran from her abusive father straight into the mansion of Italy’s most dangerous man. One drugged night changed everything. Now she’s carrying his child… and he thinks she planned it. Forced into marriage with a cold, ruthless mafia boss, Maya must survive jealous rivals, a vengeful father, and a war between crime lords .... all while trapped in a love that could destroy them both.

He was never supposed to want her. She was never supposed to survive him. But some fates are written in stone. And their love? It might burn the world down. ***** DANTE SALVATORE is a devil blessed with the face of an angel and cursed with a past he refuses to confess. Raised in the shadows of Europe's deadliest families, he carved an empire from blood and betrayal. He doesn't believe in God. He doesn't believe in love. Only power and control. But when he's given a gift by an old enemy, a trembling girl in holy white ,he doesn't expect her eyes to shake something loose in him. Something dangerous that could unravel everything he's built. …. CELESTE MOREAU is a fallen saint. A girl with too much guilt in her bones and too many prayers left unanswered. Haunted by the night her mother died while she was sneaking out to meet a boy, she's spent six years behind church walls, trying to repent. Trying to disappear. She knew what the other sisters did in the shadows. She just prayed she'd never be chosen. But when her only friend begs her to take her place for a mysterious client, Celeste finds herself sold to the most dangerous man in Europe. He is sin incarnate. And when he touches her, she doesn't feel fear. She feels alive.

Born into a wealthy Mafia family, Elena Bush has always had life easy. However things take a turn when her father's empire is overthrown. They lose their money overnight, and the Bush Family is plunged into many layers of debt. Left with no other option, Thomas Bush is forced to make a dangerous decision, sell his daughter to the devil. Oblivious of what's happening, Elena follows her father to what she believes is a harmless auction party, not realising that she's the commodity. Now in the hands of Carlos Hernandez, the Devil, Elena finds that life isn't just sunshine and rainbows. Will she survive being the devil's property? Or will Elena tame the Devil in Armani?

They say revenge is a dish best served cold—but his will be served with blood and betrayal. ~ She is the daughter of his greatest enemy. He is willing to risk everything to strike back at the man he once trusted—even if it means marrying his daughter. She believed he was her savior and fell for him, even when she tried to resist. He wanted nothing to do with her, but she was determined to make him hers. Will her love survive when the truth is revealed, or will it be destroyed?

One night. One witness. One life-changing mistake. I was never supposed to be in that alley. I was never supposed to see Ruan "Reaper" Montague, the cold-blooded president of the Iron Skulls MC, execute a traitor. Now, the man with the silver eyes and tattooed skin has a Choice: kill me to protect his club, or keep me to satisfy his darkest desires. I thought I’d be his prisoner, but Reaper has other plans. In his world, there are no laws, only his word. He hasn't just taken my freedom; he has claimed my soul. I’m the girl who saw too much, and he’s the monster who won't let me go. I am no longer a witness... I am his property.

Raven Knight is a journalist who lives for the truth, even when it comes wrapped in danger. When her latest investigation leads her to Club Eden, the notorious upscale strip club tied to underground crime, she goes undercover, armed with nothing but fake credentials and a steel spine. Her goal? Expose Jaxon Morreau, the billionaire Don said to be behind a global criminal empire. But nothing could prepare her for Jaxon himself. Jaxon Morreau rules with silence, dominance, and control. He built Club Eden as a front, but it became his kingdom. Cold, calculating, and feared by all, Jaxon doesn’t make mistakes… until he spots the one woman who dares defy him. Raven is a threat. She’s also magnetic. Instead of exposing her, he pulls her closer, offering her protection, power, and submission. Their chemistry is fire. Their secrets, fatal. As Raven falls deeper into Jaxon’s world, and into his bed, lines blur between truth and desire. Their relationship burns hot, twisted with bondage, dominance, and a hunger neither of them can ignore. But when Raven’s best friend is kidnapped, and a child is planted to destroy them, the darkness inside Jaxon threatens to consume them both. Worse, Jaxon’s younger brother, Zane, isn’t just jealous, he’s obsessed. Zane doesn’t want to share Raven. He wants to own her. In a world where loyalty is blood and betrayal is deadly, love may be the riskiest game of all. Owned by the Don is a 150-chapter epic of passion, vengeance, possession, and submission. Perfect for fans of dark romance, mafia empires, and BDSM stories that mix power with heart.

"Fuck, I am going to cum inside your tight pussy, Daisy" "I am close too. Want me to cum on your pretty face?" "Yes. Yes, daddies." * The Drakton brothers have never agreed on anything in years. Two rivals, deep hatred. They are hellbent on never agreeing on anything and sharing a woman? It was the last thing any of the brothers would have ever imagined. The last thing until I came through. I wanted them both. They both wanted me. None wanted to give me up and I didn't want to give any up. And for the first time since I knew my father's two friends, they both agreed on one thing. To fuck me. To share me. And I wanted it more than anything. It was wrong. Desiring, wanting or lusting after one of them was wrong but wanting both? Nothing could be more wrong, more forbidden and yet nothing could feel more right and hotter.

"Touch me until I cum so hard that I forget my own name," I gasped, my lips brushing his, trembling beneath the weight of his stare. "You will forget more than that, wife," he rasped, gripping my throat with one hand and sliding the other down my body, "I will make you cum until you forget how to fight your feelings for me." * Elena Thrown into a marriage with the city’s most dangerous mafia king, I had one mission, to seduce him, overwhelm him and make him end it. So, I moaned louder, touched deeper, played the part of a woman consumed by lust, all in hopes he would be repulsed. But Dominic Moretti doesn’t fall for games. He plays them better. Colder, rougher and unrelenting. Every fake moan becomes real. Every forced kiss turns savage. And every time I think that I have the upper hand, he flips me over and makes me forget I ever wanted to get out of this marriage. He doesn’t believe in love. I don’t believe in staying. But when lust ignites war and pleasure starts to hurt in all the right ways, it’s no longer about breaking the marriage, it’s about surviving it. One of us will break. One of us will beg. But we will be both drenched in each other's lust before it’s all over.