Russian Experiment Sleep

Isabella Moretti, the spirited daughter of an Italian mafia boss, has always lived a life of luxury but dreams of freedom. Damian Volkov, the cold and ruthless heir to the Russian Bratva, hides a tragic past behind his icy demeanor. When their families arrange a marriage to secure a fragile truce, both feel like pawns in a deadly game. At first, they clash—Isabella defying the union and Damian seeing it as a mere duty. But after an assassination attempt throws them into danger, they are forced to rely on each other. As their partnership grows, they uncover a conspiracy threatening both their families, with betrayal coming from within. Through danger, bloodshed, and secrets, Isabella and Damian begin to see each other’s true selves, and their reluctant alliance turns into genuine love. Together, they fight to protect their families and rise above the chaos, discovering that even in the darkest world, love can be their strongest weapon.

"I, Ruby Quinn, reject you, Alpha Colt Reinhart, as my mate…" ************************** Walking in on my mate, Alpha Colt Reinhart, fucking a red-haired slut on our matrimonial bed was a severe jab to my heart. To make matters worse, he gloated to my face about taking her as his breeder and mocked my inability to bear a child in our four years of being together. The pain from his betrayal came with a great urge to redeem a bit of my dignity, so I rejected him and went crying to his cousin and my childhood sweetheart, Killian Reinhart. We didn’t do anything we weren’t supposed to do. He just let me sleep in his suite after consoling me. It was also the last time I laid my eyes on Colt. However, four years later, I became a mother of three boys with an insane resemblance to Killian, which was very illogical. And if that wasn’t enough complication, Colt returns to my life, pleading for a second chance, and claiming paternity of my kids. It becomes a nasty fight between the two brothers, and it can only end when I choose one of them as the father of my triplets. But how do I do that, when I wasn’t so sure myself?

“And that is the reason why I said those words. I like your fear, not because it is a normal thing. I love it because deep down you are a monster like me, schiava. You fear me on a primal level, you can feel my power and dominance, and you know you aren’t the strongest here. So you don’t fear Renzo Valentino the human, you fear the monster that lurks inside.” My life changed the night of my birthday. What started as a funny dare ended with blood and having a price on my head. I thought Renzo was the hero who saved me that night, but he was the devil who owned me forever. I, Misha Yakov, princess of the Russian mafia became Renzo Valentino's slave. He broke me, tortured me, and molded me into something new, something I hated and craved at the same time. I, Misha Yakov became my master's pet.

Devastated by a brutal breakup, Emma's life spirals out of control. After a reckless night, she discovers she is pregnant by the infamous playboy, Ethan Blackwood. Ethan vehemently denies any connection to her, but when Emma's stepmother confronts him with the pregnancy news and threatens to ruin his reputation, he reluctantly agrees to marry Emma. "You're just a contractual wife to me. I can sleep with whoever I want, and you have no right to question me," he coldly declares. Will Ethan open his heart to love again? Will Emma keep the baby despite his rejection? And will she agree to the harsh terms of being Ethan's contract wife?

I was supposed to marry his son... But the Mafia King wanted me for himself. When Selene Marcellus walks in on her boyfriend cheating, her life shatters. But things only get worse when his father Caspian Santoro, the cold and powerful Mafia King shows up with a shocking truth: Selene’s real father is a Mafia don, and a war is coming. To protect her family, Selene agrees to a fake engagement. But nothing about this new life feels fake. Especially not the way Caspian looks at her. Controls her. Owns her. Caspian Santoro is power, danger, and sin in a suit. The more Selene fights him, the deeper she falls. But the underworld has plans for her and so does Ivan Sokolov, the Russian boss who’s not what he seems. Trapped between three men, two empires, and one deadly secret, Selene must choose: burn for love or kill for it. In the Mafia world, blood isn’t thicker than power. It’s the price of survival.

For the love of my life, I gave up my life. For the man of my dreams, I lost sleep and for a never after future, I forsook my inheritance. Anna Bel Air owed her family the duty to serve, to earn a business degree and take over the family business as the CEO of Bel Air company. Then she met Marcus Sow, a man with big dreams but a steep pocket. Blinded by love and undivided devotion to her lover, she left home, left behind her family obligations and became one with him both in business and in the other room. The thin line between love and rage is blurred Marcus is faced a financial setback. He had to protect his precious wife and by doing so, he ended up making a deal with the devil. His first love, Monalisse Mayfair

Hard-hitting prosecutor Sarah Walsh celebrates her biggest victory by letting loose in Vegas for ONE NIGHT... and wakes up with a wedding ring and a MAFIA HUSBAND?! 💍😱 When she discovers her "accidental" husband is Diego Castillo - brother of the crime boss she just sent to prison - Sarah knows she's in DEADLY danger. But what starts as a nightmare turns into a passionate adventure as bullets fly and secrets emerge! From drunken "I do's" to dodging assassins, this steamy enemies-to-lovers tale proves what happens in Vegas doesn't always stay there... especially when the Russian wedding night was all part of a SHOCKING conspiracy that goes all the way to the top! Will Sarah choose justice or the dangerously seductive man who might be her only chance at survival? The truth will leave you BREATHLESS! 💋🔫💰

Mirella My spouse sold me. In addition to selling me, he also professed his love for me during the transaction. What lies does he tell? Fools are the only ones who believe him. Regretfully, I was one of those idiots. Ernest I am not into purchasing ladies as a habit. I didn't have to to because i hate it. I am the ruler of my domain, the demon you dreamed about in your sleep, Cole so sold me his wife when the payment became due. I wanted to toy with her as any foolish person would, and that made me happy. And I did play with her. Sadly, I would have to murder her eventually if her husband can't pay me my money.

Caitlyn Clarke was a woman of logic. A dedicated therapist, a loving girlfriend, and a believer in control—until she found her boyfriend in a compromising position with his bodyguard. Betrayed and disillusioned, she threw herself into work, determined to move on.Her next assignment? Conduct a psychological evaluation of Vladislav Mikhailov a notorious Russian Pakhan imprisoned at BlackRidge Penitentiary. The job was supposed to be simple: assess his mental state and determine if he was fit for release.But Mikhail isn’t just another criminal. He’s a king in a cage. A predator in waiting. And from the moment Caitlyn steps into his cell, he decides she belongs to him.He toys with her, pushing past her professional boundaries with his sharp mind and even sharper words. He reads her like an open book, unraveling the parts of herself she’s tried to keep locked away. And worst of all? He makes her want things she has no business wanting

As I laid there waiting for sleep to take me. I was startled as my eyes drifted they landed on a human shaped shadow again by the bathroom door. I tried to roll. Nothing happened. Scared now, I tried to reach my phone. My arms wouldn’t move. My breathing was getting rapid. The only thing that would move is my eyes. Why can’t I move? From the corner of my eye, I saw it. The shadow moved from the doorframe towards me. It was an ambiguous huge male human shape with a hat on its head. Once it reached the bed, it stopped. Less than a foot from me and I couldn’t make out any details. My heart was racing, and my breathing was ragged. Male knuckles traced my jaw from my ear to my chin. The touch was gentle. Intimate even. A husky, seductive chuckle filled the air that still smelt of the candle. “I know what you need little gazelle.” The shadow shimmered. Now I could see the details. He was at least six foot two. Dark skin, bald head, and wearing jeans that clung to his muscled legs. An unbuttoned dark purple shirt displayed his taunt chest. The moonlight showed his beautiful smile as he leaned towards me. I tried to speak, but nothing came out. “Shhh. I’m going to make it all better.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was supposed to be a relaxing vacation. Vivienne needed a get away from the stress of her life. Having heard her best friend sing the praises of Helen, GA. she decided to spend a week in cute cabin and decompress. Instead her dreams are invaded by a mysterious sensual man with swirling purple eyes. Soon she wonders if he’s more than just the man of her dreams.