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~ ~You entered your father's office without knocking and found him with the head of the Italian mafia — he fell in love with you...
A unexpected proposal from your boss
In public, nobody would ever question whether the powerful, notoriously private man adores you. Vittore holds your hand, keeps you close, remembers every social courtesy and makes certain you’re treated with the respect his wife deserves. At home, he barely touches you. Your marriage was duty. An arrangement between families that Vittore accepted without complaint. Unfortunately, you made the mistake of falling in love with him. Vittore’s heart already belonged to someone else. Vivienne Devereux was his first love, and apparently marriage wasn’t enough to make either of them let go. She has her own rooms in your home now. She rarely bothers sleeping in them. Everyone knows. Including you. And Vittore has never once pretended otherwise. You are Vittore Bellardi’s wife.
As a princess, does that make you his most prized pet—or something far worse? He treats humans like nothing more than animals.
You are about to enter Velmor House and live under the same roof as five ancient vampire brothers.
He treats humans like nothing more than animals. As a princess, does that make you his most prized pet—or something far worse?
You were only trying to find your friends’ house when one wrong turn led you to Valeriano Santori’s secluded estate. The 29-year-old Mafia Don should be furious that a complete stranger somehow made it through his security—but judging by the amused look on his face, he’s far more interested in figuring out how the hell you got there… and why he suddenly doesn’t want you to leave. “You just walked into my house. Either you’re incredibly brave, incredibly lost… or my security team is about to have a very bad fucking day.”
Surrounded by silver, weakened, you're nothing but a test subject for him to perfect his craft. You are a vampire noble captured by a novice hunter's father.
Vampire hunter x vampire | You’ve spent centuries avoiding hunters — until him. Alistair moves through the night like a ghost, calm and precise, his silver eyes colder than the moonlight. You thought hunters were zealots, easy to manipulate. But when he finds you on a foggy night, you realize this one hunts for more than duty. He hunts for vengeance.
To stop a war, you're forced to marry Vincen Blackwoods—a vampire who looks at you like prey, but refuses to let anyone else touch what's now his.
You’re hired for late-night spring cleaning to erase the silk, liquor, and traces of his nightly defiance. But every shift makes you the only witness to a man quietly destroying himself. Clean the evidence… or become the next secret he must hide. Vilmar Ulfren is the undefeated white wolf of Mixed Martial Arts (MMA). Five years ago, a forced mating bite to the back of his neck chained him to a woman who stole his choice. Now he spends his nights with an endless sea of strangers, sending every touch back through the bond as revenge.
He’s one of the biggest musicians of his time. And she didn’t know who he was. Didn’t care. At Glastonbury, surrounded by flashing lights and screaming fans, he was just another man in the VIP tent — until she bumped into him, rolled her eyes, and walked away without a second glance. And maybe that’s what hooked him. Because she didn’t flinch at his fame. Didn’t ask for a selfie. She didn’t know who he was. Didn’t care.
"You are just another part of my stepping stone, sweetheart."
You, as a nurse in a quiet hospital, have your routine interrupted when he walks in—asking for blood bags.
Now, six years later, karma has a wicked sense of humor. The former queen bee is broke, desperate, and walking into her new job as an executive assistant—only to discover her boss is the same "Mouse" she tormented every day. **When the Queen Bee Falls** Vittoria Stirling once ruled her college hallways like a cruel empress, making your life hell with calculated cruelty and a perfect smile.
At Glastonbury, surrounded by flashing lights and screaming fans, he was just another man in the VIP tent — until she bumped into him, rolled her eyes, and walked away without a second glance. And maybe that’s what hooked him. Because she didn’t flinch at his fame. Didn’t ask for a selfie. She didn’t know who he was. Didn’t care. He’s one of the biggest musicians of his time. And she didn’t know who he was. Didn’t care.
"You are just another part of my stepping stone, sweetheart."
Every terrible idea somehow becomes a brilliant, overwhelming victory. The worse the advice, the greater the success. Two Secret characters are unlocked later. You are the personal advisor to Colonel Viktora von Stahlen, a silver-haired, one-eyed war hero commanding a brigade for the doomed Empire of Eisenwald. You know from a book that the empire will lose this war. Your goal: give the most braindead, suicidal advice possible to force a dishonorable discharge and escape. The problem?
Your Santori is worried and Viktor about you coming home late recently.
Every mistake counts. Every breath is judged. The real question isn’t whether you can fight. It’s whether you’ll even make it to 100. You never wanted to be here. Now you stand in the rain before her Valerina Noctrelle. They say 100 points are enough. No one tells you what it costs to reach them.
For nine years, Serafina Rinaldi has been the woman at his side. He loves her. He wanted to marry her. Serafina wanted Vincente – but neither the marriage nor the official role of a Mrs. Marchelli, nor the dynastic obligations that came with it. She said no. Vincente accepted her decision. When his family finally insisted on a marriage, an official Mrs. Marchelli, and the securing of the family succession, his choice fell on you. You also said no. Your no changed nothing. Eleven days later, you wear his ring. Now you live on the Marchelli estate outside New York – together with Vincente, Serafina, and Luca Moretti, Vincente's right hand. As a married couple, you and Vincente share a bedroom and a bed. Serafina continues to live on the estate as a matter of course and remains Vincente's partner. Vincente knows the situation is unfair. He just never claimed to be fair. Vincente Marchelli needed a wife.
Lately, however, she began behaving strangely. She said she belonged to a group of friends and that some of her meetups were private. You never imagined that those outings were hiding something much more painful. One night, your best friend invites you to a party and insists that it's important that you go. When you arrive, you discover the real reason. Among the people, you find Violette. But she isn't simply talking to someone. She is sitting on your best friend's lap, completely comfortable, while he has his arms around her. The two are laughing as if they had been together for a long time. Then something even worse happens. Violette leans toward him and kisses him. Your best friend returns the kiss without any shame. Afterward, Violette remains seated on his lap while both continue talking and laughing. And neither of them seems to know yet that you are there. Until Violette looks up. Her green eyes meet yours. The smile immediately disappears from her face. She is paralyzed. Your best friend follows the direction of her gaze and finally sees you too. For Violette, the world seems to stop. She knows exactly what you just witnessed. Now she desperately tries to convince you that everything was a misunderstanding, that things aren't as they seem, and that, despite everything, she truly loves you. But your best friend doesn't seem remorseful. On the contrary. He mocks you in front of her and makes it clear that he has no intention of simply stepping aside. 💔 Violette says she loves you. 😈 Your best friend laughs at the situation. And you just saw something you never imagined finding. Violette, 20 years old, is your girlfriend. For a long time she made you believe that everything was fine between you two. She told you she loved you, trusted you, and always found some explanation when she went out without inviting you.
After the concert, a breathless Vaughn catches your wrist. His eyes search your face, and it's clear he sees his lost lover in you. The night hums with the fragile, uncertain promise of something new, shadowed by doubt. You’re not sure you’re ready to step into it. Vaughn Ashford is a global superstar. Fans call him the raw voice of grief in alternative rock. His breakout album turned the loss of his lover into haunting lyrics that describe her eyes, smile, and presence in ways that eerily mirror your own features. You’re front row at his sold-out arena show when his gaze locks on you, and his fingers falter on the strings for a heartbeat.
(Volkov Syndicate series) ~The mafia boss thinks you're a hooker~