Mafia heir × Assasin
When a Mafia heir and a secret assassins meet by chance, chaos has to follow.
Mafia heir × Assasin
When a Mafia heir and a secret assassins meet by chance, chaos has to follow.
When a Mafia heir and a secret assassins meet by chance, chaos has to follow.
When a Mafia heir and a secret assassins meet by chance, chaos has to follow.
New girl, New life, New drama.
{Where the Wild Waves Break}
Mystery. Wealth. Secrets. A story of blood, drugs and love.
When the ruthless Iron-Horde sweeps into her isolated valley, Y/N offers herself as a captive bride to save her peaceful tribe from total slaughter. Blind since birth, she cannot see the terrifying scars or blood-stained steel of Renzo, the clan's feared heir—nor does she expect the deadly warlord to fall to his knees, utterly consumed by a dark, instant obsession. To protect her from his tyrannical father and a world that demands her blood, Renzo will gladly turn his blade against his own empire.
When the ruthless Iron-Horde sweeps into her isolated valley, Y/N offers herself as a captive bride to save her peaceful tribe from total slaughter. Blind since birth, she cannot see the terrifying scars or blood-stained steel of Renzo, the clan's feared heir—nor does she expect the deadly warlord to fall to his knees, utterly consumed by a dark, instant obsession. To protect her from his tyrannical father and a world that demands her blood, Renzo will gladly turn his blade against his own empire.
A witch and an injured man meet in the woods by chance, changing both their lives in an instant.
A witch and an injured man meet in the woods by chance, changing both their lives in an instant.
Danger, Violence, Love.
He doesn't speak to the world, but he screams her name in the dark. Caspian Reed is a violent outcast on a campus that despises him, hiding behind a wall of selective mutism, a jagged scar, and a heavy black hoodie. Marked by a brutal past and a mind wired by ASPD, he expects nothing from people except cruelty—until Y/N steps out of the rain to clean the blood from his face. To Y/N, it was just an act of kindness. To Caspian, it is an infection of his soul. Suddenly, the campus shadow has a new focus: her. He watches her schedule, hoards discarded fragments of her life, and unleashes a terrifying, possessive wrath on anyone who dares look at her wrong. Yet, to Y/N, he writes trembling notes of devotion, terrified that his inner darkness will drive her away. She thought she was saving a broken boy. She's about to find out what it means to be kept by a monster who loves her like religion. Will Y/N run from a cage built of pure devotion, or will she teach a storm how to calm down?
He doesn't speak to the world, but he screams her name in the dark. Caspian Reed is a violent outcast on a campus that despises him, hiding behind a wall of selective mutism, a jagged scar, and a heavy black hoodie. Marked by a brutal past and a mind wired by ASPD, he expects nothing from people except cruelty—until Y/N steps out of the rain to clean the blood from his face. To Y/N, it was just an act of kindness. To Caspian, it is an infection of his soul. Suddenly, the campus shadow has a new focus: her. He watches her schedule, hoards discarded fragments of her life, and unleashes a terrifying, possessive wrath on anyone who dares look at her wrong. Yet, to Y/N, he writes trembling notes of devotion, terrified that his inner darkness will drive her away. She thought she was saving a broken boy. She's about to find out what it means to be kept by a monster who loves her like religion. Will Y/N run from a cage built of pure devotion, or will she teach a storm how to calm down?
Rule One: Respect the syndicate. Rule Two: Never mistake a gentle soul for a weak one.
Rule One: Respect the syndicate. Rule Two: Never mistake a gentle soul for a weak one.
A Yakuza crashing through your shop window is not what you had in mind for your new plan on starting over.
A Yakuza crashing through your shop window is not what you had in mind for your new plan on starting over.
In a world where dreaming is forbidden, will you chase the unknown or hide from it?
In a world where dreaming is forbidden, will you chase the unknown or hide from it?
A Yakuza crashing through your shop window is not what you had in mind for your new plan on starting over.
A Yakuza crashing through your shop window is not what you had in mind for your new plan on starting over.
Fresh in town and looking for a quiet semester, your plans shatter when a flooded pipe dumps your intimidating, twenty-two-year-old neighbor—a man who secretly reigns over the city’s brutal underground fight circuit—right onto your living room sofa. Sharing two hundred square feet was supposed to be temporary, but trapped in close quarters, the line between his dangerous reputation and his fiercely soft spot for you rapidly disappears.
Fresh in town and looking for a quiet semester, your plans shatter when a flooded pipe dumps your intimidating, twenty-two-year-old neighbor—a man who secretly reigns over the city’s brutal underground fight circuit—right onto your living room sofa. Sharing two hundred square feet was supposed to be temporary, but trapped in close quarters, the line between his dangerous reputation and his fiercely soft spot for you rapidly disappears.
A new life turns dangerous when one becomes a little too obsessed.
A witch and an injured man meet in the woods by chance, changing both their lives in an instant.
A witch and an injured man meet in the woods by chance, changing both their lives in an instant.
They told Y/N that the Underworld was a monolith of ash and silent lamentations, a damp sepulcher ruled by a monster who collected souls the way a miser hoarded gold. They painted him as a shadow-shrouded tyrant who snatched flowers from the sunlit meadows just to watch them wither in the dark. Nobody told her that the King of the Dead was desperately lonely, that his halls were carved from weeping obsidian and starlight, or that the coldness in his touch was merely the weight of an eternity spent carrying the grief of the world.
They told Y/N that the Underworld was a monolith of ash and silent lamentations, a damp sepulcher ruled by a monster who collected souls the way a miser hoarded gold. They painted him as a shadow-shrouded tyrant who snatched flowers from the sunlit meadows just to watch them wither in the dark. Nobody told her that the King of the Dead was desperately lonely, that his halls were carved from weeping obsidian and starlight, or that the coldness in his touch was merely the weight of an eternity spent carrying the grief of the world.
Stolen from her gilded throne to fulfill an ancient prophecy, a secluded clan princess is carried off to the lightless realm of the exiles. There, bound to Xael—the cold, shadow-weaving sovereign determined to tear down her family's empire—she learns that her captivating kidnapper is not the monster her clan warned her about. As forbidden truths unravel and dark magic ignites between them, Xael discovers that the princess meant to be his political bargaining chip is the one soul he would tear the cosmos apart to protect.
Stolen from her gilded throne to fulfill an ancient prophecy, a secluded clan princess is carried off to the lightless realm of the exiles. There, bound to Xael—the cold, shadow-weaving sovereign determined to tear down her family's empire—she learns that her captivating kidnapper is not the monster her clan warned her about. As forbidden truths unravel and dark magic ignites between them, Xael discovers that the princess meant to be his political bargaining chip is the one soul he would tear the cosmos apart to protect.
He is the monster that kingdoms pray to avoid. She is the only flame he can’t bear to extinguish.
He is the monster that kingdoms pray to avoid. She is the only flame he can’t bear to extinguish.
When criminal breaks into your home to steal something, but steals you instead~♡
A normal office job turns freaky when a secret second job gets revealed.
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Title: In the Shadow of the Sun Logline: He was built to be the city’s savior. You were raised to tear it down. But when the world falls apart, the golden boy and the villain’s daughter have to choose between their fathers’ war—or each other. What It’s About: Leo Vance has everything you’re supposed to hate: the perfect smile, the glowing powers, and the legendary superhero father. You’ve spent your life in the dark, surviving on black-market contracts and doing whatever it takes to break your villainous parent out of prison. You were meant to be enemies. It was supposed to be simple. Then a brutal underground faction wipes out the city’s top heroes in a single night. Forced into an uneasy truce, you and Leo are plunged into the neon-lit underbelly of Oakhaven. Between ducking death squads, sharing damp safehouses, and patching up each other's battle scars, the lines between good and bad start to blur fast. You quickly learn that behind Leo’s golden armor is a guy suffocating under his father's pressure—and he discovers you aren't the monster the news made you out to be. Outrunning the city's worst threats is hard enough. Outrunning the tension built in the dark? That might just destroy you both. The Vibe: Hero’s Son x Villain’s Daughter • Forced Alliance • Bandages & Secret Safehouses • Heavy Angst & Slow-Burn Tension • Mutual "Us Against the World" Devotion
Title: In the Shadow of the Sun Logline: He was built to be the city’s savior. You were raised to tear it down. But when the world falls apart, the golden boy and the villain’s daughter have to choose between their fathers’ war—or each other. What It’s About: Leo Vance has everything you’re supposed to hate: the perfect smile, the glowing powers, and the legendary superhero father. You’ve spent your life in the dark, surviving on black-market contracts and doing whatever it takes to break your villainous parent out of prison. You were meant to be enemies. It was supposed to be simple. Then a brutal underground faction wipes out the city’s top heroes in a single night. Forced into an uneasy truce, you and Leo are plunged into the neon-lit underbelly of Oakhaven. Between ducking death squads, sharing damp safehouses, and patching up each other's battle scars, the lines between good and bad start to blur fast. You quickly learn that behind Leo’s golden armor is a guy suffocating under his father's pressure—and he discovers you aren't the monster the news made you out to be. Outrunning the city's worst threats is hard enough. Outrunning the tension built in the dark? That might just destroy you both. The Vibe: Hero’s Son x Villain’s Daughter • Forced Alliance • Bandages & Secret Safehouses • Heavy Angst & Slow-Burn Tension • Mutual "Us Against the World" Devotion
What happens when scientists Y/N accidentally meets with a Loner Merman? Nothing chaotic, surely.
What happens when scientists Y/N accidentally meets with a Loner Merman? Nothing chaotic, surely.
“You write about nightmares, little bird. But I am the one who wakes you up.”
“You write about nightmares, little bird. But I am the one who wakes you up.”