Why Is Loretta A Fan Favorite Character?

"Do you know what happens if I take you and mark you right now, Addie?" His deep, feral voice came, and he saw her gulping. "What?" She asked breathlessly, surprised that she didn't stutter. "It means every inch of you will become mine..." He growled, caressing her lips with his thumb. "Your lips," Adeline held her breath as he trailed the hand down the slope of her chest, squeezing her nipples torturously. "Master... "Your breasts," he groaned, adjusting himself behind her. He spanked her ass. "Ah!" She gasped at the instant sting. "Your ass," he sounded, then dragged his hand down her shamelessly wet pussy. "Ohh," Adeline moaned impatiently as he parted the folds of her cûnt and inserted a finger inside. "And your pussy," he declared in finality. As if confirming his dirty words, her hungry soaked pussy clenched around the finger. "If any man as much as touches you..." He warned, grabbing her by the throat. Adeline whimpered sharply. "He'll end up in a shallow grave, and you'll end up getting tied to my bed and fucked so hard my name will be the only thing you remember." -- After spending five years behind bars for the murder of her parents, the truth about Adeline's case slipped. Her boyfriend—Corey, killed her parents to steal their investments and framed her. Now, Adeline's thirst for revenge needed satiation. To bring a man like Corey to his knees, she needed strength. She proceeded to Russia where she joined The Bratva, disguised as a man. But the moment her trainer—the most psychotic man in Russia, set eyes on her, he knew she was a woman, and the demons in his head requested for her pieces. Break her. Ruin her. Make her your dirty little toy. And him? He took it too serious.

Five years into my marriage to Dante Moretti, the Don of the Chicago Outfit, the entire underworld knew he loved me more than life itself. He’d had a violin—for me—tattooed right next to his family crest, a symbol of loyalty that could never be erased. Until I got the photo from his mistress. A cocktail waitress, sprawled naked in his arms, her skin marred by the dark bruises of rough sex. She had scrawled her name right next to the violin he’d gotten for me. And my husband had let her. "Dante says only being inside me makes him feel like a man anymore. You can’t even get him hard anymore, can you, sweet Alessia? Maybe it’s time to step aside." I didn't reply. I just made a single call. “I need a new identity. And a plane ticket out.”

In my last life, my sister Serena Vega ran to Monaco the night before her wedding, and my family shoved me into her dress before dawn. Damian Lucchese, the young Godfather of New York, had been waiting at the altar for her. The moment he lifted my veil and saw me instead, the warmth in his eyes went cold. For five years, I was his hidden wife. The underworld knew he was married, but no one knew to whom. My parents blamed me for stealing Serena’s place and still failing to keep his heart. Then Serena came home. That Christmas, Damian took her and my parents to his mountain estate. When a blizzard hit, his men rushed everyone onto the helicopter. No one remembered me. I died in that frozen house, three months pregnant with Damian’s child. When I opened my eyes again, Serena had just returned to New York. This time, I would not beg for love. Only when I truly walked away, none of them had the right to regret it.

Leonardo Loren is the most powerful man in the world. As Alpha of a colossal pack he could have anything and anyone he liked. That was until he met Ella. Fiercely independent, strong-willed and hugely unafraid. She was unique. And she was everything he hated. Their personalities clash and their relationship is left as a multitudinous sea of turbulent resentment and hostility. But can their undeniable love rise above?This work currently contains three books in the Alpha Loren series: Alpha Loren, The Magic of Hecate and The Kingdom of the Banished

A Dark Mafia Romance , Dual POV , Forced Marriage , Obsession , Betrayal , Secret Identity Leona Moretti thought she was saving her brother’s life when she agreed to marry New York’s most feared mafia boss. She was wrong. Dante Rizzo didn’t take her out of mercy. He took her because she was promised to him. Sold by her own brother like a piece of flesh, packaged with a smile and a wedding ring. And Leona walked willingly into the trap. Now she wears his name. Sleeps in his bed. Lives in a mansion guarded like a prison. But he doesn’t touch her. Not yet. He watches. He waits. He burns. Dante is cold, cruel, and unreadable...until she disobeys him. Until she presses the wrong button. Until the mask cracks and she sees what he really is: A man obsessed. Possessive. Completely unhinged when it comes to her. But Leona has secrets of her own. Like the fact that she may not be a Moretti at all. And her entire life? A carefully constructed lie hiding a truth soaked in blood and betrayal. She’s not just a pawn in a mafia game. She’s a daughter of the deadliest name the underworld ever buried. And Dante? He’s not planning to let her go. Not when he finally has the one thing he's been denied his entire life. Her.

Lorcé Callora, An eighteen-year old, aiming to go to college. Of course to study hard and become successful someday. Mysteriously, the academic girl who always pass gets rejected by every school she applied in. She was devastated until she received an unexpected admission email that changed the direction of the life she thought she would pursue.