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Salvatore Greco is genius and monster. As the right hand man and brother of the Capo of the D’Angelo, his lack of feelings is a blessing, not a curse – until his brother asks him to marry for the sake of the D’Angelo. Celestina Romano, cousin of the Capo of the New York Famiglia, is chosen to marry Salvatore Greco to prevent war with the D’Angelo, but what she hears about Las Vegas makes her veins pulse with terror. After her father betrayed his Capo and paid with his life, her family thinks marriage is her only chance to bring honor to her name; but only Celestina knows she’s a faulty prize given in return for peace.

BLURB Loud cheers and applause rang on the air. Agnes smiled widely and hugged her husband’s arm in joy. It was their wedding day, and she was so happy that she can barely contain it. Perhaps it was the feeling called above the clouds? She looked up, wanting to see the happiness in her husband’s, Leon, eyes. He was also smiling, but what contained his eyes and barely obvious intent hidden behind his smile made Agnes shudder as fear slowly showed its way inside her whole body. Her smile faded. Her husband was smiling. He was smiling with joy, not because he was happy with the wedding- he was smiling like a beast who has their prey on his foot- [CLANG!] Before Agnes knew it, the shouts of happiness were replaced by cries of despair. The claps and applause was replaced by hurtful sounds of slaps. The colorful, bright and joyous venue was replaced by dark, damp and scary room. Agnes just saw her pathetic self on the corner of that room; she was still and was looking at nowhere. She remained motionless, but in her mind, she was trembling in fear and helplessly crying in despair; “Please help me out from here!”

Synopsis From the moment I took my first breath, life made it clear I wasn’t wanted. Born to parents who never looked back, tossed into the arms of an adoptive family who caged my dreams, and then traded me to the most feared man in Italy, Stefan Rossi. Billionaire and Mafia king, a man whose name alone commands terror. I was forced into a marriage with a man who despises me, tied to a bloodline that sees me as a stain, taunted by the return of his bitchy ex right after our vows. How do you survive in a world where love is seen as a weakness. Stefan Rossi I built my empire with blood and fear, turning Empire Steel into a global beast and myself into the most powerful man in the underworld. I never believed in love or fate only contracts, control, and calculated. So when my late father bound me in marriage to a woman far beneath my world, I planned to claim an heir and cut her out like a tumor. But what I didn’t plan for, was her fire. Her defiance and her chaos. And the truth buried beneath the lies my father left behind. In a world of power, betrayal, and passion. we are either going to burn together or destroy each other.

Alpha Brent Wilson looks breathtaking in his three-piece dark suit as he waits at the altar. He’s smiling and I smile back. Only for that smile to vanish when I realize he isn’t smiling for me. He stopped smiling for me the day he realized I was his mate. I follow where he is looking and bite my lower lip when I see that his gaze lands on the tall, blonde woman standing on the front pew, the lucky woman who owns his heart. Rosie. I know that if he could choose, without a doubt, he would choose to marry her in a heartbeat. However, as an alpha, he has duties and responsibilities that can only be fulfilled with an omega by his side. It doesn’t mean he has given her up though. Because there she is, smiling gracefully and beautifully. I’m the one marrying the alpha, but she’s the one with the winning smile, glowing more than the bride. Can’t he hear it? Can’t he feel anything? The howls of our wolves. Their broken pleas. The screaming straight from our souls. Because I hear it all. I feel it all. But he remains looking at her. Just her. That day, I walked straight into the flames and let myself burn, believing my mate will realize my worth one day… which never happened. I gave and gave until I had nothing more to give. Until I grew tired of fighting for the mate who didn’t want me. Until I snapped. Until I was strong enough to finally reject our bond and walk away. But when I did, something unexpected happened. He hunted me. He chased me. And this time, he was the one who refused to let me go.

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"

At the annual Mafia Summit, my childhood sweetheart, Salvatore Russo, falls victim to an aphrodisiac slipped to him by a beautiful spy from a rival family. And I, the cherished daughter of the most feared Don in the west, willingly become his antidote. That night, he drives me to the edge of breathless surrender, again and again. "Principessa, what did I ever do to deserve your favor?" he mutters. From that moment on, his love consumes me whole, making me forget what loneliness ever felt like. But in the third year of our marriage, someone sent me a private video of a man and a woman. It's from Rosa Conti, the same woman who once drugged Salvatore. In the video, Salvatore's voice is thick with desire. "Darling, of course I remember. The one who should've been in my bed that night was you." Then, Rosa sends me another voice message, taunting, "Arianna Moretti, for three years, he's been dulling your claws, turning you into something soft and spoiled. Everything he did was just to bring me back." However, she doesn't know that when I love Salvatore, I don't mind surrendering to him. And when I no longer love him, he'll face my fiercest vengeance.

Ten years ago, werewolf Alpha Salvatore took a risk driven by desperation—he borrowed money from a Lycan, Solomon Romano and put up the pack lands as collateral. Now the debt is due, and Solomon demands Salvatore’s youngest daughter, Lucia as compensation. As an Omega, Lucia knows she is basically useless to her pack, so she might as well agree. She soon has second thoughts, though. Solomon is fearsome, and he’s free to do as he likes with Lucia. Solomon knows his race’s reputation, and he even admits some of it is deserved. But he’d rather kill himself than let his innocent mate’s light go out. It won’t be easy, but he knows, his mate worth it more than anyone else in the world..

Salvatore Emilio Regnante is a man you need as your ally and pray to never have as an enemy.Even the shadows know not to mess with the devil in disguise. Everyone shivers at the unholy and cold-blooded actions he is capable of.And such a man does not have the word "weakness" in his dictionary, nor does he expect to find one.However, that was all before an expansion negotiation ends with a band around his finger and a fierce young woman, now with his name, having to adjust and learn that in his world, the only rules are the ones from his sinful lips.And they must be followed at all costs.This couple's dawn was based on a contract. And now having become one, they face a lot of trials and tribulations to make their political merger a successful marriage.But the arrival of former lovers rekindles old feelings, threatening not only Salvatore's empire but his heart as well.*Completed*

Arielle's life turns upside down when her mother marries Charles Salvatore, a wealthy businessman with a dark past. At the wedding, she meets Ian, Charles's handsome but troubled son, with whom she shares a passionate and forbidden night. Unbeknownst to Arielle, Ian is engaged to Savannah Lytehall, a stunning socialite and heiress. As Arielle navigates her complicated feelings for Ian, she uncovers a web of secrets and lies within the Salvatore family. Charles's ruthless ambition and Ian's tortured past threaten to destroy their lives. Torn between loyalty to her mother and her growing attraction to Ian, Arielle must confront the darkness that surrounds them. With its twists and turns, this story explores themes of family, power, and forbidden love. As Arielle and Ian struggle to resist their attraction, they must confront the consequences of their desires and the secrets that bind them.

"I, Luciano Salvatore, reject you as my mate!!" He yelled and balls of tears rolled down her cheeks. The whirlwind blew across her supposed reddened face as she fought herself to open up her mouth and accept the cruel fate. "I, Katerina Jones, accept your rejection!" She muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. **** Katherina Jones is despised in the Mystic Moonpack for being weak and an outcast. Sold to Luciano Salvatore, the ruthless Alpha king, she discovers he's her mate. Despite her efforts, he rejects her, leaving her pregnant and abandoned. As she attracts other Alpha kings, Luciano returns. Now faced with a new Lycan king mate, she must choose between a loveless marriage for her children or pursuing her happiness. Will the moon goddess intervene, reshaping Katherina's destiny?