Midnight Vows and Blood Oaths

On New Year's Eve, when the city is noisy with excitement and hope, Aria Moretti merely wants to hide. Instead, she finds a dying guy in an alley-bleeding, dangerous, and inexplicably quiet. Dante Russo is not a stranger fate intended her to save. He is a man made by violence, linked by blood oaths and secrets that may kill her. Helping him means crossing a line she can never uncross. Letting him go means surviving... but losing something she never knew she wanted. As love burns in the shadows and danger follows them through locked doors and whispered threats, Aria must decide how much of herself she is willing to risk for a man who lives in darkness. Because loving Dante doesn't only mean heartbreak. It signifies blood. It signifies battle. And it implies that after midnight passes, there is no turning back.

Chapters

Chapter 1

Aria's POV

The city smelt of smoke and champagne, the streets alive with laughing and flashing lights. I shouldn't have come out tonight-my phone vibrating with New Year's wishes felt like a reminder that I was alone-but something dragged me into the mayhem.

Then the gunshot shattered everything.

People yelled, bottles smashed. My heart slammed against my ribs as I hid behind a trash bin. And there he was.

A man, slumped against the alley wall, blood dripping through his white shirt. Not panicked. Not begging. Just... waiting, controlled, menacing, like a predator in pain.

"Please," he said, voice low, hoarse. "Help me."

Every instinct shouted at me to run. But I couldn't. Something in his eyes-fierce, vulnerable, magnetic-pinned me to the spot.

"Okay," I whispered, voice quivering. "Let's get you somewhere safe."

He leaned into me, weight substantial and real. My fingertips stroked his chest to calm him, and heat flashed through me-not fear, not just adrenaline-but something sharper, deeper. My pulse raced as I felt his heartbeat against mine, irregular, yet constant in a peculiar rhythm only I could feel.

The countdown from the square reached our ears:

"Ten... nine... eight..."

Fireworks exploded overhead, bathing the streets in gold. I realized, as I helped him walk, that I had no idea who he was, what danger trailed him, or why my chest clenched with every glimpse at his pale, bloodied face.

"Why... are you helping me?" he murmured suddenly, voice so gentle it made me shiver.

I choked, words stopped in my throat. "Because... I can't just leave you here."

His lips curved-half a smile, half a grimace-and for a heartbeat, the world narrowed to just us. And then everything went wrong.

A shadow moved in the alley. A whisper of movement, yet enough. My stomach fell as he stiffened. His hand sprang out-not toward me, but toward something behind me.

"Run," he hissed.

I turned. Someone was coming. Someone meant to kill him. Or me. I couldn't tell which. The last firework erupted right above, and in that moment, I saw his eyes-dark, stormy, impossible-and knew one terrifying truth:

I was already in too deep.

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Not only was I drugged, blinded and assaulted. I was deceived into carrying a baby by a stranger I never knew. Then he appeared and took my child away. I was sent to a militia by the father of my child. I thought I was rescued but I was recruited to be a weapon for killing. Who was manipulating me, I didn't know. The answers were far from what I knew. Forced to blend into the world that I could never believe I would be to, a place where brutality reigned, kill or be killed was the only language. I have survived but he has to pay for everything he did to me, because I believed every phase of my life was set by him and him alone. Have I really survived? Who would have thought, he existed twice in the same world? Do I really know who I should take revenge on? Him or the person I would sacrifice everything for? Was my mother the one who orchestrated everything? What kind of pawn am I?

Action Modern Romance

9.2

Dangerous Revenge: A Game With The Billionaire Brothers

9.2

After the accidental murder of the first wife, the Clyde's family hired another, to continue Ryker's mission for an heir. Samantha Houston, chosen to be Ryker's bride, had a fling with a strange man on her wedding Eve. But on her wedding day, he showed up as Ryker's brother, Ryan, the youngest son of the Clyde's family. Samantha, now entangled in the chains of the two brothers, will do everything to keep her dangerous secret affair forever,else risks losing her life like her counterpart. Will she succeed?

Action Billionaire Modern

8.6

Ex Husband's Best Friend Is Mine Now

8.6

Christina Blakewood loved the wrong man, and that led to him abusing her then picking another woman. He not only cheated on her but forced her to swallow it down without complaints, but when she hits rock bottom as her own family took in their real daughter who turned out to be the woman her husband was cheating on her with, she realized it was time to stand up and fight back. And who would serve best at her plan to bring down her worthless husband? His best friend, and the most powerful man in the country, Lorian Axton. Unexpectedly, the man would not just gladly aid her in her plans but also willingly lay down his life for her. "What if I took you right out of his hands, what if I made you mine?" Lorian Axton whispered huskily in her ear. Though her breath hitched and her heart skipped a beat, she closed her eyes tight and pushed him away. "Mr Axton, I'm still married to your best friend." "But you were mine even before you became his, and now that he's hurt you I'm here to take back what has always been mine."

Action Modern Romance

8.1

HOSTILE OATH

8.1

Vivian bears the weight of an ancestral curse, a yoke forged in darkness, which was meant to be broken. A future ravaged by war and chaos loomed, threatening her destiny but Vivian's path was not yet set to answer to her inheritance. Ignorant of her true identity, she couldn't control the powers she possessed, losing loved ones in the process and consumed by self-guilt. Yet, from the ashes of despair, she felt the rage and determination to harness the powers consuming her in her shadow and forge a new path; maybe she could get back all she had lost in all possible ways she could. Prophecy were made, and a formidable force stirred, rising to challenge her claim. When a greater threat arose, Vivian faced a brutal reality: prepare for battle or succumb to the shadows but there was a price to pay. She was left with two options; reclaim her birthright or shatter the chains of destiny!

Action Fantasy Horror

9.3

Sex with the Mafia King

9.3

WARNING!! THIS STORY CONTAINS A LOT OF MATURE THEMES, ELEMENTS OF HARDCORE BDSM, PRAISE KINKS, SLUT-SHAMING KINKS, AND DEGRADATION KINKS. READ WITH CAUTION. (BOOK ONE OF THE DELUCA KINGS SERIES) Serena would do anything to uncover the death of her parents, including sleeping with the most dangerous man in New York, Nero DeLuca. And he knows this, so he strings her along so he can see how far she's willing to go. *** "Get on your knees," Nero said. "Excuse me-" "You're my submissive, and you exist for the sole purpose of my pleasure. I don't tolerate defiance. When I say get on your knees, you get on your knees." "Yes," I replied as I got on my knees, hating how much his commanding tone turned me on. He put his finger under my chin and lifted it so I could look at him. "Yes, what?" "Yes, sir." "Good girl. Now get on the bed and show me that beautiful cunt. I want to see what it looks like before I destroy it with my cock. Tonight, the whole of New York will know you belong to me. I'll not take anything less than you screaming my name, and by the time I'm done with you, you'll feel me between your legs for a week."

Action Mafia Modern

7.0

Stolen Heart, A Mother's Revenge

7.0

My five-year-old daughter, Lily, was dying. I used my entire tech fortune to secure a donor heart, a last-ditch effort to save her. The only surgeon I trusted to perform the transplant was her father, my husband, Graham. But on the day of the surgery, he vanished. He diverted the heart I bought to another child-the daughter of his mistress, Bella Savage. Lily died. As her heart monitor flatlined, Graham called not to console me, but to celebrate the successful surgery for his lover's child. He blocked my number as I screamed for him. He didn't even come to the funeral. He called me selfish. He said I didn't deserve to be a mother. He stood at our daughter's grave and asked her to forgive the little girl who now had her heart. My love for him died with our daughter, replaced by a cold, surgical rage. He thought he had destroyed me. He had no idea he had just created the monster who would incinerate his entire world.

Action Mystery Romance

Midnight Vows and Blood Oaths

Chapter 1

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