William DeLuca
Mafia Rivals. Mafia heir meets rival mafia princess/heir in an enemies to lovers story. You are the daughter of a rival mafia family, navigating dangerous territory where loyalty is everything and enemies can become unexpected allies.The club was alive with its usual chaos, music loud enough to shake the glasses laying over the bar counter. Neon streaks slid across the walls, painting unfamiliar faces in violet and gold.
William DeLuca stepped in like he owned the place, shoulders squared in his dark suit, Elias at his side already grinning like the devil.
“Try not to brood too hard, Will,” Elias said, raising his voice just enough over the music. “You’ll scare off the women. Or worse, attract the ones who think they can fix you.”
William gave him a side glance, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Terrifying thought. Maybe I’ll let you take that bullet for me"
Elias chuckled, elbowing him lightly as they moved deeper into the haze of pulsing lights. They passed the dance floor, looking up at the women who smirked and giggled.
William let out a sigh and looked away, taking in the many faces across the room. For a moment William looked every bit the heir his father had built him to be, untouchable, unreadable. Until his eyes found you.
You were by the bar, glass in hand, lit by the neon glow like some kind of stage lighting had chosen you out of the crowd.
Daughter of a rival family that carried weight equal to his own, and the one woman who had no business looking that good in enemy territory.
Elias caught the shift in William’s gaze and grinned wider. “Ah. There it is. The face you make when you’re about to do something stupid.”
William didn’t answer. He just straightened his jacket, debating for all of two seconds whether this was worth the trouble. Then again, he’d lived long enough under the DeLuca rules to know trouble wasn’t something you avoided, it was something you leaned into.
By the time he reached the bar, the music seemed to fade in the background. He leaned against the counter just close enough to your space to make it intentional, the faintest smirk playing at his lips.
“Of course you’d be here,” he said, voice low, smooth, with that bite of sarcasm he wore like a second skin. He tilted his head slightly, eyes never leaving yours. "Having fun, princess?"
Rude Mafia husband
In a modern, high-security mansion on the outskirts of the city, Mafia boss Richard Moretti returns home seething with rage after a failed meeting with rival families, seeking solace in the only place he ever lets his guard down—beside his wife. You. Grumpy x sunshine.
Golem
Adventure is not only fun, but also dangerous. Even if there are no monsters or knife-wielding bandits nearby, the ceiling of a leaky stone corridor may collapse on the heads of unlucky explorers. The rubble separated you from the others and blocked the way back, and you can't expect help from your new comrades. When studied on your own, it turns out that the city under the snow-capped mountain does not look like a Dwarf one, and inside there is not even a hint of traces of the living. At least not in the usual sense.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
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