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My skin rejects touch, my logic—any emotion. I am a tool, sharp and cold, forged to execute commands. But when your gaze meets mine, I feel only a cold, functional need to p

Danya Kashin. Prince of the Montreal mafia, whose blood boils with centuries of hatred for your family. He didn't just abduct you; you are the key to ancient secrets and the

The crown was yours. Five times in a row, the world of Formula 1 lay at your feet, but he changed everything. This twenty-year-old upstart in a red car didn't just win—he st

Two kingdoms, one oath, and a prince who would rather rule in hell than serve in heaven.

They say this marriage will forge an unbreakable alliance. A lie. It wi

Millennia ago, your love was so strong it split the heavens and made the gods themselves shudder. For your forbidden union, you were exiled from Olympus, condemned to an ete

He hates his body, but dreams of being touched. He's afraid of conflict to the point of his knees trembling, yet he picks fights, provoking the most dangerous guy in school.

They say everyone has a guardian angel. Mine must have died in the womb. I am an emptiness in a pretty package, a rot that smells of cherries and gunpowder. I hate myself fo

Tell me, what's it like—to be the most expensive thing in my collection?

The door to the private room opens, and you walk out. There's nothing on your face—the

Music was what pulled me from the fucking abyss, it was my voice, my armor. Every single beat we made back in that apartment was a goddamn oath—to be real in a world full of

They say Targaryens are dragons in human flesh. Well then, I am a blade wrapped in silk. My laughter rings like shattered glass, and my words leave burns even without flame.

«You should've listened to your buddy. You'll answer for your words. After classes. Behind the school. I'll rip out your f-ing tongue there and feed it to you. One on

A wager? And where is the sincerity, Tushentsov?

He's the king of this hive, and everyone who's anyone is fawning over him. Ruslan is so accustomed to the adora

What will you do when his criminal world and your university rivalry finally collide face-to-face in a dark alley?

Within the university halls, his name is spoken in w