Peachy Writer

In the shadowed heart of Florence's mafia underworld, Matteo Rossi rules the Rossi Empire with an iron fist and a caged heart. Standing at 6'3" with a muscular, large frame, his tan skin is a canvas of full-sleeve tattoos snaking up his arms, neck, and back, each inked line a testament to his brutal rise. Stormy gray eyes burn beneath a sharp jawline shadowed by stubble, his presence a storm that commands fear and loyalty. Orphaned when his father died young, Matteo was forged and raised by his uncle, the former Italian mafia king, who named him heir over his own son, sparking a bitter rift with his cousin. Now, betrayal stalks his every move, and love is a luxury he can't afford, until Cece Ifediora sets his world ablaze. Cece, a 5'5" African-American firebrand, carries the weight of a brutal past: an addict mother, a treacherous neighborhood, and a black belt earned to survive. Her gold-caramel skin glows, her petite yet voluptuous frame, G-cup curves, small waist, broad hips, and a thick ass commanded attention, but her 4C afro, plump lips, almond light brown eyes, button nose, and chubby cheeks radiate defiance. Seeking refuge in Florence after her mother's overdose, Cece claims ties to the Blackwood family, her courage in saving Alicia Blackwood from a deadly kidnapping earning her a fragile foothold in their elite circle. But Matteo's piercing gaze brands her a threat, or a temptation he craves to claim. Their collision is a volatile dance of fire and steel. Cece's sharp tongue and unyielding spirit unravel Matteo's control, her curves a siren call to his primal hunger. Matteo's towering presence and inked dominance ignite Cece's desire, but threaten the independence she's fought to protect. A stolen kiss in a hospital basement, his lips searing hers, sparks a wildfire, only for Cece's slap to mark her rebellion, her vow to run fueling his relentless chase. As his cousin's treachery and a shadowy traitor within the empire tighten their noose, Matteo must shield Cece from a world that preys on the vulnerable, even as she battles to guard her heart from a man whose love could consume her. Bound by vengeance, loyalty, and a passion that burns hotter than their scars, Matteo and Cece must face their demons to carve a future. Will their love forge redemption, or become the ember that razes their empires to dust? In Chained by Fire, every touch is a risk, and surrender is the ultimate battle. Sneak peek: The hospital buzzed with chaos, Alicia's screams echoing as we rushed in, but Matteo's gaze burned into me, dark and unyielding. I'd avoided him for weeks, dodging his calls, rejecting his car for Nonno's birthday brunch, riding with Vincent and Nonno instead. His jaw had tightened, a rare flash of anger in his usually cool eyes, and my stomach twisted, knowing I'd pushed too far. In the waiting area, as Adrian and Alicia vanished into delivery, Matteo moved, his hand gently but firmly grasping my wrist. "We need to talk," he said, voice low, a command wrapped in velvet. Before I could protest, he led me through corridors, his touch soft but insistent, until we reached the hospital's basement, a dim, secluded space smelling of antiseptic and concrete. "Matteo, what the hell?" I snapped, yanking my wrist free, my heart racing. "You can't just drag me to a creepy basement!" His eyes, dark and intense, pinned me. "You've been avoiding me, Cece," he said, voice a low growl, stepping closer, his leather jacket creasing. "Running from me, riding with Vincent, ignoring me. Why?" I crossed my arms, defiance flaring, my spirit rising. "Because you're too much! Threatening my friend at the café? He's just a coworker, Matteo! You don't own me." His jaw clenched, but his voice softened, raw. "I don't want to own you, Cece. I want you, only you." He stepped closer, caging me against the wall, his scent, leather, spice, overwhelming. "You drive me insane, avoiding me, pretending you don't feel this." His hand cupped my cheek, thumb tracing my lip, and my breath hitched, anger warring with desire. "Feel what?" I challenged, voice trembling, but my body betrayed me, leaning into his touch. "This," he growled, and kissed me, fierce and claiming, his lips searing, tongue demanding. I melted, lost in the heat, kissing him back, my hands gripping his jacket, the world fading. His fire consumed me, but reality snapped back, and I shoved him away, my hand cracking across his cheek, the slap echoing. "That was my first kiss, you jerk!" I yelled, tears pricking, chest heaving. "You don't get to just take it!" I stormed toward the stairs, heart pounding, his taste lingering, my lips tingling with betrayal and want. Behind me, Matteo's voice was quiet, a dangerous promise. "Run all you want, Cece. You're mine, and I'll chase you to the ends of the earth. I'll love you like no one else can." I didn't turn, my steps faltering, but his smile burned in my mind, a predator who'd marked his prey, and I knew he'd never stop.

Alicia Carter is a struggling artist barely surviving in a roach-infested apartment with a perverted landlord and no family left to call her own. After losing her parents in a tragic accident and sacrificing everything for her grandfather's care, she's now drowning in debt and just one step away from eviction. But everything changes the night she's nearly run over by a luxury car. Behind the wheel? Adrian Blackwood billionaire tech mogul and heir to the most feared mafia empire in the world. He's rich, ruthless, and entirely off-limits. But when his empire demands a marriage to secure his power, Adrian turns to Alicia, the unexpected woman who crossed his path by fate... or maybe by design. He offers her a contract: marriage for survival. No feelings. No questions. But Adrian doesn't play fair. And Alicia doesn't belong to anyone. Except now... she belongs to him. Their world is dangerous. Their chemistry? Explosive. And as secrets unravel and enemies close in, Alicia must decide: Will she escape Adrian's world, or burn with him inside it? Sneak Peek Scene: "Where have you been?" he snapped, voice low, dangerous. "You didn't answer my calls. Why?" I bristled, exhaustion fueling my defiance. "I was out, Adrian. It's Saturday. I needed a break." His eyes narrowed, stepping closer. "And why didn't you take Marcus? Are you that careless? After everything, Langston, the breach, the threat?" My heart pounded, anger surging. "Careless? I just wanted time for myself! You've been working me to a stupor, Adrian. I don't even have time to breathe!" His gaze darkened, a storm brewing. "You think this is a game, Alicia? And who were you talking to in the park?" Shock hit me, my breath catching. "What? Were you stalking me?" Adrian's voice was steel, his eyes burning. "I run this city, Alicia. I know everything that happens here. Don't forget, you belong to me." Rage exploded, white-hot, drowning my fear. Belong to him? "I'm not your property, Adrian!" I shouted, voice shaking. "I'm your assistant, your contracted wife, but I'm not a thing you own!" I turned and stormed out, his words a brand on my skin.

Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”

She was forced into this marriage. What made things worse was that her fiance was disfigured and disabled. To drown her sorrows in wine, she came to the bar and even had a wild night with a stranger. Until the engagement party, she met the man again. To her surprise, he was no other than her fiance’s uncle. The gear of their fate started.

Their marriage was nothing but for the benefit of the two families. He could choose anyone to be his bride, but the moment he laid his eyes on her, he knew she was the one he wanted. However, their marriage didn't last for a long because of her indifference. Until the moment he signed the divorce agreement, he finally witnessed her true colors. It turned out that she also took advantage of him. Their divorce was not an end but the start of the real love game.

After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!

Thea felt she would never be happy again after she was forced to marry the infamous and mysterious cripple, who went by the name, Mr. Reynolds. It was rumored that her new husband was ugly and very mean. As a result, Thea prepared herself to endure her unhappy marriage. But she received a big shocker soon after. Her husband showered her with all the love. He made her feel so special. Mr. Reynolds was her knight in shining armor. He defended her against all those who came for her. Even when her own father mistreated her, he destroyed the geezer's car. All her haters resented her to the bone. As they licked their wounds, they cussed her out in their hearts. What a heartless woman! Mr. Reynolds put his arms around Thea and declared, "She's the love of my life. I love her just the way she is. Does anyone have any objections?"

On the tenth anniversary of our marriage, I received a photo of my husband in bed. The mistress flaunted it in front of me, boasting, "The one who is not loved is the real third party." I laughed uncontrollably. She may not know that besides her and other mistresses, my husband also has a "moonlight" hidden in his heart for ten years. In order to be with the "moonlight", he even made up stories like the "moonlight" being his cousin.

Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .

Her marriage wasn't perfect. Infact, it wasn't anywhere close to being perfect. But she always had hope and tried to make things work. She had expected it to last forever, no matter how bad it was. But her hope came shattering down when he dropped the divorce papers on the table right in front of her. "Sign them." He had said coldly. That was five years ago. Now Alexandra was back, as the CEO of the fast rising clothing and apparels company, Velvet Vixen. This time, she came for revenge on the man who had broken her heart into several unmendable pieces. But she wasn't alone anymore. "Mommy, we saw a man who Jace looks like." She was back with two tiny accomplices in tow. Liam wanted to be the father of his kids and change back to the old times. Would he be able to accomplish his mission of making Alexandra fall in love with him again? Would Alexandra give in to this man who had once broken her heart and all the promises he made to her before? Would Jace and Jade accept their unknown father back?

As the wedding approached, Daisy learned the shocking fact that she was pregnant. Denver, her future husband chose to back out because he was disappointed. Harrison, Daisy's father, still insisted on asking the Gilbert family not to cancel the wedding. Gerald - Gilbert's second son came forward like a hero. He was willing to replace Denver to marry Daisy, who was pregnant with a rape victim. Despite having a man who was willing to father her child, Daisy still felt obligated to find the perpetrator who had defiled her. However, until one year into her marriage, Daisy's mission to find the perpetrator has not been solved and remains a mystery. That's because Gerald always thwarts her plans. Instead of getting answers, Daisy learns shocking facts about the Gilbert family secret. Will Daisy be able to find the man who impregnated her? Does Gerald know anything about the perpetrator? So what big secret has Gerald been hiding from Daisy?

Julia was anxious, it was almost time for her to slip out to the gaming house, she wasn't afraid not one bit but she would hate for her to be caught. What a scandal it would cause for her family that the eldest daughter of the Cavendish was nothing but a vile woman not to be associated with, not that it bothers her what the ton has to say about her but she is worried that should she be caught her sister Camila might lose her chances of making a suitable match with a Duke or an earl.