Tori Shay

I am Karolina Zaliznyak. Half the "mistake" of an escort, half the daughter of a mafia god who never held me with an ounce of tenderness. After his death, I tried to live a "normal life." But there is no escaping this world. Especially when your brother is a mafia boss who loves you so much he’s willing to chain an armed demon to your side. Solomon is my new bodyguard. Silent, cold, and dangerous. His eyes are darker than sin, and his hands were made to take lives. He is here to watch over me. To guard me. To keep me locked in a golden cage. How naive. If he was made to guard me, I was made to corrupt him. I won't just make his ice melt. I will make it boil. After all, I was born of sin. It's time to embrace my legacy.

I've been a good daughter my entire life. I was meant to keep my legs together, my mouth shut, and live as I was told. The only choice I was given was to become a vet. That is, to heal animals. Not people. And definitely not a wounded member of a rival mafia clan. When I pulled the half-dead, impossibly handsome stranger out and saved him, I didn't yet know that he was the right-hand man of our country's mafia boss. And I, just so you know, am the daughter of the man who wanted to kill them. My blood is a curse to them. But my heart beats faster every time this dangerous man looks at me as if he can see right through me. It's obvious he doesn't have sweet feelings for me. I've never been a saint. But I've never wanted to be a sinner so badly...

I’m Hordiy Zaliznyak. Mafia boss. A sinner. I don’t pray—I punish. I’m used to ruling everything: people, cities, empires. But then I met her. A fairy. Wild. Bright. Free. She laughed when others trembled. Told me off when others bowed. And that sealed her fate. I made a mistake—I let her go. But now, I’ll do anything to make her mine. To wake beside me. To fight me and stay. To carry my name and my heart—already hers. I’ll give her the world if she wants it. And if she doesn’t—I’ll give it anyway. Because she was made for me. And I’ll make her see it. A sinner’s love knows no limits. She is the sinner’s beloved fairy. Mine. And no one will take her away.

My name is Feodora, but everyone calls me Feya. Though, to be honest, I’m more of a hurricane than a delicate creature with wings. I run a popular blog, can’t stand stupid men, have a sharp tongue and even sharper opinions. And I absolutely hate it when someone tries to tell me where to go or how to behave. Then he shows up — arrogant, dangerously sexy, and infuriatingly bold. Hordiy Zaliznyak. A man who’s not used to hearing the word no. A man who, for some reason, has decided he wants me. He’s a sinner who always gets away with everything. I’m a fairy who knows how to hit below the belt… with words.It was supposed to be just a war of words. But it seems this sinner has made it his mission to tame the hurricane

Tereza: After my partner was killed on a case, my boss decided I needed therapy. I didn't want to go, but now I dream of killing my therapist. Because this arrogant jerk isn't just digging around in my head—he’s driving me insane. And the worst part? Over time, I’m starting to feel something for him that looks nothing like hate… Havryil: You know my rule? I don’t work with people who don’t want help. But for some reason, I made an exception for her. Tereza is like an explosive wrapped in the guise of a detective. She’s sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and sparks a dangerous desire in me to cross every professional boundary. She’s hiding more than meets the eye. And I… I’m ready to risk everything to uncover her secrets. Even if I have to use handcuffs to do it.

Two years. That’s how long I’ve been working for my boss — Yehor Levchenko. He can’t stand being touched, never smiles, and hardly notices people. And me? I’m his perfect assistant. I know exactly how many minutes he can last in negotiations, when he needs a glass of water, and how to translate his cold truths into human language. We’ve never touched each other. Not once. Until one day. One unexpected touch that turned everything upside down. So much so that one morning we’ll wake up naked and married… And my boss has absolutely no intention of getting divorced.

Nine years ago, I ran away from my husband the day after our wedding. I was convinced that my curse ruined every man who dared to love me. I thought I was saving Arsen, but a fortune-teller broke the "good" news: I had only pulled the knot tighter. Now, the Universe has given me an ultimatum: go back to my ex and have his baby to break the curse. There’s just one tiny problem. Arsen is no longer that lovestruck boy. He’s a cynical, cold-blooded business shark who hates me with every fiber of his impeccably dressed soul. Think he won't let me within a mile of him? He’s got another thing coming. If getting my husband back means infiltrating his company and becoming his personal nightmare—I’ll do it. Watch out, darling, your wife is back!

After five years in a coma and a year of rehabilitation, I’m finally about to reclaim my life… I woke up in a world that moved on without me. My parents are gone. My boyfriend thinks I left him. And my older sister decided the best way to help me adjust is to move me in with her husband’s infuriatingly hot, maddeningly arrogant, and utterly insufferable brother. Theodore is a neurosurgeon with the body of sin and a devil’s tongue. We fight all the time… and somehow end up closer than we ever intended. But I know who I love. Don’t I? I’m Ariana Vysotska. And I’m not the kind of girl who gives up.

I waited for years to take my revenge. Voytenko destroyed my family — and now it’s his turn to lose what he holds most dear. I’ll kidnap his daughter, ruin his deal, and make him suffer. But she’s nothing like I expected… Now I’m no longer sure which one of us is truly the captive. And whether revenge is really what I want anymore.

I am the beast. That’s a fact I accepted long ago. The scars on my face are just a reflection of the ones buried deep inside. And that’s exactly why I need a beauty. Not for love — of course not. Love is a luxury I can’t afford. I don’t need a woman who’ll pity my scars. I need one who’ll see the real me — the beast — and won’t flinch. Someone who’ll play by my rules. She’s insane — that much is obvious from the moment I see her. Bold, defiant, with fire in her eyes that makes my own scars burn even hotter. She’s determined to make my life a living hell, to turn my days into chaos… But I’m not the kind of man who backs down. This deal will be hell for both of us. But maybe — just maybe — in that hell, we’ll find something real. Or destroy each other completely.

It was supposed to be a simple con. A white wig, blue contact lenses — and I was someone else. Someone ready to become an insufferable girl with a wild temper, all to sabotage my best friend’s date at a masquerade ball. But there was one problem: the "groom" turned out to be my boss’s son! The more I tried to play the fool, the more he seemed intrigued by me… or at least by the version of me I was pretending to be that night. The next day, my boss was suddenly hospitalized, and his responsibilities were handed over to… his son. Now he’s my new supervisor, and I’m completely under his control. Caught in the unexpected twists of fate, I unwillingly become the heroine of a story where Cinderella isn’t looking for a prince — but still can’t escape her own "magical" ending.

Yasmin: I've always been the kind of girl who believed in the power of little things. My bakery isn’t just a business — it’s a place where people find a little slice of happiness in the middle of their everyday lives. But now, everything I’ve worked so hard to build is at risk because of yet another big development project. And the moment I met Felix Levytsky, I knew he wasn’t just a businessman. He’s my biggest problem… and maybe my biggest mistake. Felix: I’ve always gotten what I wanted. But this stubborn bakery owner, Yasmin, is ruining all my plans. She’s not just an obstacle — she’s a mystery I can’t stop thinking about. And the more she resists me, the more I want to prove her wrong. But maybe… I’m the one who’s wrong. Because what if our paths have already crossed before?

I had to work one year at Cherniak’s company to get an apartment from my father. The task sounded simple enough — if it weren’t for one little detail: my boss. Hlib Volodymyrovych was a true tyrant who drove me absolutely insane for an entire year. And just when I had only one month left to reach my goal, we had a massive fight — and I was ready to walk away from everything. But fate threw me a curveball: Hlib had an accident… and lost his memory. So what did I decide? To take full advantage of the situation! Pretend to be his fiancée? Easy. Make him fulfill my every whim? With pleasure. But can I survive this last month and actually get what I came for? Who knows — because Hlib might not be as simple as he seems...

Life has a twisted sense of humor. I loathe the actor I work for—arrogant, self-obsessed, shameless. The walking definition of everything I can’t stand. Yet fate’s cruel joke? I have to pretend to be his girlfriend to save him from scandalous rumors. I’d rather spend Christmas behind bars than next to him. My one rule: absolutely no kissing. The only perk? Watching him suffer from it. But with his relentless teasing and devilish smirks, I’m not sure how long I’ll last. If Daniyar thinks I’ll fall for his charm, he’s in for a rude awakening. This is war—and I play to win.