DO NOT READ!!Undergoing editing When Scarlett Hayes gets dragged to the most known and famous club in New York by her best friend Jada,what are the odds that she catches the eye of the most feared and notorious Italian mafia boss? He claimed her,made her his and worshipped the ground she walked on. Will they be able to outweigh the problems that come with both their existence? ~ "Sorry,I-I have a boyfriend," "Princess.A scrawny little boy isn't going to keep me from claiming you," Started:18/11/2020 End :03/03/2021 ~ Top rankings: #9 in romance #1 in claimed #1 in hot #1 in inoccent #1 in mafia #1 in mafiaboss #1 in doctor #2 in mature #2 in completed #3 in graphics #3 in possessive #5 in youngadult

THIS WAS WRITTEN IN MIDDLE SCHOOL SO THE WRITING WILL BE BAD. READ AT UR OWN RISK 🚩 "If I tell you..we might never talk again." I whisper, he apparently heard it. "Try me." ═ ═ ═ ╰☆╮ ═ ═ ═ Isabella is just a good girl with outstanding grades, she never rebelled or did anything to make her mother mad. Even though she seemed like she has a good life, she is constantly bullied by her secret crush, Joaquin. What happens when she gets tired of the misery and explains to him what's been going on in her mind for the past year. Does he even like her back?

(Sequel to 'Pranking the bad boy') "Ryder, let's go!" I called over to him. "Will you just wait?" he asked, looking up and smiling like a little boy. "For what?" All of a sudden there was a clap of thunder and rain started pouring down on us. I gasped but felt somehow comfortable. The rain was warm and engulfed us in a warm blanket. Ryder turned around to face me. I smiled at him and he smiled back in return. "You're unbelievable," I chuckled. Instead of answering, he walked over to me and tucked a wet piece of hair behind my ear before swooping down to kiss me. I clutched his soaked shirt in my hands and enjoyed this sweet moment. __________________ Ryder and Kennedy are in their senior year of high school. The school year has almost come to an end and as a surprise, the seniors are taking a three week school trip. France - Italy - Sweden Those are the choices they have. Well... not really choices. Their names are written on a piece of paper and chosen from randomly. Will they all go to the same place? What's going to happen if they don't? And even more importantly: what's going to happen if they do all go to the same place? __________________ Thank you to Ayiah_Jaddo for the amazing cover!!

" Was it hard?" He asks. " Letting go?" He nods. " Not as hard as holding onto something that wasn't even real" I say. ------------------------

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

"Make me some eggs. Im starving" I beg him. This as*hole here doesn't want to feed me. "You know baby doll, I have another pair of eggs that you can eat" He winked at me while I blushed. "I changed my mind" I said. Im going to get you back, pretty boy. Im going to make you regret got not feeding a crazy ass teenager. "Fine, suit yourself." He said bluntly. "oh and baby doll, we're going to the beach with the gang" he said quickly. "Really? Im so eggcited!" I squealed, emphasizing the egg. "Really mature,baby doll,really mature" He said while shaking his head and laughing lightly. This boy will be the death of me.

I never cared about the tattoo on your forearm until your arms were wrapped around me. And maybe it was by my own naivety that I never saw your scars.. or your unfaltering desire to survive. I have a little theory about the kinds of guys to stay away from. You did not make it on that list, because I knew exactly who you were from the very beginning. And how can you get hurt when you know that someone will never love you? My rule is to never, under any circumstances, fall in love with a good guy. Because when he leaves, you cannot hate him. You will think of all of the things he always did right; hating him will be so impossible, and loving him will still be so easy. Because he'll want to be your friend. And you'll want to be his, too. But catching up with him every 6 weeks will not be enough for your heart, and being his friend will be the most elaborate method of self-harm. Because he'll still be the boy you fell in love with. When it's all said and done, he won't be anyone except exactly who you knew he was. And how do you fall out of love with the same exact characteristics that made you fall in love in the first place? So don't date a good boy. Because when a bad boy leaves, at least you saw it coming. When a bad boy leaves, at least you can hate him. When a bad boy leaves, at least you can tell yourself that you were an idiot for falling for him in the first place. I'm the idiot, and my name is Claire. [#6 realistic] [#48 romance-comedy] [#219 adventure] [#179 drama]

I've discontinued this story because of writer's block and because I've lost the book with all my planing for this book If you would like to rewrite this story please be my guest but please tag me in it so I can read it please Isabella Brown, a 17 year old girl with a very optimistic view on life with a very curious nature, along with an abusive mother and a lawyer dad, that only cares about taking down the Italian mafia, because he was a lawyer before he was a dad and she knew that even if her mother beat her black and blue he would only tell her she was weak and a failure, so she started to do hand to hand combat, she was surprisingly really good at it and picked it up really quick. then after her mother had told her they were moving and to pack up the rest of the things in the attic, then her life took a drastic turn on what she found.....read to find out what Isabella found Book started in December of 2020

BOOK ONE OF THE BLACK SERIES -- "Well, behalf of my dick, who cannot speak for himself," Kade said simply as he watched over my face, one of his eyebrows risen, "I would like to say for him that he doesn't care about my brother's feelings at this current moment - or his reaction to the photo." "Well, I do," I muttered, my sentence coming out muffled in my hands as they covered my face. "Do you know how this makes me look to the public eye? To be sleeping with my boyfriend's older brother?" "Look on the bright side, Em." I didn't even spare him a glance as I shook my head, grunting. "Emara, look at me." My hands were pulled away and Kade stared at me, his vibrant blue eyes twinkling and his dirty blonde hair covering his eyebrows. The sight of his effortless beauty made my hard glare slightly soften. "You know I won't tell him if he finds out, you know me," he mumbled to me, "but I'm not going to lie to him when he finds out and say that if I had the chance to change what we've been doing, I wouldn't - because I would do it again without a second thought."