Rosalie O'Neil is sheltered and protected by her Irish mafia father and brothers. Taken out of her all-girls school during fifth grade, she's been tutored at home within thick iron gates for six years. No boyfriends, no sleepovers, no freedom. Her safety has always been her family's number one priority until they can't afford to keep her hidden from the new mafia man in town. Read on to learn about how an innocent girl changed the New York mafia game once and for all. **SET IN 1950s** [No images used belong to me. All credit to creators. All likeness to real people, alive or deceased is coincidental. Please leave constructive criticism! This is my first story :)] COVER ART BY: Casparita

"So we're not going to fuck?" He asked. I turned around to stare at him and shook my head. "No we are not going to fuck." I stated, closed my door with a bang and locked it . I heard his boastful chuckles and shook my head in amusement. This guy seriously won't give up. "You will fall for me sooner or later bellissima!" His voice spoke through the closed door. "Don't count on it!" I retorted back and fall on my bed with a soft groan. ________________________ Ryn Waters and Ace Reed are sworn enemies. With Ace being the son of the Italian Mafia leader and Ryn being a cop it was bound for them to despise eachother. But then something unexpected happens making Ace turn against his father only for him to turn to Ryn for help. It was only inevitable that she jumped at the opportunity to take down the leader of the mafia, the man who she watched murder her parents in front of her. *𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚* #1 newadult #1 true #1 badboy #1 loveatfirstsight #1 hatetolove #1 humor #1 tattoos #1 first #1 rising #1 enemiestolovers #3 possessive

𝐀𝐯𝐚 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 and her family of 5 recently moved continents after the tragic death of her beloved grandma to start afresh, once she starts a new school she wants to be hidden in the shadows for the whole of junior and senior year, she soon gets to find out her neighbours are the Reynolds, it wouldn't be that hard to blend in, right? 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬, the most popular guy in the whole of Eastside High, Blake finds a liking to Ava, much to Ava's dismay, all she wanted was to stay out of any drama, but that won't be possible when you're neighbours with Blake Reynolds. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚈 𝙰𝚂 𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺, 𝙸 𝚆𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾. 𝚂𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝙴 ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙍𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 : #1 on Bad boy {24.7.2019} #1 on Teen {26.7.2019} #3 on Humour {25.7.2019} #2 on Bad Boy Next Door {23.7.2019} #1 on Teen Romance {9.8.2019} #6 on Fiction {14.8.2019} #2 on Fiction {16.8.2019} #3 Teenagers {26.7.2020} #1 Bad boy {12.8.2020}

"Who made you be this way?" he asked curiously as he focused on me intensely. I scoffed, "The devil in disguise did. He burned me in hell." "Is he the reason for those scars on your arms and wrists too?" his voice came out so low, which caused me to pull the sleeves of my sweater further down. "He was. Besides, those are not scars, they are battle wounds." I sucked a deep breath in. "A battle with whom?" his eyes were filled with concern and I had to avert my gaze from his to the glass of water in front of me. "Myself." - Imagine falling so deep in love that you eventually lose yourself. Imagine falling so deep that you're scared you might never be able to forget him and all the pain, heartache and sadness he put you through. Imagine falling so deep that you find yourself crying your heart and lungs out on the cold bathroom floor in the middle of the night just hopelessly screaming and begging to get over him. highest rank: #30 in Teen Fiction [02/19/2017] Sequel: TIME WILL TELL ♡

She thought she lost herself in love, but in fact she was found. Copyright © 2016 by moonpilots. All rights reserved. {featured on the official wattpad romance page}

Carly Atwood always remembered the man that used to live in the loft above the barn when she was a little girl. John was her childhood crush, he was the guy she wrote about in her diary, and when he left her in his army greens, he was the first man she ever cried for. Nine years later, Carly isn't the eleven year-old girl John left behind. She grew up and moved on with her life, taking over the Atwood Ranch following her father's death. John isn't the man he used to be either; physically and emotionally scarred following his last deployment in Afghanistan, John is returning to the only place he ever called home, back to the loft above the barn and to the pretty blonde girl that's been holding onto his dog tags for all these years. ----- Title inspired by the song of the same name by Tim McGraw.