In a world where vampires have taken over, humans are treated like dirt underneath vampires' feet. Humans are considered inferior to the vampires. They treat the humans awfully and force them to abide by their laws. Once a year, King Ulric, king of the vampires, chooses a different town in the U.S to pick young girls to be his servants. The jobs the human girls are forced into can range from being a cook to being the King's personal play toy. However, no girl has ever returned after being taken back to the kingdom. This year, King Ulric decided to stop in PotterTown, eighteen-year-old Amaryllis Westbay's town. Amaryllis was an intelligent, young girl who thought she had her whole life ahead of her, that was until the vampires took over. What will happen when the vicious, stone cold vampire meets the innocent human?

"You slut! Just because you got a space in my room, it doesn't mean that you will get a space in my heart so just stay the fuck away from me!" He yelled at me as he punched the side of my wall I know he hated me but living all my life with this hatred is just too much. "I know and don't worry! I will never love someone like you so please just rest assured and don't even bother to acknowledge my existence!" I yelled back One thing that I know is that I hate this guy for sure. I will never fall for a jerk like him!

You were a 19 year old girl who worked at a strip club as a bartender, the most dangerous mafia boss owned it

(Book 3) Nova is healing from a broken heart from her childhood sweetheart, while also being the capo of the Italian Mafia. Jordan is a police officer who is losing faith in the system. He has never had a girlfriend because his dad told him a woman would only weaken him. He never wanted a girlfriend until Nova. One day Nova is picking her best friend up from collage when she sees the most attractive guy she's ever seen, Jordan. What will happen between the Capo and police officer? One of them is a blessing the other is a curse.

(Part 2 of BlackHeart) The continuation of Mia and Domani's story after Dom walks out on her in Paris, unable to wait. Will the two find their way back to each other or is the damage done for good? (This storyline touches on trauma cycles and PTSD. It's not just a toxic story for toxic's sake. Over the series these matters will be addressed. As in real life, things get worse before they get better. Fair warning)

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

[18+] "You're mine, let me show you what that means." - #1 : Ava - 06.09.21 The first book can be read as a standalone btw! ______ [*WARNING; very mature scenes, language etc. 18+ is advised*]

Smut Warning 🤫🔥 _____________ I quickly snapped out of the trance he put me in before placing me knife at the side of his neck. "Alessandro if your lips touch mine I'll cut throat after breaking every single bone in your body" I said as his lips were almost touching mine. A smirk formed on his lips and he looked away from my lips and into my eyes. "Can we stop pretending like you don't want my c**k buried deep inside you that you'll forget the face of the first person you killed" he whispered "Just give in amore " he said ________________________________________________ Rosabella Moulin is an assassin Alessandro Romano is a ruthless mafia (Book cover by @_navyblueee_)