Phoenix watched her closely, his eyes darting down to her tongue that poked out briefly to wet her lips. He was being unwaveringly blunt, but that was just him. He wanted this girl; he knew that now. He was over being cautious and considerate- he didn't care about that shit anymore. Soft, beautiful, and sweet, Penelope was everything he wasn't-everything he shouldn't have; it was ironic, but it was also all the more reason why he craved her. • Book 2 in Dominant Series

♛𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄♛ "You like what you see , Jaxon?" He got up and came closer to me and replied. "I like you any day, Hour and minute." He grabbed my neck and slowly and started peppering kisses down my body . I let out a low moan and he whispers in my ear- "Remember when I said I was going to make you talk..... Well I am when I fuck the shit out of you." He pushes me on the bed and says- "Spread your legs. I want to see all of you." - THIS USED TO BE CALLED BUNNY TILL I REWROTE IT. COVER MADE BY ME OF COURSE:) [MATURE CONTENT]

Karina Russo is a 19 year old brunette with light hazel eyes. She has flaws. She's Italian with a mix of Mexican. Her Father was Italian and her Mother is Mexican. Karina's father is in the Mafia (she doesn't know). But we all know Karina gets taken. Because they (Lorenzo, Dimitri, Alessandro. You'll learn more about them later in the story.) continuing. They knew that Karina was his daughter and they need information about a dead man who isn't dead. Karina's personality and sharp tongue earns her a spot in Lorenzo's heart. Will Lorenzo and Karina still love each other despite everything they'll go through?

I hear a single pair of hands clapping coming up from behind me ripping me out of my thoughts. I stand up with my soar body and sweat dripping down every crevice. "I'm impressed." Millionaire guy says outside of the ring. "Welcome to the Mafia." He says simply and turns around. Wait. What?? "Mafia?" I ask suddenly hoping I heard him wrong. He turns around with a smirk on his face. "Yes, since you defeated my best fighter. Now you're my best fighter. Welcome to the Beneveti Mafia." He says with a big smile on his face. Oh hell no. A surge of anger went through my veins and I couldn't control myself. I sprint out of the ring and dodge all of the men trying to pull me back from this piece of shit I've heard about my whole life. I grab ahold of his shoulder to swing myself over him and body slam him on the concrete but he counter acted my hold. He swung me in front of him holding me in a hold with a sharp object up to my neck. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, pretty." He says whispering in my ear. ----------- Brynn Vera Moretti is a 21 year old girl who can fight better than any man. She gets captured by the Beneveti Mafia. The leader Mauro Nazario Beneveti sees she's an amazing fighter and feels she could be to good use. Join her on her journey with the Beneveti Mafia and new friends she makes down the way. *This book is dedicated to my niece Brynn. You're the love of my life and when you're old enough to read this I hope it gives you the power to be who you are.

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬" "The bartender and the Mafia Underboss" How long can it take before the line between sex and love is blurred? NEEDS EDITING! Cover made by @ladameid <33

Dads Best Friend / Business Partner Sad i have to put this. But... EVERYTHING IN THIS STORY IS MADE UP! FAKE! (updated January 31st 2018) Book one of three. #51 -Him (Tue, August 18th 2020 -180k reads) I hate repeating myself even though I've put it in the first few chapters. This story is currently being edited. So only the first few chapters are written out better. Understand that being a writer is very stressful and its hard to get out updates and edits while dealing with other personal issues.

"w..what are you doing here?" I said as I stood there with wide eyes staring the most handsome man I've ever seen. " I don't think that's the right way to welcome someone princess ". He said as he made his way inside my house. " P-princess?" I asked confused. why's he calling me that. " Yes. you don't like that?" He said smirking as if it was a casual thing. I decided to leave the topic because the main question was not what he was calling me the main question was what was he doing here. so I reminded him of my question " I'm sorry Mr. Smith but c-can you t-tell me w-w-what are you doing h-here. " He frowned at my question and started coming towards me. I backed away. After a distance I stopped backing away I stood there because I was trying to show him that he doesn't affect me. But what he did next clearly affected me. he pulled me by my waist. My head literally collided with his chest causing me to leave a soft gasp. and whispered in my ear which were covered with my hair " I've came to tell you that you're mine princess. just mine." What!!!

Luna Adams was betrayed and traumatised by a Certain Six whom she, at the time, considered friends and confidants, at Westview High. They ruined her. Their lies, greed and secrets had turned Luna's world into her own waking nightmare, forcing her to flee at the end of sophomore year, leaving behind the ghosts of her trauma. Now, she's back for her senior year with an insatiable thirst for vengeance for what was done to her. The truth will come out, and their secrets will burn. She has nothing to lose anymore. There is not a line in this world too great for her to cross in order to achieve this. Even if it destroys her in the process. No rules. No mercy. No regret. They made her a villain. Now, they'll learn to fear her. *** "Touch me again and I promise I'll teach you the definition of a bitch" *** Thank you to @sh-atteredheart for the cover :)

The man in front of me couldn't be real. My body stayed paralized as I eyed the immortal being. His face sculpted into perfection. It made doubt my whole sanity trying to understand how this man wasn't an angel. Quite the opposite actually. His jaw was sharp. His expression deadly enough to destroy a person's soul just with one look. His eyes red as blood itself. His short black hair blowing against the fire around us. His body itself was a sin. He was made to turn women into sinners for awakening forbidden desires in them. His shoulders were broad. His chest hard and sculpted. He was tall and handsome. Every inch of my sacred body was instructing me to give into the temptation. His dark scrutinizing eyes roamed over my shivering body and a 'devilish' smirk found its way on his immortal face. "What is your name, female?" His deep voice melted like chocolate. The hot air around us seemed to grow hotter as I found myself compelling to his charms. "Amara," I whispered. "You are-" I took a deep breath, afraid of pronouncig his name out loud. He could sence my fear. And he loved it. He fed on it. "Say it little female, who am I?" His tone was dangerous. "You-" I stuttered. "I'm The Devil"

Eleanor Nightingale is pursuing her career as a professional ballet dancer at the Royal Ballet School in London. However, not everything is at it seems. Adjusting to life in London, she soon crosses paths with a man who will turn her world of peace and happiness upside down and be thrown into a world of pain and suffering. All it takes is for someone to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She went to help, but ends up being blamed. Her life will never be the same as she goes head to head with London's most notorious and fearsome man, Oscar Hendricks.