A bet. A call. And maybe something more. "Wow. Someone's excited." "Of course I am, you picked up!" "Yeah, like isn't that what you're supposed to do when the phone rings?" "At midnight? On new year's?" "Yes, some people have better things to do than shoving their tongues down a random strangers throat." "Like what? Attending a random stranger's call?" And what happens when these phone calls turn into an escape for the two strangers? One who can only hope to escape his past and the nightmares haunting him. And the other one, who needs to find out the secrets buried in the past before it's too late. •-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• Started 20/05/2022 •-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• Best Rankings: #9 (out of 419) in alittleromance #9 (out of 769) in midnightmemories #10 (out of 900) in phonecalls #14 (out of 182) in dialoguestory #22 (out of 938) in mayhem #31 (out of 1000+) in conversation #37 (out of 1000+) in disaster #39 (out of 1000+) in richkids #72 (out of 1000+) in call #81 (out of 1000+) in teenagelove #87 (out of 1000+) in pranks

"Love is a strange emotion-it strikes when you least expect it." -Moonwriting Sebastian King They call me the Lucifer of the Mafia. The God of Death. The man who bends Europe to his will with a snap of his fingers. And yet-none of that power could have prepared me for her. Erika Carter. She wasn't supposed to matter. She was just another piece in this rotten world I rule, another soul pulled into the sick "Auction" I've hated all my life. I should have walked away. But the moment I saw her defiant eyes staring back at me-unafraid, unbroken-I knew she was mine to claim. Only... not like the others. I didn't buy her to destroy her. I bought her to refine her. To protect her. To own her. To burn for her. But Erika Carter doesn't bend. She pushes back. She tests me. She looks at the devil and smiles, daring me to fall into the one trap I swore I'd never believe in- Love. And God help me... I'm already falling. Erika Carter He thinks he owns me. He thinks money, fear, and power can cage a woman like me. But Sebastian King is about to learn one brutal truth- Two can play this game. If he wants me, he can have me. But he doesn't get to write the rules. I do. Because when Death itself falls in love... even kings can bleed. ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains dark themes, including violence, bloodshed, abuse, and sexual assault. Read responsibly.

*sequel of Mercy* After the tragic 'break-up' that has taken place between Athena and Vincenzo, she went to college to busy herself and distract her from the heartache he caused. It's now a year and a half later, and Athena has returned home for the holidays. She has matured in many ways and promised herself never to be naïve again, to never let someone in her heart that easily. She swore to never succumb to anyone - especially if that someone is named Vincenzo. But as soon as she lays her eyes back on Vincenzo, all that she has promised herself flies out of her mind. She starts doubting all her promises because she knows that she won't be able to resist his charms. And deep down she wonders if she really has moved on from him.