𝑃𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐼𝑆𝐸- (𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛) 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛. (This is my first ever book, it gets better as it progresses trust me) Elena Rodriguez is a normal 20 year old, abused by her father but with one secret... She's been sold to the mafia, and forced in an arrangement. Leo Hernandez, is a 24 year old who runs the most powerful mafia in the country. What happens when he sets his eyes on a girl and will do anything to make her his? What will happen when her father sells her to Leo as a way to get money? What will happen when an enemy of Leo's find out about Elena? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Why do you get so worked up if another man even looks at me let alone touches me?!" I shout in his face making it clear that I want a straight up answer. "Because your mine! Your my wife!" He exclaims. "Your so bipolar I swear" I mutter under my breath looking down at my hands. "What did you just say to me?" He pins me against the glass shower wall, holding my hands above my head. Oh shit. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ First few chapters aren't too good but they get better I promise. (I hope) I'm not a good writer so please don't hate, I was just writing for fun, and somehow it got views! This is a fast paced love story! - This is the first book I have ever written so please keep in mind of the bad grammar.- Tw- Strong language Mature themes Some sensitive subjects

**COMPLETED*** This is book 2 and can be read as a standalone but I recommend you read "Fated" first. Something caught my eye and when I looked up in the mirror I saw Rykan stepping inside, shutting the door and sliding the lock in place. My heart hammered in my chest as he approached me. He came right up behind me, setting his hands on my hips, never breaking our gaze through the mirror. "Kora," he murmured, stepping closer until my back brushed against his chest. His hand slid down to the end of my skirt and he flattened his palm against my bare leg, sliding his hand up my skirt. "I'm married," I blurted, swallowing hard and trying to ignore how much I liked the way it felt having his hands on me. "Hm," he grunted, narrowing his eyes as he continued his ascension up my outer thigh. His touch sent tingles all over my body, sending heat right between my legs. He gripped my leg and suddenly turned me, his hand now palming my ass as he pulled me against him, his teeth scraping against my neck as his other hand up to my neck. "Didn't seem to bother you when you had me down your throat last night," he said, wrapping his hand around my throat and lifting his head to give me one of those heart-stopping stares. "In fact, I believe you started that, angel." Koralie always felt that there was a part of herself missing. A part she hadn't yet discovered. Stuck in a toxic marriage, she's navigating her way out of it when she meets Rykan, a mysterious stranger she feels an undeniable draw towards although she isn't sure why. Things become even more intense when he starts showing up in her dreams, claiming he is a werewolf and they are mates. An even more unexpected turn of events comes when Kora starts looking into the supernatural world and finds it is not as foreign to her as it should be. Warning: This story contains very mature themes including brief mentions of abuse, mature language, mental health and sexual content.

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

She was just a girl who wanted to know about her real family. He was just a boy who stay in his bestfriend's house more than his own foster parents'. She finds out the truth about her real family, her dead parents and her older brothers who have been looking out for her for the past years. He met his family again because of her. Everything was going fine between the family and friends.. Until an enemy decided to come back to finished what their grandfather couldn't. Cover by @SophWritess1 This story isn't that great considering I wasn't serious about it in the beginning. There are lots of plot holes, grammar mistakes, things that don't make sense. I was thinking about taking it down but then I decided to just finish it quickly since there are a few readers who like this.

You all will get to choose the cover after a few chapters get published! AZRON AND AZEALAH'S HUMAN LOVE STORY! CAN BE READ ALONE! He absolutely hated her because he loved her. She made him feel emotions that were foreign to him. He goes crazy without her but even crazier with her. The bubbly girl pounced everywhere he went. His mother always warned him about drugs but never about a sweet and innocent bubbly 5' girl with crazy ideas and a loud mouth that never knows when to stop talking. The mother at the orphanage always warned her about bad people but never taught her how to identify them. He's crazy for wanting to listen to her rants all day long and she's crazy for becoming the most dangerous man's addiction. She was the bubbles of happiness in his life. ------- The man's eyes widened in fear as he suddenly turned around and started to run away upon seeing the most dangerous man behind the girl. "That's right! Run away! I'll never marry you! I got a gun and you don't." She small female giggled and sang as she jumped up and down to celebrate her victory. She then realized that the poor man that she forcibly grabbed was still behind her. "Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to steal your gun. Or point it at you. It's a really nice gun! Can I decorated for you? Also my name is Azealah. What's you name? Mother taught me not to speak to strangers so tell me your name so we'll no longer be strangers. Hey! Where are you going?" She yelled the last question as he grabbed the gun from her hold and walked away. "Somewhere." His deep voice said. "I'm going nowhere. Let me come to your somewhere." She demanded and stood right in front of him. He stared at her for a second before starting to walk away once again only to have her skipping her way to follow him.

Her laughs echoed the walls. His demons occupied the rooms. She lit the flame within him. He made every fiber of her body happy. He was the Mafia king, and she his queen. Or In which a girl loves a dangerous man who would give her the world while also destroying it. Sequel to 'Young God'

"Did he hurt you?" I shook my head under Seeley's massive palm. "Did he touch you?" I shook my head again, the nervous feeling in my stomach somehow disappearing. "Did you want him to kiss you?" These were all said through gritted teeth, but I could tell the last one was different than the other questions he had asked. I shook my head again, and Seeley dropped his head, shaking it softly. His head was at boob level for me, and I was scared his hair might brush against one of my girls. I stuck my tongue out after a few seconds, and his head snapped up, raising an eyebrow at me. "Did you just lick me?" He muttered, snatching his hand away from me. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I blinked up at him innocently as he rose back to his full height." Shoutout to @Laurellwrites for the amazing cover! Thank you! :)

Madeline Winters. When people hear that name whispered in the halls of McGregor high school, they think one of two things: a quiet and somewhat awkward girl to pick on, or nothing at all. What no one realizes is that they're tearing her down with each hurtful remark. Cue Asher King moving into the school, acting as his surname immediately upon entering. With his tattoos, cigarettes and rough attitude, he's anyone but someone you would want to befriend. However, he also takes an interest in her that no one else ever has from the first glimpse into her empty eyes. What he doesn't realize is just how much of a shell she's become. *deals with eating disorders #1 on mental illness - 1/26/20, 7/8/20, 12/21/21 #1 on boy - 2/12/20, 1/4/23 #2 on bully - 4/1/20 #1 on high school - 7/6/20 #1 on sad - 8/16/20 #2 on sad - 11/5/21 #1 on funny - 8/18/20, 1/25/23 #1 on ed - 11/30/20, 12/19/20, 3/25/21 #2 on girl - 12/22/20, 11/30/22 #2 on acceptance - 1/7/21 #1 on abuse - 4/11/21 #2 on teen - 5/21/22 Completed November 1, 2021