Imagines from my Tumblr account. Will include stories of Jake 'Hangman' Seresin with fluff, smut, and angst. * = Smut

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Violet Maddox is the daughter of the leader of the largest American mafia in the country. Although she knows her father is a cruel man outside of their home, she has never seen that side of him. Talon Maddox has put all of his effort into preserving his daughters innocence, even in the midst of his criminal activity. Even though she's nineteen, Talon insists that someone stays to look after her when he goes on business. Enter Niklaus. Niklaus Hale is the son of the leader of the biggest Italian mafia in the U.S.. Taught at a young age that violence is key, Niklaus has grown into a man who has a hot temper and an iron fist. When assigned to watch over the daughter of an ally, he reluctantly accepts to keep the peace. What happens when tempers flare, boundaries are tested, and an innocent girl has a smart mouth? Read to find out in | My Mafia Babysitter | *Mature language & themes*

#1 and #2 Of The Devilman Series #1 - The Devilman's Epiphany✔️ #2 - The Devilman's Femme Fatale ✔️ #3 - The Devilman's Flower ✔️ Rex Elijah Rosetti, who's known among others as the Devilman, owns a gang with his father working beside him. They're the strongest and don't work with people till one day they decide to make a deal with the solivagants. In order for the deal to work Arabella who works with the solivagants needs to be married to Rex because her mother is the leader. Arabella's mother pushed her to be the best in the worst way possible which made her the woman she is today. They despise each other because they both are too stubborn to admit they could be good for each other. They both want to be free and Arabella makes Rex realise things he never thought about. She becomes his epiphany. Epiphany: (n.) A moment when you suddenly feel that you understand, or suddenly become conscious of, something that is very important to you. "ɪ Sᴇᴇ ᴡʜʏ ʀᴇx ᴡᴀɴᴛs ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ʙᴀᴅ." ʜᴇ ɴᴀʀʀᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʜɪs ᴇʏᴇs. "ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ, ᴀʀᴀʙᴇʟʟᴀ. ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏf ᴛʜᴀᴛ?" ʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟᴇᴀɴ ɪɴ fʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏf ᴍᴇ ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍᴇ. "ʜᴇ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏf ʏᴏᴜ. ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴏssᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ʜɪs. ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴀɴɢᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ɪs?" ɪ sᴀɪᴅ ᴍᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ʙʏ sᴏᴜɴᴅɪɴɢ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ. "ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟᴍᴀɴ. ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏf ᴛʜᴀᴛ?" ɪ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ. WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE THEMES

He practically dragged me through this long dark hallway and every time a tear slipped down my cheek I quickly wiped it away. I caught a few glimpses of other girls locked in cages and blood smeared here and there on the walls. What the hell was this place? "V-Vincenzo?" I whispered as we continued to walk down the hallway. "What." He said dryly. "W-Where are y-you taking me?" I said which caused him to stop dead in his tracks and he looked down at me. "Oh bambina, you've got a lot to learn." He said as he rubbed his thumbs my cheeks and before I knew it there was another cloth over my mouth and my eyes shut. The last thing I can remember is slowly falling into his arms. ****************** ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Previously titled Mafia CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN "Do I make you wet?" He asked me breathing in my ear from behind me. "No and you'll never be able to." I said smirking, proud I found my voice again. "Is that a Challenge? If yes then you're on Bella." ~ When Isabella Denise, the assassin for the French Mafia, finds out that her own people are plotting to kill her, the feeling of betrayal drives her to collude with the Italians. That's when she meets Giovanni Marco Enzo, the head of the Italian Mafia Family. He was everything from cold and self-centered to intelligent and calculating. More importantly, he was a known womanizer. What would happen when Isabella finds herself drawn to him despite the circumstances? ___________________________________ This Book Has Mature Content and Frequent Use Of Abusive Language. 18+ suggested but if you are under well I cant stop you, read at your own risk.

The bell above the entrance door rung, indicating someone had walked in. "We're closed," I called as I swung my head around to face the door. I froze when I saw a tall tan handsome man dressed in an all-black suit standing by the entrance, power and dominance radiating off of him. I closed my mouth quickly when I realised I was staring with my mouth agape. "I was just wondering where Mr Santiago is?" He asked, an Italian accent lacing his voice. I stared at him for a few a seconds needing time to process that this Italian god was actually standing in front of me, before getting a hold of myself and answering him. ~~~~~ #1 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 #20 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 #2 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧 #8 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #3 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 #12 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 #10 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 #137 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 #44 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #2 gangs

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

[editing...] A story about two confusing people who have no idea of what they're doing. Ellie Mae Miller enters her senior year in hopes of starting fresh and wanting to experiment more to her missed teenager experiences. One day she reunites with the one and only, Jae Foster. The one boy she falls head over heels for. The one boy she keeps on going back to. Is it her kindness that brings her back? Or is it him? What will happen when this one boy makes her life even more confusing? One boy she hopes in changing. *mature content*