"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦ Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the dangerous lifestyle he lived. Not only that, but she didn't expect for him to be so incredibly good-looking. Adrik Zolotov, the Russian mobster that everyone called "Mad Hatter". His insanity and crave for blood left him the most feared man of all. All he wanted was power and those around him to fear him. For a man recently diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, everyone believed him to be emotionally incapable of ever loving anyone. . . Imagine their surprise when he meets Avelina. ❦ "Mr. Zolotov, I have to make sure you bathe before I leave. It's apart of my jobs protocol," she said softly. The truth was that he made her feel nervous. There was so much coldness and evil in his eyes, it left a chill to run down her spine. "Fine," he stated before walking over to his bathtub. Her eyes followed his movements as he pulled off his shirt causing her to lick her lips and quickly look away. She could hear the sound of more clothes falling onto the ground until the sound of water running littered her eardrums. "You assist when asked, isn't that right?" He asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten into the shower. "Yes," Avelina answered. "Bathe me." ❦ Dangerously far from cliché

Her definition of fun consists of two words: Racing and Killing. With her brother being a powerful mafia leader, she can kill anyone who wrongs her, knowing all too well that the bodies will immediately be disposed of. But what happens when they have to move away and come across the people they never wanted to see again? Now they are forced to join the mafia war. And what if the end of the war is just the start of something more painful? ****** She effortlessly caught his wrist, twisted it so hard we heard bones cracking, and finally stabbed him in the throat, for a second she just held it there, obviously enjoying the sound of him choking, she then twisted the knife and finally pulled it out. ****** WARNING: This story will contain swearings, murders, betrayal, A LOT of drama and breakdowns as well as dysfunctional, fu**ed up family moments. *ALL THE PHOTOS USED ARE TAKEN FROM GOOGLE. I DO NOT OWN THEM! Highest ranking: #1 at streetracing #3 at strongfemale

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𝙎𝙃𝙀'𝙎 𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙇, 𝙈𝙔 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙇. Diana Blake was who everyone in Hawkins wanted to be or be with. Her family name held power in the town and she wore her popularity like a crown. Until she discovered that her crown was made with thorns, that is. Everything she knew came crashing down around her, and in the chaos, she happened to lock eyes with the newest transfer all the way from sunny California. There was something familiar in her angel eyes and Billy Hargrove was determined to figure out what. Seasons 2 & 3

"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

When new to town Tiana and her brother Alex Cook come to start their school year, secrets are daring to unravel. Having new friends, new love interests, and new hobbies doesn't stop the two from continuously looking over their shoulder in paranoia and fear. Will they be able to trust instinct and stay away from their terrifyingly deep past, or will it come back haunt them? Will this year be the same as all the rest or will they finally be able to let their guard down and fit in? _______________________ #1 in Senior on 2/24/20 #2 in girlxboy on 5/20/20 #5 in Haunted on 7/26/20 ~Haylieemariee1: Hands down the COOLEST epilogue ever!! ~ShanawazKhan2: Awesome story and the ending was awesome to hate it that it ended but all the good things do come to an end and have a happy ending loved every bit and part of this both the books were awesome ~Crimson928: Aw loved it so much! ~karolglina: THIS ENDING WAS SO BEAUTIFUL MAN I LOVED IT STARTED 7/28/19 COMPLETED 11/18/19

In a city overrun by the corrupt and crazy, driven by greed, lust, and desire, Remi Goldridge's sweet nature and strong moral compass are strange and unheard of. Beasts of nightmares roam free here, taking and doing whatever they please. When Remi's father buys her one of the most dangerous creatures in the world as her slave and personal bodyguard, she is terrified, and wants nothing to do with the dangerous beast.

The bride in black popped onto the screen and I jumped throwing my popcorn, and my arms over my face. I had buried myself behind Liam. "I thought you liked scary movies?" I felt my face blush, "I lied." He laughed and held his hand over my eyes, "I got you, Em." Sarah looked from across the room, "Gross, Liam, don't touch her. You know the rules." Secretly, I had hoped he wouldn't care about the rules. I mean, weren't rules made to be broken? Book #2- Boarding With The Brooks is now on my profile as I update each chapter!

"Your mouth may say you hate me," he whispered, "But your hands...they say otherwise." His eyebrows raised pointedly at my touch on his chest, face wearing a smug and condescending look. "Shit." ••• When pessimistic, straight-A high school student Della Anderson finally succeeds in getting over a messy break up, Luca Meyers proves her wrong by reappearing in her life with a stack of books and the need to graduate. As a favour for his insistent mom, she agrees on tutoring him. However, a fire that seems to have died long ago is ignited and the both of them struggle with the intensity and fragility of first love. Notable rankings: #1 - good guys (01/31/21) #1 - tutoring (08/14/21) #20 - high school sweethearts (11/19/21) #23 - first love (01/31/21) #20 - teen fiction (11/15/20) #32 - high school (07/21/21) #46 - comingofage (07/31/21) #70- betrayal (05/13/21) Copyright, 2017 @dimplesanddonuts. Moved to this account in 2020. All Rights Reserved @Zanzan112. Cover credits at xFakingaSmilex. Thank you so much!

"I know what you're doing," I said, pointing my spoon at him and he cocked a curious eyebrow, "Is that so?" I nodded as I spooned more pudding into my mouth and straightened my back, "You're trying to intimidate me, make me spill my secrets. I have none so your psychology-ridden methods won't work on me." "I don't buy it," he grinned mischievously and I shrugged, "There's not a price." He walked towards me and placed his hands on either side of me on the counter, leaning in so almost our noses were touching. I cleared my throat and shook my head, "Elliott, you have to stop." A smile graced his plump lips as humor danced in his eyes, "And why's that?" I wriggled out of his stance and hopped off of the counter, eating another spoonful of the delicious goodness, "I want to see where things go with Dean. He's your brother so why are you doing this?" "Doing what?" He asked, knowingly. He asks so many questions. "That thing you do. That smile. Your touches. The way you look at me, Elliott, please." --------------- Cameron Moore, a troubled girl from a small town in England, flees her dark past and wounds up living in her sister's house in America to attend university. She turns friends into family, involuntary love interests, and eventually finds herself in a love triangle with two brothers despite telling herself she has no time for romance. Will she stick to her promises or will she give into her love affairs even after everything that happened to her back in England? #1 in Recovery on 5/15/20 #6 in CollegeStory on 9/20/21