When Scarlett Hayes gets dragged to the most known and famous club in New York by her best friend Jada,what are the odds that she catches the eye of the most feared and notorious Italian mafia boss? He claimed her,made her his and worshipped the ground she walked on. Will they be able to outweigh the problems that come with both their existence? ~ Top rankings: #9 in romance #1 in claimed #1 in hot #1 in inoccent #1 in mafia #1 in mafiaboss #1 in doctor #2 in mature #2 in completed #3 in graphics #3 in possessive #5 in youngadult

*Third book in the sequel after Locke Down.* Kline I wish I had known it was you the first time I saw you. Or even the second time or third. But now that I know it's you, I'll stop at nothing to make you mine. Even if that means going up against your past. This is the third and last book of the series! Follow Kline on his path to finding his second chance mate!

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

"Do you realize this is what you do to me." He says wrapping his arms around me. One of his hands slid up into my shirt, sitting right under my breast. His breath gave my goosebumps as I felt my skin ignite. I could see Grayson behind me in the mirror. His nose skimmed my neck as his breathing deepened. "You don't understand...how much control you have of my body and soul Isabella. I would do...be anything for you. All you have to do is snap your little fingers and it's done. Anything princess." Graysons says darkly pulling at my panty line. -------------------------- This story isn't finished and I'm not sure if it will ever be finished Mature Scenes and bad language. Cliche and definitely not real. THIS STORY IS RATED R AND IS VERY SEXUAL. This story is not for everyone so if you don't like it, stop reading it. ---------------- June 3, 2021 #1: Wolf #10: Mate #8: Powerful #9: Beast #21: Alpha

NOW UPDATING ON KINDLE VELLA ONLY ~ Physical copies will be available for purchase once completed. **A MATURE FANTASY** Book #2 in the Elemental Heir Series. ******* "How long had it been? A month? Six? A year? More than a year? I didn't know. Couldn't say with confidence how long it had been since I had actually spoken out loud. I wondered if my vocal chords still worked... Or had they rusted over? Sometimes, I mouthed words to myself as I sat in the darkness. I didn't speak them... Just formed my lips around the syllables, just to see if my mouth remembered how. Sometimes I would sleep, and wake, only to lay there, un-moving, until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore, and then I'd sleep again. Over, and over... Sometimes, I'd open my mouth just to stretch my jaw muscles after going days without using them. Sometimes, I'd stand up and stretch my arms and legs and back after not moving for hours on end. Sometimes, I'd close my eyes and try, try, try... Try to feel the weight of my wings, which were no longer there." ********** ⚠️ WARNING! ⚠️ This is a mature book. This book contains graphic violence, adult situations, and sexual content. 18+ readers only. *********** #1 in ROMANCE ~ 5/01/2020 ***********

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

"Stop overthinking," she whispered, holding my cheek as she stroked her thumb. "Please." "I can't," I admitted, scrunching my brows. "I'm sorry." "Don't apologise," she said gently, her eyes moving to my lips. "You're doing so good." Theo Ferreira- full time student and part time tattoo artist. He's quiet, reserved and has no other interests besides completing his degree. Theo is focused, but his focus shifts when he meets a woman who brings out a side to him he didn't know existed. Nina Cantero- full time student and the occasional babysitter. She's curious and utterly bored with her abundantly bleak life. Nina seeks a new thrill, and sometimes that means fresh ink on her skin. What happens when her newfound craving leads her to a particular tattoo artist?

"Don't look at me like that." He says sternly. I clear my throat in embarrassment. "I wasn't looking at you like anything." I tell him and he rolls his eyes. "I see the lust in your eyes and smell it between your thighs. Don't lie to me, love." He says and I scoff. Kilo Apollonios: Daughter of WolfGod Apollo and Queen Hecuba. Rejected by her mother she was raised by her father. A kind hearted, innocent demi goddess she goes to a Gala only to met by the most intoxicating man she has ever met. Little does she know, he is 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣 Lucifer Morningstar: The beautiful fallen angel. He rules the underworld, known as hell. Looked down on by his many brothers and sisters yet he has the the most important, and the hardest job. Forced to attend a Gala hosted by his father, he meets her. His visibly innocent and pure mate. Will she accept him regardless of the terrible things she has heard about him? Can they make it through the bumpy ride or will they fall out of their seats? Read to find out!! Accomplishments: #1 in wait #1 in tease

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*