"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" He scoffs, black eyes emotionless. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬." She was a girl born in the midst of a war. She was the forgotten child. The sister of the girl who sacrificed herself, saving the boy with the lightning bolt scar. He'd come in the night, ripping away everyone she had ever loved. He'd taken away her family. He'd shattered her beyond repair. "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" She asks, blue eyes hard. "𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." She was raised to only know neglect. She was raised to only feel pain. She had been thrown away by her own blood. No one ever paused to ask for her wellbeing. No one paused to make sure she was all right. "𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄!" "𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫." She was raised to know anger. She grew with only pain. She was raised with no family. She was being choked with a fiery chain. A fiery chain of loneliness A chain of regret. A flaming chain of loathing. An overwhelming drown-age of emotional debt. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐈 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬." No one expected her to be more than just a poor orphan. No one expected her to have power beyond what anyone knew possible. The wars would come to pass. The wars would kill millions..... Yet she was their only salvation. The world needed her to save it. It needed help. Why would she help a world with such darkness in it? Why would she ever try to save something that killed her soul? "𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠." "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Just as she was learning to love again, starting to feel like she had a family.... She was ripped away from

Leila Aliyev grew up with her abusive step father and neglectful mother and had only herself to rely on. When Leila was sixteen and her mother died of a drug overdose, she was forced to run away or be 'taken care of' by her twisted step father, Paul. With that thought, she packed her bags and fled hoping she'd be free and be able to live a normal life. She was wrong. Almost four years later Leila had worked from house to house as a maid. She was bought and sold by many different people, some sane and some insane, so being an 'object' was the only thing she'd ever really known. When her most recent owner decides to get rid of her, she is once again put on the market waiting to be bought once again. Little did she know the next person to buy her was one of the most dangerous men in the world... Dante Constanzo the leader of the Italian Mafia. Despite his God-like looks, he was terrifying. He was everything Leila was not; intimidating, authoritative, controlling and he got everything he wanted. When Leila catches his eye at the bidding, he wants her and what Dante wants he gets. Will Leila be able to cope in the midst of Dante's formidable life whilst having her past constantly torturing her mind, or will she leave? After all she seems to be...Maid to Run. WARNING: This book will contain a lot of strong language, mature content, violence and content that may be triggering or upsetting to some readers. Read in discretion. *VALENTINA ROSE IS MY PEN NAME - NOT MY REAL NAME

*COMPLETED* Catherine Cavenon is as broke as it gets. Working long hours at a night club earns her just enough to last a week. Unable to pay rent or feed herself, she has turned to upmost desperate way to gain income - pickpocket. Her life goes by a certain routine until she is almost ran over by Layton Grim. He is everything she is not. Rich, successful, cruel and heartless. What will happen when she makes the dreadful mistake of stealing his wallet? And more importantly, what will the dangerous sin do, when he'll meet his match? ---- She found herself backing away until her back came in contact with a wall. Even then he didn't stop, closing the distance between them until he was standing directly in front of her. His palms slammed against the wall beside her head, his arms locked into place. He had successfully trapped her, preventing her from leaving. They were inches apart, staring into each other's eyes. Catherine felt her heartbeat speeding up as she stared up at him, having no other choice. "You'll work for me, otherwise I'll send you to jail for larceny. It's your choice. Take my offer or...don't..." She felt her breath hitch. "You don't play fair..." "I never do." He smirked haughty. "Welcome to your new workplace, Spitfire."

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

******************************************* "No. I think it's a great idea. Then maybe I'll get the Queen that I was promised, not some little princess!" "You heartless bastard. I wish to God that I had never, ever married you." ****************************************** Lizzy never knew what it meant to be brave till the day of her wedding. Being brought up like a princess in the Mafia world she was always taught about responsibility and what it meant to be a queen. But when married to a stranger, she finds her values being tested more than ever. Slowly loosing control of her life and freedom, she hopes for nothing more than for someone to save her. When she learns there's more to him then his arrogance and his empire, perhaps her hero is only down the hall. HEY WATTPAD READERS, I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS STORY, I lOVE IT. IM AIMING FOR A LOT OF VOTES AND COMMENTS SO PLEASE DO!!! GOOD OR BAD, IM OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS

I love his arms around me. They make me feel safe and loved. That is, until I see what he does with his hands and then I run for it. I left him in the dead of night, cut all contact with him. But I know he's out there, looking for me. Pov: Logan I chase her through halls of the mansion, as she wears a bed sheet. She laughs, as I chase her. I love the way she laughs, it does things to me. Catching her, she smiles up at me. "Do you love me?" "What sort of question is that?" I ask her, before kissing her and showing her how much, I truly love her. I thought we were happy, but that changed, when she seen me do the one thing, I promised I would never do in front of her eyes. I killed a man, with the hands that have touched her. But now, she runs from me and I don't blame her. But my little mouse, will come back home. To me.

-COMPLETE- [09. 10. 20. - 03. 06. 21] Angelo Giovanni had eyes for a certain fiery black haired beauty. No matter what he couldn't just get enough of the petite minx working as an exotic dancer working in his club. Ariel LaRusso has had a passion for classical ballet for as long as she could remember. But she also had a passion for exotic dances, sensual music and her body on the twelve feet high pole. Dance. Music and Sex. That's all drove Ariel. That was all of took to keep her sane. She was perfectly okay with no strings attached relationships, and that was wonderful because Angelo didn't want to settle down. At least not any time soon. Some unfortunate events of the night, drives both the Ballerina and Underboss away. But eventually they find each other, because they can not help but come back for more. But what will really keep the Underboss and his Ballerina together? Will they even ever be together? Will the Ballerina have her long wanted happy ending? ____________________________________ WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS ADULT THEME, SEXUALIZED SITUATIONS, GRAPHIC CONTENTS, MATURE LANGUAGE, and in NO WAY is APPLICABLE for readers under 18 years of age. Don't contain any fluff rainbow stuff. Proceed at your own risk. THIS IS A TOXIC BOOK ____________________________________ [Book 2 of the Mob Boss Series] ____________________________________ ____________________________________ ©-2020- all rights reserved. November O'Riley. Romance fiction ____________________________________

James Parker was always the loner and the nerd but most people didn't know he was the heir to one the worlds biggest company and he would one day be one of the most famous people. when he took over he had many girls after him because he was hot, fit and rich but he's only ever had eyes for one girl, her name was Georgia Penney, she was one of the schools biggest nerd and his only friend throughout high school until she moved states after getting into a top college. It would only take them two to bump into each other to meet again and to have James stalking her and having any guy who flirts or looks at her in the wrong way disposed of. Started 11/2/16 Finished {not complete yet}

This is a love story between a man and a woman. If only things are as simple as they sound. Mr Kieran Knight, CEO of an Insurance Firm and Co-Owner of a Private Investigation Agency. A handsome and sexy man with no emotion what-so-ever. Growing up without parents and the occasional mafia running into his office has drained the blood of his dark heart. Easy nights with a line-up of women for him to pick from, are common and plentiful in his attempt to fill that hollow void of his heart. For a man empty of emotion but full of charm and money, would he ever expect to feel something for the engaged woman that just burst into his office? Miss Alina Simmons, soon-to-be married to a businessman and heiress to one of the world's biggest International Bank. After her mother's death from the result of a mafia dealing gone wrong, it has become her life's mission to keep out of any gang business and to protect her father. Her wedding is only a day away, but with her father in hospital and her fiance's shady 'car accidents', she decides to make a trip to the Insurance Company handling the claims for her fiance's many cars. With trust issues, insecurities, a shit load of money and a hot body, how will Alina fare against the very alluring Kieran Knight? Crashing into his office seems like a good start. ================================= Guess who's back again? Hey lovelies! I'm back with a new book and I don't intend for it to be long but we'll see how the story progresses ;) 1. No copying, plagiarising of any sort. If I find out of such activity, I'll get Kieran to pull his gun out on your thick skull :') 2. Got the inspiration for this right after I was done with the first draft of 'Eros' Destiny'. ED really wrecked my brain and I wanted to return to Earth for my next book so here we are. XD Hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it! :D With love and regards, Janice GoldShaken

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE." He yelled glaring at me. I couldn't help my tears. Why is he doing this? "Honey, Hunter please listen-" I started but he just cut me off. "DON'T CALL ME THAT." He said taking a threatening steps toward me. "You are so good." He said grabbing my arm harshly. I lowered my gaze. "I gave you everything." He said coldly. "And you go sleep around. And with my damn brother." He said which just made me angry. "I did not cheat on you Hunter." I said loudly. "If you could just listen to me." I pleaded crying harder. "Get your ass out of my house now!" He said dangerously. "Hunter, please." I said putting my hand on his arm. "Hunter, I'm pre-" He cut me off again. "Just get your things and leave." He said walking away. Twenty years old Stella Simmons thought was happy, didn't think that someone would want to harm her. She was married to Hunter Knight, the only man she ever loved. Ignoring the fact that he was ten years her senior, she gave him everything. Everything wasn't enough apparently. Be careful who you trust... *****