Don Seth Salvatore was the most dangerous man in London. Living two successful lives both normal and underworld, he was unstoppable. Alana Carsten's world was turned upside down the moment she said her ' I do ' to the vows that tied her entire life to the Don himself, thrown into a dangerous mafia world the fearless spicy twenty five years old was ready for any challenges coming her way. • book one of the Salvatore's series (can read as a stand-alone) • all images in the book don't belong to me, credit to the rightful owners • cover by @myyyraaa_

Samantha Davies', 19 years old, life is flipped over after she accidentally flirted with one of the world's most notorious criminals. He is infatuated with her. Thinking she escaped him after moving to the US for college, she tries to start her life over new. But the criminal follows her and soon not only he, but also the FBI is all over her life. Samuel Thomson, the Special Agent on the case,#2 in Love!tries to get her out of the situation. But can he do that without getting too emotionally involved? A spicy story about a workaholic FBI-agent and a college student with a thing for older men. Please enjoy! ~~~ #1 in CrimeFiction #2 in Love #14 in NewAdult {Word Count: 75.000 Words}

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

It's just another work day for Sophia. She's a waitress at a club that is rumored to be owned by the mafia. The owner of the club, Jared Royal, has declared the patrons of his clubs are not to be dated by his workers. That includes and especially means his two sons, Simon and Corey. Corey comes in that night with a bunch of other top level mafia leaders and Sophia serves them. She doesn't do anything that she's not supposed to when Corey suddenly grabs her arm and pulls her over the table towards him. "When are you going to date me, Sophia?" Corey demands. At that moment Sophia's world becomes turned around.

~Mature contents~ "Ava sat there by her self doing nothing but stare into outer space while her best friend was having fun dancing. Someone walked up to her and said to her. "hey may l ask the lovely lady that's sitting down her name"Ava looked up at the guy and blushed she couldn't see his face properly because it was dark. "Ava" she answered "what about yours," she asks "Vincent" Ava turned her head around and she watched her best friend on the dance floor. "Can I buy the lovely lady a drink" Vincent asked "I don't really drink but sure I came here to have fun so why not"Ava answered Vincent gave her a drink and they started having a conversation. Ava started to have more alcohol. "Why don't we go to my place" Vincent whispered into Ava's ear. She shivered feeling his breath on her ear and she nods her head and they both left the bar. ******** Ava finds out she is pregnant for a billionaire but doesn't have the guts to tell him. She wants to raise the baby alone. What will Vincent do when he finds out that the baby is his.

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."

18+ MATURE READERS ONLY Dr. Mark Woods tried to fight his intense feelings for his former, favorite student Monica. What started out as an innocent email to see how life is treating her, turns into explicit wants and desires he can only confess behind the computer screen, for fear he would ruin his reputation at this prestigious liberal arts university. Will these emails ever translate to the real thing or remain in the inbox? ***PLEASE NOTE!!This will get more explicit with mature dialogue*** Copyright © 2017 ReeCeMonique

Astrid Flynn's life was basically turned over when she caught her boyfriend and her best friend together. Being the oh-so sociable girl she was, she had no other friends and no one else to go to. But then like some sort of knight in shining armour, Kellan Cross swooped down and saved her homelessness problem. He became her next problem. He had a mask she couldn't see through. She was angry and hurt with no where to go. And they sought the help of each other.