He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

"𝗡𝗼, 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘄." 𝗜 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗽, 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗿𝗮. 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀. 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘀𝘁, 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿. "𝗦𝗵𝗵, 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝗝𝗮𝗰𝗸." _____ "How many people have signed that contract?" "9" he says bluntly, like he knew I was gonna ask him that. 9 women have signed it, been with him like i have. I'm number 10. "I don't get it," I say, putting my fork down on the table. "You don't get what?" "Why do you make people sign that thing? I mean, Jack doesn't make his girlfriends sign a confidentiality contract!" my voice raises, and I bite my lip to stop myself. Theres a long, filled silence in the room as he raises his eyebrows at me. "I like being in... control," his words sends a shiver down my body. His stern eyes shoots at mine, and his lips purse as I try to figure what that means. "But.. How? What do you want me to do?" "I want you to give yourself to me... completely." -- - transferred from old account. Written: June 28, 2017 - July 15, 2017

Rosalina, 24 year old whose family was just killed by her abusive Fiancé, escapes to New York where she gets sent to live with old best friend and Mafia Boss, Alec Salvatore. 27 year old Alec, a cold and dark man who would stop at nothing to have things his way. He was cruel and manipulative but when Rose got involved, that all changed. Not knowing that she might've traded one problem for an even bigger one. "No strings attached." He licks his lips and I don't think I've ever wanted anything more then I do right now. "No feelings." I add. "Good because I can't get your pretty little body out of my head." He growls, placing more kisses to my jawline. He can't get me out of his head. I suppress a smile from spreading on my lips. "So is that a yes?" He reaches down under my shirt, grabbing my breast. My back arches, slightly for him. God, this isn't good....but it feels too good to stop. His hands feel so intoxicating on my body. I just want more. More touching, more of him. "Rosalina, I need words." He demands, kissing me. Placing my arms around his neck as I play with his hair, "What would happen if I said yes?" I tease. "It means you are mine to please and vice versa. Something we both want." He says, his body towering over mine. Both want.... His hands on my breast, kneading and playing with me. I feel like I'm going to explode. "No strings attached." I reiterate, my lips lingering right below his. "No feelings'.' He responds, almost too quickly. "Think you can handle that?" "Yes.'' I lied. We both did. All rights reserved.

"𝘐𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯." 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘰𝘸𝘯s 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 - 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴. Number 1 in hot 🥇 Number 1 in erotic romance 🥇 Number 1 in rough past 🥇 Number 1 in perfectly imperfect 🥇 Number 4 in sexscenes Number 1 in devotion 🥇 Number 1 in mafia princess 🥇 Number 1 in English mafia 🥇 Number 1 in hottie 🥇 Number 1 in power of love 🥇 Number 1 in food disorder 🥇 Number 1 in emotional roller coaster 🥇 Number 1 in luxury 🥇 Number 6 in mafia Number 9 in completed Number 20 in rich Number 5 in mobster

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 is a 18-year-old single mother. She is nice, caring, a wonderful mom. She is in her first year of college with a five-month-old baby girl to take care of. She isn't looking for anyone but what happens when someone sweeps in and steals her heart without her noticing. 𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐄𝐋𝐈 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 is a 19-year old college student. He is your typical bad boy minus the sleeping with someone else everyday. He's blunt, doesn't care about anyone, and has no patience's. Except for with her he can't seem to act that way. What happens when a little baby melts his heart but that mother completely steals it? With Aulora being a single mother and Kai being a reckless boy will they ever see eye to eye? Will their differences keep them apart or make them closer? Warnings in book. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒- #1 in baby mama: 6/17/22 #1 in single parent: 6/30/22 #1 in college romance: 6/20/22 #1 in teen romance: 6/21/22 #1 in sunshine: 6/23/22 #1 in babies: 6/26/22 #2 in good girl: 6/17/22 #2 in beach: 6/17/22 #5 in love story: 6/23/22 #1 in heartwarming: 6/4/22 #1 in soft spot: 6/23/22 #5 in college: 6/23/22 #1 in college student: 7/17/22 #9 in humor: 6/20/22 #10 in young adult: 6/23/22 #14 in possessive: 6/23/22 #1 in badboyxgoodgirl: 7/12/22 #1 in badboygoodgirl: 7/12/22 #1 in strangertolovers: 4/11/23

Emory Hart is a simple woman. She loves her family, enjoys her trips to the book store and to the coffee shop and she can never turn down her best friend when it comes to random nights full of chaos. She's content. All it takes is one run in with the one person she never seemed to win over and a surprise visit from her brother to shift Emory's whole world on its axis. After two years of successfully avoiding him, Emory's "simple" and "content" are about to morph into something a bit more frustrating and confusing and it comes in the form of her brothers best friend. Adrian Harley is a man of control. He's easy going and has charmed his way into the hearts of the entire Hart family. Emory has always been his biggest challenge. It's not because he can't win her over with the same easy going routine he uses with everyone else. It is simply because he can't find himself wanting to. No, what Adrian seeks from Emory is something much more intense. Darker. It's only because of his relationship with her brother that he swallows all of those urges for the sake of his closest friend and his own sanity. When Adrian offers his guest room to his best friend, he comes face to face with the one thing he can't have and his self control begins to snap. Adrian finds himself crossing the one line that was silently drawn when befriending the Harts. The line that leads to the one woman he isn't allowed to want. He's unleashed. Obsessed even. And she thinks he hates her.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.