"I don't get it." He shook his head at me, his frustration clear in his eyes. "Why can't you just let yourself be happy, for once?" "What makes you think I'm not happy?" I crossed my arms over my chest, my eyes narrowing into slits as I met his gaze, refusing to back down. "Maybe the fact that you're always fighting with me?!" He gestured between us, as if this moment were all the proof he needed. "You really don't get it." I scoffed. "Don't worry when I fight with you, worry when I stop because that means there's nothing left for us to fight for." *~*~*~* Bethany Watley has never had a easy life, but she has never let it stop her from fighting for what she wants. She didn't let it stop her from getting a surgical internship at Seattle Grace Hospital and she's not planning on letting it get in the way of her becoming the best surgeon she can be. Though, even with her dreams laid out clear in her mind, she could never have expected the drama that Seattle has in store for her. [Seasons 1-6] [Book One in the Stitches duology]

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[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.