It's been 15 years since I was kidnapped by the all feared Capo di Capi. The Most Ruthless Man Alive. Cold-blooded Killer. Feared Boss. Just by hearing his name "Adriano Basilio" there blood runs cold. But he is The Love of My Life.. Since our victorious win against our fathers our lives have been filled with many, many, many children. For once we were at peace. Well as much peace as a Mafia can have. But the day comes when everything is questioned.... Even my babies... What's gonna happen when the Basilio Council in Italy questions Everything and Everyone? Who will win?..... *Book 2 of the PTMM Series. Please read Prisoner to Mr. Mafia before you read this. Thank you!* *This book contains Violence, Sex, Foul Language, etc.*

Rosalinda is a normal werewolf. She is the daughter of the Alpha, she has an amazing best friend and overprotective brothers. She feels safe and content. But what happens when she finds her mate or should I say mates? The Apollo brothers are the strongest and deadliest Alphas in the world. Their pack is known for killing without a second thought. Will Rosalinda learn to love these ruthless, deadly Alphas?

Josiah was not expecting to find hope the day he decided to help the young woman on the side of the road. But one thing he did not expect was for her to become the love of his life. Naomi lived the last few years of her life homeless. She was not expecting a good samaritan to help her during a storm. What happens when two people from different walks of life get together? AVAILABLE ON DREAME NOT A NAOMI CAMPBELL FANFICTION! Ranks 🦋 #1 possessive ~ 09.08.20 #1 bwwm ~ 09.20.20 #2 newstory ~ 10.06.20 #29 wattpad ~ 09.13.20 #39 lies ~ 09.13.20 #159 fiction ~ 09.13.20

CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

THIS IS A SEQUEL TO HE'S MY MATE I feel the cold stones pressed to my back, seeping through the piece of fabric I have on to cover my body, the concrete below just as cold. This room, wherever it is, is kept low, low enough to bring my body temperature down. I haven't been able to access my wolf since I had been drugged when they got me. I don't know who they are, some monsters that have kept me prisoner. I don't even know how long I've been here. I tried counting the days, but when there are no windows, barely any lights, and when you keep getting knocked out by drugs, it makes it impossible to guess. I feel the deep pit of despair coming back to swallow me whole. The mood swings I keep going through, they must be a side effect of whatever it is they're giving me. There's no way out of this, there's no way Alarik will find me, and there's no way I can break free. I give up pulling on the shackles that bind my wrists, the skin there rubbed raw and scabbing from all the times I've tried to pull them loose. Even if I had my wolf strength, they're made of silver. There's no way I'm getting out of them, not unless someone unlocks them with a key. *************** Following Allison's disappearance, Alarik has been on edge. He's seached the entire pack, looked every possible place near their lands and hasn't found a single piece of evidence that leads to her, and what's worse is he can't link to her. Something's shut off the access of her to him, and there are very, very few ways that could happen, and one of them is death. Alarik refuses to give up hope that his mate is still alive and while he wants to blame Hazel, the very demon who said she wouldn't stop until she was with Alarik, one witness actually saw what happened, and it wasn't a woman that had taken his mate. Alarik is racing against time. Time that if it runs out, he must marry the very woman he despises, and the time that's slowly ticking to find Allison alive. Cover by @_fangirling

CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

Whoever it was that said that money can't buy you happiness had hit the nail smack dab on its head. Ellis Carmichael had made his millions before the age of twenty. His patented internet site, hotexpectations.com was almost an overnight success. It was the main go to social site for gay men to meet and mingle; a very exclusive member's only website where the gay and bi-curious Sugar Daddies discreetly used to hook up with the Sugar Babies of their dreams. Now, a little over ten years later with thousands of matches made, making Ellis one of the wealthiest bachelors out there. He is now 34 years old, still single, and feeling very much alone at the top of his world. Ellis' mood took a nosedive with the realization that the holidays fast approaching and with it came all the festivities that just seemed to rub salt deeper into the gaping wound of his lonely heart. Especially Christmas, a day that only served to remind him of just how alone he was and he vowed to skip the tortuous celebrations this year altogether. All those happy people putting themselves in debt buying gifts, all the music and decorations, and especially all the happy couples and loving families on every corner you turn. That was Ellis' plan until one frigid evening after leaving his office; his driver and car nearly plowed over a little vagrant with stunning green eyes trying to cross the busy city street. Ellis' heart may be a little jaded but he was human, and he stopped to make sure that the boy who was literally swimming in his much larger threadbare jacket was uninjured. The little beauty was protectively clutching a little collection pot for the homeless. And something inside of Ellis had to make sure the young man was alright. Little did Ellis realize that he has just run into his Christmas Miracle...There will be no Bah Humbug for him or his little green eyed elf this year.

Being on your own and putting yourself through Medical School, you have to do what you have to do. Tristan is considered a prodigy having graduated high school at the tender age of 15, he went to college on a full scholarship. Now 20 and going into his second year of Med School the scholarship has long ran out and through a classmate he took a job that he had no choice but to take in order to pay for things his student loan didn't pay for and have a roof over his head. It wasn't until one night he was working that both his worlds clashed. His pimp had booked him and some of the other whores to service a party, but not just any party, it was a party that his Professor attended. See what happens when poor Tristan comes face to face with Dr. Tyler Hayes, the one teacher he had that has starred in his hottest fantasies he had ever had. The one teacher he had make sure he had a space in his class. Now he was so screwed, or so he thought.

Evan needs money... FAST and with no other option left, he goes to the only person who would make a deal with him, the billionaire... Donovan Steele. Sinking into debt and desperate to pay back loan sharks, aspiring actor Evan Beckett is willing to do anything to get out of the hole he dug himself in. With no other choice, he goes to Donovan Steele, a dangerously handsome yet wealthy man who only asks him to do one thing in return, for everything he desires. (CURRENTLY BEING EDITED) 18+ MATURE *Edited version*

"Il Mio Amore, wait and see what I have planned for you." Adriano said with a smirk that made my stomach churn. All I could do was turn my head away from his glaring cold eyes and pray that my father would come for me soon. My name is Gianna Alexeev and I am the daughter of the Russian Mafia boss. I grew up knowing the hard life of being in this particular "family business" and I absolutely hated every minute of it. When you think of the name Adriano Basilio you think of ruthless, cold-hearted, killer, murderer, merciless, cruel, heartless, callous, unlovable...etc. He is the boss of the entire U.S. Mafia business. He was the Capo di Capi. Boss of all Bosses. And he was my kidnapper. [THIS BOOK IS FOR 17+. IT HOLDS MATURE CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! INCLUDES: SEX, FOUL LANGUAGE, & VIOLENCE]