Prequel of Alex's life before Ace. Alex had become one of the most feared men in the country, but how did a normal kid wind up being the right hand man to the most dangerous mafia boss?. Cover design: noahshawswifey on instagram.

I walked barefoot across the huge battlefield. My white dress stroke the lifeless bodies, I carelessly walked over. "She's here!" the king yelled in relief, and with a quick swing of his sword he ended an enemy soldier's life. "I thought you were calling for reinforcements? We need an army, not a single woman!" the prince yelled back over the noisy crowd. I liked the deal from the king, I could devour thousands of souls today. Although one day I would take him and his cheeky son too. My eyes turned black, I was hungry, I needed to fill my own emptiness. The king stepped aside and bowed his head respectfully. "No son, an army wouldn't be enough. That's why I called her." __________ A descendant of death. Everyone fears her power, her character, her abilities. There aren't many creatures that can rival her. But what happens when she meets someone just like that, someone whose ability brings chaos? What if someone gives her cold heart a new flame? Does this create an alliance? Or a war of the Immortals? ---------------------------------------- This is my first story on this Wattpad account, I hope you like it! Maybe you know me from tik tok already :)) (ma_ddie0210)

Neveah Russo is a naive girl with big dreams and a bright future ahead of her that was until she collided paths with Ace Mernandez, the leader of the ltalian Mafia who believes love is an unnecessary social construct he wants nothing do with. All he is good at is fucking and dumbling. Neveah happens to be one of the individuals that is involved in his late night endevaours. Only one problem, He went raw, she wasn't on birth control She has two options A: keep the baby and expose herself to a life of danger or B: abort the baby and flee the furthest away from the mob as possible And he will do anything to protect what rightfully belongs to him. Read to find out more.....

"You have no idea what you fucking do to me, princess." He says while slowly closing the space between us, his lips brushing against mine. I had the urge to hold back a moan as he pressed his lips against mine. And God he tasted like heaven Warning: Mature language and mature scenes

Randomly scroll through these dares and the chapter you landed on is the dare you should do. As simple as that, right? this book also contains 100 dares. have fun with that ~~DISCLAIMER~~ If you get hurt, grounded or scolded because of one of these dares, I will not be responsible of anything. Do these dares at your own risk. Good luck 😘

my light, my misery, my tainted blue. ↳ I didn't mean to break your heart. • • • • • • where a girl in fear of being alone meets a boy who's fear is companionship. 2# - grieving 1# - summertoremember

He walks me backwards, getting dangerously close to the edge of the building. "You're a suicidal maniac and you don't even know it." He looks me up and down, lowering his tone. "But I see right through you darling" - - In which a troubled girl with insomnia meets the new boy in town, who happens to struggle with the same disorder. When fate continues to bring them closer, she inevitably catches feelings; with only 3 problems standing in the way. 1, Her incredibly controlling boyfriend. 2, Her raging trust issues. And 3, the new boy's secret past, which once revealed with change her life forever and thrust her into a journey she never could have prepared for. - - - Content warning: Contains themes of depression, murder,, suicidal thoughts, sh, substance abuse, deep discussions, etc. If any of these trigger you, I don't advise reading on <3

Philophobia (n.) is an overwhelming and unreasonable fear of falling in love, beyond just a typical apprehensiveness about it.

a collection of short poems/bits that make you long for real love (i'm sorry) :')

Privileged. Self-obsessed. Born with a silver spoon in their mouths. The inner circle of Upper East Side royalty. But that stereo-type is only half of the story.