[COMPLETED] [UNEDITED] Athena Vasilios had just figured out that her parents had been leaders of the Italian Mafia. Unfortunately, they've passed away and passed it down onto her. Athena isn't ready in any way to lead a mafia, as she's just getting used to everything. When Grayson Alvarez, the leader of the Spanish Mafia, steps in and offers to help her, he doesn't expect to fall in love with her along the way. He's a ruthless murderer who wouldn't hesitate to shoot if they were in his way. So why is he hesitating for Athena? He shouldn't let her see him without his mask, he shouldn't let her help him with his wounds, he shouldn't let her sleep in his own bed and walk around in his t-shirts. He shouldn't. But he can't help it. He feels this growing attraction towards her and he can't fathom why. But why does Grayson feel the need to want more? He needs more. And he will stop at nothing until he's hers. - "I'll take all her pain away. Make her dreams come true. And I'll continue to love this girl with every fiber in my body. I'm addicted to a drug that I didn't even know existed, and I never want to let go." - Grayson Alvarez.

There is nothing more beautiful than watching an innocent angel fall apart at my sinful actions. I'm going to ruin her. •••• "You know," she whispers, "Everyone would be disgusted by the things I would let you do to me." I smirk. She's made for me. "Tell me," I said, "Tell me what you would let me do." I rub my thumbs across her cheeks. She grins up at me, looking so fucking pleased with herself. "Can I show you instead?" -------- Amorette Ávila is just trying to support her family and make something of her life. She meets a man who changes her perception of all things. Augustine Eros is a dangerous man, one who kills and controls crime, and that scares her. She wants to look out for her brother, but that only leads her closer to the man she fears. However, he finds something in her he's never found before, and he's addicted. She sees through his rough facade, and her curiosity seems to drive her interest. She's an angel to him, and he thrives off of it. She is his drug, and he wants to overdose on her.

They say that nowadays, love cease to exist. It's just a myth. To which it never existed. That it was just in fairytale. Or in movie's, book but not life. But Ezra helped me prove them wrong. It not just a myth, it doesn't just happen in a fairytale. It happens not often, rarely ever. But it happens. ~ Nevaeh Summers life just start to work out. Until she met him. She finds herself tied to a man she can't seem to shake off. Ezra King, Mafia leader is feared by everyone. Until her She was his addiction, the one he crave for. Will Nevaeh be the one to melt the ice that is shielding his heart? Or will he corrupt her before then? "His my Greek God" "And She my Goddess" Start: December-12-2021 Ended: March-9-2022 2k reads 1-2-22 3k reads 1-6-22 30k reads 2-25-22 60k reads 3-12-22 100k reads 3-30-22 || Highest Rank || #1 in mafia love 2-5-22 #1 in happiness 4-1-22 #1 in funny moments 4-26-22

''I want you out of my life! I don't want to fucking see you!'' His voice got louder. ''Then I'll do what you want!'' I stutter trying to walk away from him, but before I got to do that he pushes me against the wall again. He lifts my chin up and looks straight into my eyes. ''But my heart doesn't want the same thing.'' He says underneath his breath before he crashes his lips into mine. Matthew Bayaroads, 28, is one of the richest people in America. He has everything, Money, Cars, Houses and much more that people dream of having. Every woman wants to be with him and every man wants to be him. Nawal Hassan, 22, is a poor Muslim woman who lives in a small village, but that doesn't mean she can let people look down on her. She's a strong woman who always talks back when she sees or hears something wrong. Matthew finds Nawal interesting due to her behavior, he knows she's not like every other woman. Day by day he finds himself stuck on her as Nawal is stuck on him too, but the problem is their love for each other is unacceptable. He's Atheist and she's Muslim. *Ps: I wrote this story when I was like 14, and I'm 17 now so believe me. It may be cringe as fuck, but enjoy people (;* || HIGHEST RANK - #1 HIJABI ON 14/12/2019 || || HIGHEST RANK - #4 ASSISTANT ON 7/12/2019 || || HIGHEST RANK - #1 FORBIDDEN ON 22/2/2020 ||

"I'm marrying your daughter." "W-what do mean you're marrying my daughter?" "James, you failed to pay what you owe so now I'm going to take something from you, your daughter and I shall make her my wife." "P-please, I don't want her or my wife to know about my gambling addiction." "It's a bit late for that... Don't you think?" * * * Valentina Rosetta Martinez, 22 years old. She has a normal life... Or so she thinks that she does , she works in a small cafe and she lives with her mum and dad. The thing she doesn't know is her dad has a gambling addiction, her mum doesn't know either and things are getting worse for her dad. What happens when James, Valentina's dad has to give her away to Luca Marino, the 25 year old ruthless billionaire playboy? Secrets will unfold... There will be heartbreak, love and betrayal.

[The Mr Series #1] ❝oh, you silly girl. didn't they ever tell you?... rich boys don't have hearts.❞ Don't speak to them. Don't go near them. Don't breathe within 3 feet of them. The prestigious Attwood Academy was home only to the richest and most regal teenagers not only in Britain, but in the entire world. However, there is a particular group that separate themselves from the rest; only the most admired, most sought after group, and they don't want 'commoners' to pollute their air. The Elites. They could end you without even touching you. That's why Jolie stayed away... sort of. ___ COMPLETED p.s. this is the first draft and so I will be thoroughly editing it (eventually) (BOOK #1.5 IN THE MR SERIES IS ON MY PROFILE)

Book 1 in The Life and Death Duet This is the story of a boy who didn't think he could ever love somebody and a girl who definitely didn't believe in the idea of it. The story of Ace Morano and Harper Santos. They went from childhood friends to complete strangers due to an accident that cost them her memories of him and a broken heart on his part. Years later, they become friends. She now only knows him as the boy who's been known to be ruthless and cold, not the boy she'd known long ago. Could he help her remember? They were complete opposites, yet alike in some ways, but still got pulled together by an invisible yet strong force... Love. Was that enough? And most importantly, would that change both of their perspectives on it? Two souls living two completely different lives. With different pasts. With secrets they both refused to reveal. Could they make it? Will she fall for death before he can catch her? _______________________________ "Harper." he stated, blankly. His deep voice almost gave me a heart attack. I looked at him, slightly shocked. Wait- How does he know my name? Is he going to kill me? I gulped. "Ace." I muttered quietly and looked away, back to the river view. I sighed, taking it all in again. ©2021. All rights reserved. magdalenaandi. -Maggie T. cover artwork credits: Artist, Boyana Petkova highest rankings: #2 in deathandlife #2 in lovestory #2 in teenromance #3 in chicklit #31 in romance #7 in highschool #18 in love #6 in fallingforthebadboy #2 in familyproblems #1 in childhoodsweethearts #2 in teenlove #2 in boyfriend

Someone notice. Someone please notice. Anyone. Anything. Everything. She begged invisibly, silent screams shooting from her bleeding lips as she threw anxious glances towards strangers who stole them without a care. Her blood was alive, but her body was dormant. Her brain sent shock waves to the heart, breaking it piece by piece as shards of ruby lodged their way into her veins. Strangers walked by...unnoticing...preoccupied...robotic. She stood on the slight hill of the yellow line, scruffing green stains from her pearly white shoes...the grass always was greener on the other side. She had survived for so long. Silently. Successfully. She didn't want to stop...but there was no other choice. No. There was never a choice. She wanted to live...to explore...to see, what she could be. The only thing stopping her were these people. These strangers, who walked through her like a poltergeist, an angry, confused and wicked presence they disregarded from their lives. The thing adults were always most scared of...their past selves. The poltergeists of their adolescence. Spirits of long before, the times in their lives they wanted to miss. The reality was, she was a ghost. Was alive, and would be dead. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Amelia has a regret: she's tired of living. Blake has a secret: he's tired of dying. When two worlds collide, and tracks cross into a collision of intrigue and attraction, two strangers embark on a mission to save each other, after Amelia gives Blake nine days to convince her to carry on living... A list of lives, that of which neither have lived, is set in motion, and nine days of wonder, adventure and heartache begin as the stranded souls search for what they've been looking for. Apart, Amelia and Blake are polar opposites...but together, they're a twisted reality of reckless euphoria.

In a world of monsters, is it possible to find the beauty in each other? Ice melts... Power ignites... Bonds forge... Just in time to clash with the impending storm on its way. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "I think you have lost your mind," Soren suddenly muttered. Then it happened: Annika grinned. A glowing warmth lit inside, heating her cold interior. There was something extraordinary about the simplicity put into a grin. The anguish lessoned, and suddenly anything was possible. Surely the sky could fall if Annika could smile? "What makes you say that?" She asked as she continued her movements. The grin acted as a soothing balm on her aching heart. Annika might've been crazy to become so easily uplifted by an everyday facial expression, but crazy seemed like a much better term to be than slave. "Only a lunatic would approach me in my slumber." His eyes remained shut, and he didn't object to her petting, so Annika didn't stop. "Well... you wouldn't know if you were asleep?" "Mmm," the sound vibrated like a guttural hum, "I awoke the second you entered." "Did you?" Annika asked as she turned her head to study his face, but this time, his eyes were open, revealing those beautiful pits of colorless depths. --------------------------------------------------------------- (WARNING: MATURE CONTENT OF ALL KINDS *EMPHASIS ON THE ALL PART*) Highest Rank: 48 (thanks to you beautiful creatures)

Two families The son of one The daughter of the other One, the dark prince of the world in which they live The other, the queen in a world that is entirely her own He is seen and worshipped by all who meet him She is invisible and lives in the shadows Two mysteries Bound by coincidence Repelled by hate A hate so strong that perhaps it could be mistaken for something else He is her dark prince She, his shadow queen But can they put away their shared stubbornness and allow themselves to to give in to each other ? To consume one another To allow themselves to fall Or has the hole they've created been dug too deep ?