Aonung's unhelpful and deeply incorrect guide to become the perfect manly leader. Or 6 times where Aonung failed at being the "manly and masculine" man his uncle taught him to be because of Neteyam and the one time he succeeded. (And also me using this as an excuse to preach about Neteyam's beauty because I can).

Attraction, desire, and sinfully beautiful, Mika Santana is a devil with the face of an angel. Despite her tragic past, she's never given up her ruthless pursuits for success and vengeance which leaves little to no room for matters of the heart. But when she collides with the Morterero's boss, she starts to feel something in her chest. A rupture. A melt. A lightness that can change her world in ways, she never knew. Asiel Morterero is a timid artist trapped by the nightmare of his older brother's death. The unexpected death forces Asiel into a world of guns, drugs, and violence with the legacy of his family weighing on his shoulders. But despite being thrown into a deadly world, he's never stopped seeing the beauty in the world... including the heart beneath the icy, flirtatious exterior of a woman he shouldn't want. An escort. His savior and downfall all wrapped in one. Their love is never supposed to happen- but when it does, it unleashes secrets that could destroy them both... and everything they hold dear.

I do not own Encanto or any of the characters! They belong to Disney! I don't own any of the art in this book either!

"What can I say? People like to watch. If they're willing to pay, why not let them?" . . . Margeaux is a bad girl with good girl intentions. All she wants is a steady home with whatever family she has left. With no GED, no credit, and no bed to sleep in at night, she's willing to do almost anything to make a change. Her best friend Jamie has made it big in Hollywood. As she tries to keep up with the busy LA scene while getting back on her feet, she dips her toe into the world of Only Fans. Things take an unexpected turn when she amasses a huge following. When friends turn into enemies, and strangers into threats, there are only two men she can trust. She finds herself falling for them both. Too bad they're already dating each other. Margeaux's life was never by-the-book, but what is the reality of trying to get your life together while getting paid to strip for strangers on the internet? . . . A/N: Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences. This story is stand-alone. You do not need to read the prequels to understand this one, but this story and the comments will contain MAJOR SPOILERS. Please remember to vote and comment!

Violet Maddox is the daughter of the leader of the largest American mafia in the country. Although she knows her father is a cruel man outside of their home, she has never seen that side of him. Talon Maddox has put all of his effort into preserving his daughters innocence, even in the midst of his criminal activity. Even though she's nineteen, Talon insists that someone stays to look after her when he goes on business. Enter Niklaus. Niklaus Hale is the son of the leader of the biggest Italian mafia in the U.S.. Taught at a young age that violence is key, Niklaus has grown into a man who has a hot temper and an iron fist. When assigned to watch over the daughter of an ally, he reluctantly accepts to keep the peace. What happens when tempers flare, boundaries are tested, and an innocent girl has a smart mouth? Read to find out in | My Mafia Babysitter | *Mature language & themes*

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"Get your filthy paws off me, you asshole !" Her voice dropped a few degrees when she looked over him. "Mighty temper you have there." His Texan drawls awakening something in her. Regina shakes herself, inwardly. She was about to wring her hand out of his, when he took hold of her waist, bringing her body tightly snugged against him. "Let me go. You bastard !" She felt his mustache tickle her cheek, her insides quivering. No no, she shouldn't feel something like this especially for a guy like him. Xander takes a hold of her neck, making her look up at him. Hatred shone in those brown golden eyes of hers. "Next time you call me bastard, you won't like it." "Your threat means nothing to me, you bastard !" She smirked cruelly at him. As if she won the battle. However, she was very much mistaken. "Wrong answer." His hard mouth meshed against hers, swallowing her anguish cry. Before he went on any further, he whispered cunningly, "You call me that again, this bastard will fuck your brains out till next Sunday." ----------------------- Regina McQueen, a private detective is asked for her service to find out the mysterious murder of the old Falcon Fitch lady, living in Texas. The elegant and vast Ranch house lies under the caretaker of Xander Davis, who will be in charge of Regina's staying while she tries to unravel the mystery. However, as the mystery goes alongside, Regina is distracted by the ex-drill sergeant with his bulky 6ft 4inches tall and mouth watering muscles and let's not forget, the twirling of his sinister mustache. He pushes her in a way she does not know how to respond. Used to flattening guys with her intimating persona, she may have met some one just a hell more scary than her and she hates it. A distraction can be deadly when handled wrong, can Regina resist anything including the temptation called Xander ?

It all started with a tall, dark and handsome man at the bar, perfectly flirtatious and wickedly charming. But that man was not the man Astrid ended up in bed with that night. If only Astrid had a few more cocktails that night, she could have chalked it up to a drunken mistake with her over-protective best friend. It wasn't the booze, unfortunately, but the way he'd held her when they danced and the way his lips had captured hers and sent shivers down her spine. It wasn't that Astrid didn't believe in love, she'd just never felt it and kept her heart under lock and key until the right man came along she could trust. She trusted this man every single day of her life, but he was never meant to be this for her. He was never meant to explore every inch of her body or whisper words of seduction in her ear. Jonah Dawson was the last man she was allowed to fall into bed with or fall in love with. Not because he was her best friend, but because he was also her father's. And her godfather. 18+ Strong sexual content and language

Venus Williams had everything most could only dream of-a life of privilege, sophistication, and the kind of effortless success that came from never having to struggle. At Burbington High, she was untouchable, a student of high society, reigning supreme as Student President. Politics, manipulation, and control were her weapons, and she wielded them with precision. But there was one thing she had never known: the true depth of love or pleasure, and, perhaps more crucially, the harsh sting of pain. Her life was a perfect, curated world, until she found herself stuck in the most unlikely of places-a tight corner, humiliated and sneered at by none other than Frank Harris, the school's janitor. The encounter was unexpected, and frankly, beneath her. Venus wasn't used to being challenged, let alone being taken down a peg by someone like him. Frank Harris had seen the worst life had to offer. Born from the grittiest circumstances, he had learned early that good things never lasted, that hope was a fleeting thing. He had long since stopped believing in anything but his own resilience. Yet, he couldn't seem to avoid Venus. She was always there, in the most compromising of situations, and every time they crossed paths, they couldn't help but clash. Their exchanges were filled with biting sarcasm, insults, and a constant, unsaid tension. They bickered, they degraded each other, and still, they circled around one another, two forces that couldn't help but collide. Neither was willing to admit it, but something about the constant pull between them was undeniable. The question remained: How long would they keep circling? And when the inevitable finally happened, would they crash, or would something deeper, darker, rise between them-something neither of them was prepared to face? [ The Fifth Book of V-Series] A Standalone Novel.

In which they seek comfort through each other Jennie and Aaron's pasts was both terrible, they never had anyone to comfort or care for them, growing up in abusive households they both stopped seeking comfort and care from others, that is until they both bumped into each other at school, and for some reason they became attached to each other right