Finally sitting in the plane, I took out my favorite book. It was a mafia romance book. Some people find it weird that I read those, but mafia books are actually my favorite. After a while I noticed from the corner of my eye a silhouette, definitely a man, sitting right next to me. Soon I could feel his gaze on me and my book. Normally it wouldn't bother me, but his gaze was so intense it made a rush of heat run through my body. I could feel my heart beat a little too fast, that I even started feeling a slight pain in my chest. But then something unexpected happened. The man beside me leaned forward and started whispering something that caused my heart to completely stop beating for a second. "I don't know why these books romanticize mafia bosses, but I can surely tell you that in reality, we're not that nice sweetheart"

He bites his lip, then leans in and kisses me. And the way he kisses me, is the mouth-on-mouth equivalent of saying it's go time. If we were in a PG-13 movie, this is the part where the scene would change to the next day. "I'm gonna take off my pants." But it's not, it's some seriously R-rated shit. ------------------------------------------------------------------- What's the worst thing you've ever done? No, I'm not talking about the time you cut class, or accidently flashed some old lady from the department store change room. No, I'm talking about something bone-chilling. The secret that creeps into your mind late at night, consumes you whole, grips you tighter than a teenage boy with an unsupervised internet connection. Twenty-one year old intern for the Portland Pirates, Rosie Labrun, definitely has a few. Some more Bridgerton level scandalous than others. But after finally managing to land herself an internship with a professional hockey organization, she's determined to leave her past in the filthy rear-view mirror. She's ambitious; and resilient; and won't let anything stand in her way. And things are going good...until Erik King comes to town. New captain of the Pirates and fan favorite, he's about as threatening as a dog in a Halloween costume - and definitely not Rosie's type. But after being introduced to one another after a press conference, he seems to have set his sights on this socially-awkward intern. And while that may sound like most teenage girl's dream of marrying a hockey player, finally coming true, Rosie has no interest in getting played with. That is, until she finds out the two have already been far more than acquainted with one another. Highest Rankings #1 in NHL - 06/03/2022 #1 in Novella - 12/11/2021 #1 in Books - 18/04/2022

***** MATURE CONTENT**** WARNING!! RATED R 18+ only This is a short, to the point book. I didn't want a lot of background and details. Just a satisfying quick read He is the definition of sex. Dark features, gauged ears, tattoos, and attitude. He makes my body come alive with just his eyes. I wonder what he could do with his hands.. His name is Devon.. And he's My brother's roommate...

" Shhh babygirl you're going to take it like a good girl" " P-please Davi-id" ------------------------------------- " Now, now what am I going to do with you" he whispered huskily in my ear. " K-kha-aled" ---------------------------------------- B E T W E E N T H E M ------------------ Rankings: #1: triangle love #19: daddies #47:maturelanguage #51:matureaudience #41:babygirl

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

One night of making out, as teenagers, and then he left town. Eleven years later he's famous and he's back to pick up where they left off. Was she brave enough to take the plunge? Warning: for mature audiences only due to language, sexual content, and some abusive behavior. This is a short story. (A little less than 16,000 words.)

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

[This story is in English. Don't get scared off with Italian words] "Sono stato fregato dal diavolo troppe volte per credere negli angeli." His husky voice nearly made me tumble down due to how weak I was feeling. My legs were wobbly and at any given moment I felt as though I would collapse. The fact that my heart was beating furiously against my chest didn't help either. "W-what?" I questioned as he neared me, causing a chain reaction of me backing up in order to not be facing him. He was all too much for me to handle and never have I ever been so attracted to someone like him. "Tigrotta...I've been fucked over by the devil too many times to believe in angels." ***** Notorious was exactly what he was. He was so bad and he knew how to do it so well; so graceful and charming. His long strides, his alluring persona, and nearly everything about him had me attracted instantly. Usually I don't go looking for trouble, instead trouble seems to have its way in finding me. I suppose I'm just a good girl with bad habits; and as they say: Bad boys always do it better.

Full book on Amazon Only. When Sacha James started planning to renovate a ten-bedroom mansion for the hot club owner, Alexander Williams, she had never thought that he would ask for something entirely out of context. Alexander wanted Sacha the moment he had laid eyes on her. If she needed the contract, it was only on one condition; that was to sleep with him. Yes, she was highly attracted to the guy but living with him during the entire renovation was absurd! She needed the money, but her heart was at stake again; but this time, she wouldn't let anyone break it. He believed he had the power to lure women with money because that was the only reason they felt attracted to him. What he thought he wanted was nothing more than a physical relationship. But it became so much more for the both of them.

"You have got to be kidding me" he utters suddenly. "What?" i ask and follow his line of sight down to the ground floor front desk. "Angelo? What's wrong" i ask again, concern creeping into me as I put my hand over his on the table. "Nothing's wrong baby. Just that my sisters are here" he turns to look at me and turns his hand over, so that he grips mine comfortingly. "Oh....oh! Ok, well, we are done here right?" i ask rhetorically, referring to our meal, then pull my hand free and reach for my purse. "Yeah, calm down. It's ok, i just wasn't expecting them to show up here" he says softly, when he notices me getting ready to leave. "No worries" i stand up anyway. "What are you doing?" He asks, alarmed. "Leaving, i will see you later, yeah?" "Marianne, sit down" His eyes narrow at me in an intimidating manner, but i don't cower. "Sit down" he says again, even more assertively. "I am not meeting any more of your family." I mutter. "Sit down! this is not funny" he says under his breath, trying not to bring too much attention to our table, when i look just about ready to leave. "Thank you for lunch..bye" i whisper and go down the other way from the direction his sisters are now coming to our floor on. I don't turn around to see the look on Angelo's face, but i can feel his heated gaze as it drills holes into my back. ********* When the stars align, and Angelo Morreli meets Marianne Wright, Angelo is drawn to her by something he can't explain, like a light shining in the hidden darkness that is in his World...for Mary, he is an enigma, capable of drawing her out of her comfort zone, she knows right away that she should run the opposite direction fast.......and Never. Look. Back..... ........because it's the second glance that ties your hands, as darkness pulls the strings. #1 in Original story (05/01/2022) Books by Bellamerce Book 1: Only For You (Completed) Book 2 :When Stars Align (Completed) Book 3: Fire On Fire (Completed)