When Aine is sent into the woods for her crimes, she accepts she'll be met with death. The beasts are known to kill any human that wanders into their territory, their razor-sharp teeth ripping through flesh and bone with practiced ease. Aine knows she'll be no different from all the others who have been executed before her, and when she's forced into the woods by her own people, it doesn't take long for the beasts to attack. What she doesn't expect is for them to take the shape of humans and spare her, and even more, for one to claim her as his own.

It took the Beasts mere weeks to overthrow the human government and eliminate most of the population. Those who survived were put into slavery, forced to spend their lives serving the royal families and wealthier Beasts. Adeline has been a servant for the royals for as long as she can remember. It's hard work, but she feels lucky to be born and raised in King Richard's kingdom. He's a kind ruler, and his humans are often treated well. King Heloix, on the other hand, is known for his ruthlessness. He has little tolerance for his fellow Beasts, and even less for humans. Rumors are that his servants are often killed as punishment for even the smallest mishaps, and to survive even a year while working for him is an accomplishment. When Adeline is transferred to King Heloix's castle, it takes him only seconds to recognize who she is to him. Will he accept her as his mate or reject her existence? ⚠️THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND TRIGGERING THEMES⚠️

"You could tell me you love me a million times over, but them words don't hold no weight in my heart till you show me. Show me you love me, and you can have all of me." cover by: @britxcvi

[This is the second book of the "Mrs. Mafia" trilogy] It's been two years since Napoleon DiStefano was born and it's all been absolutely amazing for Apollo and Arabella DiStefano. The family has been the happiest since they lost a vital member, people have moved on, some have fallen in love and even procreated. What could possibly go wrong? ...Right?

[Originally published in 2018 but deleted twice in 2021] [This is the first book of the "Mrs. Mafia" trilogy] Arabella Bianchi was born into the mafia world. One more pawn in a chess board. She's 18 years old and a strong believer that at the head of the table there's a place for women. Apollo DiStefano is a ruthless, cold and arrogant man. Boss of the biggest and most feared mafia around the globe. He's 28 and his parents demand a heir. Due to her conflicting life not many things faze her but when she meets this man, things will change. Her knees will wobble at the sight of him or sound of his voice. They've been engaged since Arabella was in the womb of her mother but they have yet to meet each other... "Nice meeting you, Arabella Bianchi," he stated with a smirk on his lips as the blade of the knife caressed my cheek before throwing it to the desk. "Can't say the feeling is mutual, Apollo DiStefano." ⚠️⚠️This book contains mature subjects⚠️⚠️

Kiara is an assassin. Born in the industry, she knows her work better than anyone else and she's the best that her clan has. Kiara has never failed a mission in her life and never plans to. But this mission is different than the others. More difficult - dangerous, even. Her newest task was to get rid of the Prime Minister of England's son, Niklaus St. Clair. At first it seemed easy to her seeing how she has killed many presidents and prime ministers, and many of their eldest sons, so why was this one so different? Besides his face of zero flaws, and his muscular body and rock-hard abs, and that oh-so-sexy accent she involuntarily fall for - oh, and the fact he has many dark secrets of his own. She calls him an arrogant brute. He calls her his feisty kitten. So what happens when their first encounter ends up with her trapped between a wall and his body instead?

He's here, he's always here. Watching me, protecting me. Even if I can't see him I know he's here. I can sense him. You know those moment's you get cold chills or you see something out of the corner of your eye but when you look nothing's there. Yea, well that's him. I wasn't suppose to see him though, it just happened. Now that I know he's here I do thing's to provoke him, to call him out, and when he ignores me I tiptoe into dangerous situations to force him out, which initially angers him. Gath is my appointed guardian angel. He guards my body, my soul, but he can't guard my heart from him. Yes, I'm falling for my broken angel but how can we ever love, we are from two different world's. Guarding Aspen was more of a punishment I received for being a disobedient angel. In order to receive my entrance I was ordered to keep her safe and out of trouble, but Aspen is no ordinary girl. She tests my nerves to no end and does so purposefully now that she is aware of me. It happened so fast the night she saw me I'd hope she would think I was a figment of her imagination, but no such luck. She wouldn't stop pushing the limits until I showed myself again. Not only dealing with Aspen's tantrums I was running from my own demons. Being back on earth was a reminder of everything that was ripped from me one fateful night when I was a human. I was sent here to fix Aspen but in the end she fixes me, she mends my broken wings. The hardest thing is to come though, when I must return to the heavens and leave my Aspen behind.

Once upon a time I was seven years old, also seven was my lucky number. I gradpuated seventh in my class fell off my bike when I was seventeen and had to get seven stitches in my head. I also fell in love with Seven during the summer of '07. Seven Lambardi. Yes that name still sends a longing through my bones. He was my Italian bad boy whom my father despised and did everything to split us up. Seven was poor and that's what my rich father had against him. I never completely forgot about Seven and in my early twenties the fates tossed us together once more and oh how the tables had turned. Join me through the seven deadly sins. I promise you want regret it.

A shadow snaked up my arm, a gentle caress, a brush of the night. "My name, Alina." I lifted my head. "Please, Aleksander." The darkness fell away and the nichevo'ya went still. The Grisha stopped and faced us. I barely registered Mal's horrified gaze. "Stand." My knees shook, but I pushed myself to my feet and stared into the Darkling's quartz eyes. Lifeless. Empty. Victorious. - The Darkling's forces are too great. The nichevo'ya, the Grisha, the merzost... Alina Starkov has no choice but to surrender and become the Darkling's Queen. - DARKLING X ALINA FANFIC TAKES PLACE AFTER CH 11 RUIN AND RISING (SPOILERS) I update Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays! (COMPLETED AS OF 10/6/21)

Alina Starkov expected to wake up on a ship sailing across the True Sea, one that would take her far from Ravka, far from the Darkling and his mad crusade. Instead, she awoke in Os Alta to a devastating truth: the war was won nearly a century ago, her first love was dead, and she remembered nothing. Not even that, as part of her surrender, she agreed to a political marriage.