The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including abuse, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Note: - Cover by Canva - Update: Random

Avery and Malakai Scott are 16 year old twins who have been abused their whole life by their mother and step father. Avery and Kai are barley just surviving, relaying on drugs, self harm, fights and having each other to survive. What happens when one day their whole life turns around. They found out about their mother's lies and that they have family who they never knew about. What happens when Giovanni Moretti finds out he has another son and a daughter who he never knew about. He's 9 sons who now have a another brother and finally a sister. Will the Moretti's give the love and protection that the twins never had growing up, one thing is for sure their lives are about to change forever. But trust isn't easy, and healing even harder. Can broken people build something whole together? And will they survive being part of the Moretti bloodline, or be destroyed by it?

Faith Mitchell was never confident. She was happy to blend into the background, much to the protest of her friends. At 16, her life was a normal teenage cliche. She was in love with Jace, the obnoxious player who she couldn't have, and her biggest worry was whether or not he would finally come to his senses and see that she really was the one for him. That is until she is kidnapped and recruited by a secret agency of assassins. She is torn away from her normal teenage life and thrown into a world of guns, knifes and criminals. The agency mold her into the perfect killing machine, and at 19 she is no longer the shy girl that was snatched away from her uncomplicated life, but a ruthless killer who will stop at nothing to complete whatever mission she is on. Then, the agency has a new mission which involves Faith returning to her hometown, and facing her friends, family and the very boy who broke her heart just before it turned into stone. What will happen once Faith comes face to face with Jace? Will the obnoxious player be able to reach out and get the old Faith back without pressing any of her wrong buttons, considering that the shy girl he once knew now has a gun. (WATTY AWARDS 2011) (THE FICTION AWARDS 2017) ©makeandoffer

Pussy, money, power. Was the motto Ares lived by and he was out to make sure it stays that way. Fuck just to fuck and make money. Marriage was never something he ever wanted to consider. But when a contract from the past arises, it left him with no choice but to wed his top rival, The Rossi's, niece. When Ares soon-to-be-wife becomes pregnant. Things took a turn he was not expecting, forcing him to rethink life. Can Ares still hold true to his player ways, or will he become the family man his kids will need? Because after all, it was just business; love was never on the table. With betrayal, death threats, and unexpected allies. Ares is determined to keep his promise of protecting what is his. Even if that means siding with a long time enemy. Because once you make a deal with the mafia, there is no go back on your word. To betray the mafia is a death sentence. ~ With the pregnancy underway, Melody is faced with new challenges. Balancing between being a new mom and wife, she overwhelmed with the tasks at hand. With the eyes of the underworld on her, Melody is trying to remain sane. Every turn she makes presents a new challenge and Mykel is not making it any easier. He has made it his top goal to destroy whatever life she is trying to build with Ares. The more Mykel tests her, the more she could not deny the underlining urge to kill him. With anger, frustration. Melody is aiming to hurt. Something she has never felt in her life. As Mykel's rumor threats became reality, Melody is pushed over the edge. How far is Melody willing to go to take Mykel out the picture? Will she still be able to hold on to her humanity, or will her action cause her to lose touch with who she is? Book two in the Broken series. Copyright © 2017 by Violet Rain ~UNEDITED~

Eight-year-old Annelise doesn't remember her real name - or what it means to be safe. Taken from her family and trapped in a nightmare for six long years, she's finally rescued and returned to the people who have been waiting for her all along. The Beaumont brothers each carry their own scars from a past filled with loss and secrets. Together, they embark on a slow, tender journey of healing, trust, and rediscovery-where every unlocked door holds the chance for Annelise to reclaim what's been stolen from her.

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

"Baba why don't du like wain?" I look at Beatrice her tiny hand in mine as we stand on the porch. The sound of the thunder in the distance and the gentle rain drops remind me of the dark days. The way my father would beat me, all the times I would stare outside my window watching the rain drops slide down the window pane, hoping the rain will stop so I can run from that horrid place, the way I would promise I would be better for my boys, for my wife, for my mafia, for me. So I ignore it, I pretend that everytime it rains, I'm fine and it's just another day but the truth is. I never got better, not really. Sure I'm happy but not healed. "Why do you want to know honeybee?" I ask trying to ignore the throbbing pain in my chest. "Cause you wook sad, I won't want du to be sad." I pick her up putting her on my side as she holds out the palm of her hand. Gentle rain drops falling. "Cause my dearest honeybee. Rain is sad and gloomy. No one likes rain." She looks at me her eyebrows furrowed. "But wain is nice." Why does this young girl like rain so much? Most kids are sad and whiney when it rains. Complaining about how they can't play outside but she loves rain, loves to play in it, loves to talk about it. What is her deal? "Well why do you like rain?" She looks at me a bright smile on her lips. "I wike the wain. Cause when it wains you tan look for rainbows and it's even better when it's dark tause du can look for stars." I watch as the golden sun peaks out from behind the dark grey storm clouds, bright golden rays shinning on her face. Small giggles coming from her. "And da prettiest tings are found in da dark." ~~~ (AN:) This is based in a Mafia run soceity. The levels of government are: World Leaders. Mafia. Higher class jobs. (Such as Doctors, Lawyers, Police force, etc) Then everyone else, the commners. Just a little note so you aren't completly lost.

They never showed any emotion despite anger and frustration. They have walls way too high surroundings their hearts. Everyone was afraid of what they were capable of doing to them even their own mother. But everything is about to change when certain someone enters the picture.

She was broken, silent, and small. He was dangerous, powerful, and cold to everyone but her. When Alexander finds 23 year old Daisy bruised, terrified, and deaf curled up on a dark street during a mission, he doesn't know why he stops. He only knows he can't leave her behind. What begins as protection turns into something deeper as the ruthless gang leader finds himself slowly softening for the fragile girl who clings to safety like a lifeline. Daisy doesn't speak much. Her innocence and childlike ways confuse the men around her but Alexander sees what the others don't: she's been hurt in more ways than one. As he helps her adjust to her new life ordering plushies, creating a safe room, and learning her world of soft whispers and quiet tears he discovers just how much he needs her, too.

Arabella She's just three and doesn't remember anything about the outside world. Her world is confined to the little cell where she lives with her mother. After the mother dies, anything but a kind man saves her and takes her in. She's new to the feelings of being cared for and she's scared about the new family she's about to live with. Read about the Ferrari family and the little princess they saved. Sneak Peak - I smile at her and get up from the bed, still holding her. "Good morning, baby. How did you sleep?" I ask while kissing her forehead. "Good." She says and her face comes up and kisses me on my forehead, her tiny hands holding my face. She's copying me.