OLIVIA YOUNG AND TRISTAN MORALES were hopelessly in love in highschool. They were best friends and lovers but unfortunately by the end of summer, their relationship came to an end because Tristan decided on moving to London to continue with his studies. Heartbroken and full of despair, Olivia tries everything to avoid seeing Tristan until her best friend has a gender reveal party. What happens when Tristan is also attending the same party? Due to unfortunate circumstances, Liv is forced to stay in London for the following eight weeks? How unhappy will she be when she finds out she has to stay with him for those eight weeks? Could they possibly restore what was once there? Or is the love between them fully gone? "You could have fought for us. For me." I said, a tear streaming down my cheek. "I know baby, I should have." he whispered, clasping the side of my face. (If you are unaware, i've changed Jake's name to Tristan)

COMPLETE !! "What would you do if I die?" "Die." "Oh you would die?" I mumble and he nods giving me a small smile. "What would you do if I die?" He repeats my question. "Live." He frowns and I internally evil laugh at myself. That was a good one. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Adelia Collins was a talkative girl always in the mood for friends and Zeke Miller just happened to be there at the right time. Her bubbly personality, weird obsession with marvel, and stupid jokes enlightening his mood and fitting perfectly with his uncommunicative behaviour. No one would've expected it, but they understood each in a perfect, unusual way. She was funny and kind to everyone. He was rude and dull to everyone. Well, everyone except her. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* HIGHEST RANKS- #1 in goodgirl #1 in innocent #1 in cold #1 in heartfelt #1 in sweetheart #1 in attraction #2 in opposites #2 in cliche #4 in humour ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Adelia Collins wanted someone to match marvel sweatshirts with, but she didn't expect to come across a wealthy family who did dangerous things for living. Zeke Miller wanted a quiet day to observe, not meaning to contain a conversation with a weird girl at a cafe. But why did he come back? Why did he make her a friend? ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* "Darling?" "Yes?" "Do you love me?" "Always. Why?" "Just making sure," ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Are these two going to get a happy ending? ~~~ 𝘼+𝙕? ~~~ *𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 * This story is rough around the edges in the beginning chapters and will hopefully get better. This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, self-harm, etc.)

She tried to climb off of my lap and I held her waist keeping her on top of the bulk in my pants. I'm sure she could have felt my dick pulsing as her pussy laid against it. I moved her waist backed and fort rubbing her pussy against my semi-hard dick. She moaned as we grinded against each other. I put my head against the crook of her neck and whispered "where do you think you're going?" "To get us something to eat" she said furrowing her eyebrows at me. "You can sit right her a little longer love" "What? You're gonna dry hump me? She said sarcastically rolling her eyes at me. I snaked my hands around her throat and reminded her not to roll her eyes at me. Without a doubt, as stubborn as this one is, she rolled them again. Enemies? Or not?

Fragment: "Unexpectedly, your mother became pregnant once again. We were extremely happy about it, but once the doctor said that it is a girl, I was euphoric. I rushed to tell the news to the Russo and the alliance was confirmed on the same day. Your mother was very unhappy about my decision and now I understand why."- finished papa. I took a moment to register the information. I am that promised girl. I am the one who has to marry. Leonardo Vincenzo Russo - austere, merciless, ruthless, vile Capo of Italian Mafia. Man of devilishly sinful beauty, wealth and power that know no bounds. He doesn't take no for an answer. He takes and never gives. Diavolo. Fire burns in his veins. Camila Emilia Reyes - courteous, sensitive, loving, winsome, tender, benevolent and compassionate woman, who has grit, wittiness and power burning in her. Woman of enrapturing comeliness, who has heart of gold. She has power, fame, fortune. Stuck in arrangement, they have no choice, but to get married. Will it work when two hearts have never known love and passion, faith and devotion, attraction and desire?

"As you exit through that doorway, you leave from my life as well," I declared while maintaining an unwavering gaze. Love had dissipated entirely, leaving behind a void where once cherished memories had resided. In their stead, a storm of anger, hatred, and disgust now raged. He regarded me with a disbelieving expression as if my words were too incredulous to fathom. "I'm sorry, please give me the opportunity to be a father to Dah-" "Leave!" I uttered in a dangerously subdued tone. He did not merit the title of father. In truth, he did not warrant existence at all. Do you know why? Because he had robbed me of everything: my innocence, my happiness, my education, my teenage years, and my family. Everything. He was a monstrous presence, and my daughter would never address him as 'daddy.' Allow me to introduce you to Tori Donovan, a 22-year-old woman who grapples with the challenge of providing her 4-year-old daughter with the best possible life. Her past has been fraught with hardship, yet she has admirably shielded her daughter, Dahlia, from its adverse effects, diligently assuming the roles of both mother and father. Now, let me acquaint you with Ian Weizmann, the man who impregnated Tori at the tender age of 18 and subsequently absconded from his responsibilities. He is affluent, remarkably handsome, and occupies the position of CEO at Weizmann Corporation. What transpires when he unexpectedly crosses paths with a four-year-old girl in a shopping mall who bears an uncanny resemblance to his high school sweetheart? Embark on a journey with Ian, Tori, and, most certainly, the enigmatic baby Dahlia.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

******************************************* "No. I think it's a great idea. Then maybe I'll get the Queen that I was promised, not some little princess!" "You heartless bastard. I wish to God that I had never, ever married you." ****************************************** Lizzy never knew what it meant to be brave till the day of her wedding. Being brought up like a princess in the Mafia world she was always taught about responsibility and what it meant to be a queen. But when married to a stranger, she finds her values being tested more than ever. Slowly loosing control of her life and freedom, she hopes for nothing more than for someone to save her. When she learns there's more to him then his arrogance and his empire, perhaps her hero is only down the hall. HEY WATTPAD READERS, I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS STORY, I lOVE IT. IM AIMING FOR A LOT OF VOTES AND COMMENTS SO PLEASE DO!!! GOOD OR BAD, IM OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS

"You found me as a kid. Now let my adult self grow old with you..." --------------------------------------------- "We'll marry as soon as we meet again." "Pwomise?" The little girl held out her pinky finger. The boy entwined his own pinky finger with hers and kissed her lips shyly. "Promise." -------------------------------------------- Two successful people with their equally giant egos... Will they be able to keep their pride aside and fulfill the promises they had made to each other? Or will their promises be burnt by their blazing pride? 26 year old Evelyn White is what you would call a perfect 10. Beautiful, confident, successful and with a mysterious air surrounding her, she is the one most would kill for. Despite her young age, she is the CEO of a famous multimillionaire company built all by herself. Everyone is intrigued by her but no one has been able to get close enough to unravel her mystery. Until he came along. Meet Adrian Stone. The youngest billionaire. The most eligible bachelor. He is cold and ruthless to the world but has a soft corner for the beautiful Ms. White. He is content with admiring her from afar until fate brings them together as business partners. Now that he's back, he's intent on fulfilling the promise he made to her long time ago and make her do the same. Both of them being equally powerful magnets, watch as their hearts get attached and prides get clashed. Which one would win? ________________________________ Credit for all the pictures including the cover goes to its rightful owner. Amazing cover by @crazyyfictions

"So, Kaden-" "It's Kade." "Which I'm assuming is short for Kaden, so I'm gonna call you Kaden." She says with a smile, making a little dimple pop on her right cheek. "You look like a fancy business kinda dude. Are you a Mafia Don? You gonna kill me?" She interrogates. Fuck this. I stand up, grabbing my suit jacket and walking towards the door. "Ah, no discussing in public places. You wanna take this somewhere private." She says, following me making me grunt in annoyance. "Aye, no touching my goodies, alright? I know Karate." She warns. ~~~~~~ lol i suck at writing descriptions just read it <3

𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐎 was a very happy girl. When she was little her and her bestfriend would do everything together until something separated them. When she joined the Spanish mafia at age 16 life went downhill for her from there and her bestfriend was not there anymore to help her through it. Now Valeria is 24 and is cold hearted and determined to be the best and no one can stop her... 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐎 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐎 had a good childhood with his bestfriend it was all he could ask for. Until one wrong decision lead him on a spiral and now he is keeping a secret from everyone. This secret made him skip town and join the Italian mafia at the age of 17. Now at 25 years old Emilio is the don and moves back but he is blunt and cruel. He doesn't show compassion for anyone and wants to take everyone down and no one can stop him... ...or so they thought. Warning in introduction. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒- #1 in bad boy: 5/14/22 #1 in bad girl: 5/20/22 #1 in mafia boss: 5/14/22 #1 in Italian mafia: 5/14/22 #1 in dark comedy: 5/11/22 #1 in alliance: 5/13/22 #1 in darkromance: 5/17/22 #2 in love: 5/14/22 #2 in mafia princess: 5/19/22 #2 in Spanish Mafia: 4/7/22 #4 in mafia 4/16/22 #4 in jealousy: 5/21/22 #3 in badboybadgirl 5/16/22 #8 in badboygoodgirl: 4/10/22 #9 in assassin: 5/28/22 #9 in enemieswithbenefits: 5/20/22