[[COMPLETED]] "La mia bambina." ••~oOo~•• Little Luca Cleo Cattaneo lives in a dangerous world. A world where everyone's a monster. People who would drown the weak and praise the rich and the wealthy. A world full of unexpected danger and surprises. Or that's what her family sees it. Born with three brothers and a father who could literally be Satan himself, they are determined to keep little Luca out of harm's way. But maybe Luca could show her family a whole new different side of the world. A world where it's not always grey and dark. Or gloomy and scary. Her family would see their precious bambina grow up in a world where everyday is precious. Their little girl.

Willow Jackson is a 16 year old girl who works at a family dinner that her parents started and works with her 3 friends and brother Ty. Xavier King is 24 year old man and is a leader of the most known gang in the world. And because of her parents who took out a loan they now have to pay by giving Willow away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was wiping the tables down as I then heard Layla call me take the position of getting people seated. I was looking out the window and not paying attention when I heard the bell of the door ring which showed someone came in. As I looked there were 6 tall and very muscular men standing in front of me, I gave the one man who I'm guessing was the leader a smile and said "how may I help you sir?" He look down at me and said "I didn't know that had little kids running such a place." As the 5 other men behind him let out chuckles as I then said "that wasn't very funny sir and I wish to say that my height is just fine." I'm 5'0 tall and from from what I can see he's about 6'6 or 6'7. After that little comment he made I got them seated and as I turned to take there orders I felt a hand slap my bottom. I turned and saw the leader look at me and in his eyes, that were a beautiful hazel was lust and hunger.

When Ashley found out that she was pregnant with twins, she couldn't wait to share the good news with her husband. But when he got home later that night, he told her that he wanted a divorce without really giving her a reason why. Heartbroken, Ashley does the only thing that she could do. She signed the divorce papers. Now she's forced to go through her pregnancy alone with no one to help her but her friend, Mayla. During her pregnancy, complications occurred that gives Ashley a new outlook on life. She realizes that not everything is as it seems and not everyone can be trusted. *Originally written by ForeverInfinities* Descriptions are not my best but hopefully, the actual story would be better. :))

❝Three dragons and their naughty little pet.❞ There's a rule in piracy - never fuck with the Dragons because they burn you alive. Literally. I'm not a fan of following rules, especially when the Dragons' hoarding obsession makes them the wealthiest patrons. I shouldn't be surprised when I'm kidnapped by the dragons upon failing to fulfil my end of an important deal. As if my luck couldn't be more of a bitch to me, I get kidnapped by none other than the three Dragons from one of the most powerful clans in the Arctic- Radrox, Ivret and Zorge. Now that they have me, I must pay for my failed deal in cash or kind. But that's not what they seem to be interested in, especially with the dwindling population of dragon ladies and their dangerous obsession with me. Those three dragons are definitely going to burn me but with a different kind of fire. ~ It can be read as a stand-alone book. Themes: slow burn, some BDSM, smut (loads of it), dirty talking, knotting, breeding, reverse harem, romance, kink exploration, action, world-building and a purely character-driven plot with wholesome and humorous moments :) What's not in the book? - Grape. Even though there's a power imbalance between the FL and the MLs, whatever happens between them and her involves consent. No cheating. The MLs don't do each other in this book. ~ COMPLETE NEXT BOOK - A Plaything for the Dragons PREQUEL OF THIS BOOK - Her Alpha Mates

• ONGOING • 'Plea-please Lea-leave me ' she tried to move out of his grip but couldn't . 'No no miele we can't do that you belong to us baby ' Riccardo said nuzzling his face in her neck . __________________________________________ One of the most powerful men's in the world ,Marino brothers are cold,hard and ruthless . Despite being it they're worshipped by women & man making everyone jealous. Amaira is the kind , innocent soul totally opposite to them she's sister of Asia's Mob boss . While they are Europe's mob bosses .Unfortunately, these three devils now have their eyes on her , and it's about the time they claim her as theirs with consent or without. __________________________________________

"We will never love you" Zane said "We will never accept you" Tristan said. "We will make your life living hell" Haydes said . "We will make you regret marrying our father" Triplets said together. One kind lady, who always wanted to be a mom and to get loved by her children. Three boys, who are one set of triplets. They are rude and arrogant but inside soft hearted and childish, who always craves for a mother's love. Fate toe them in a bond , but the triplets are too arrogant to accept her. They hurt her emotionally to an extent where she is ready to leave them. But one incident make them regrets their deeds, now they want their mom only and nothing else. Will she accept them? after whatever they did to her? or she will leave them?what will the Triplets do now? ............................ Join a stepmom's journey, how she fight to get child's love.

"P-please. I'll be good. Please don't hurt me." I begged him, wrapping my arms around myself, as though that would keep me from completely falling apart. "I'm not going to hurt you princess." He told me comfortingly. His hand raised to my face and his fingers ghosted over the cut from uncle's ring. "I'm not going to let anyone hurt you ever again. My name is Lorenzo Conti. Will you tell me your name?" Nora Phillips didn't think she would ever escape her uncle's grasp. Little did she know knights in shining armor could come in the form of mafia bosses. As soon as Lorenzo saw her, he knew he had to save her, but can he protect her from everything? Can he be her protettore? Rated M for language and violence. REVISIONS AND EPILOGUE HAVE BEEN POSTED!

A little girl in a pink, cloud-soft frock once wandered into a world that should have warned her away. She found them at the edge of a dying playground. Two identical boys, caked in mud, standing too still for children their age. Their eyes followed her long before she spoke. "Why are you both sad?" she asked, her voice light and untouched by caution. They smiled. "Because we are dirty," one said. "And no one wants to play with us," the other added. It should have been a simple answer. It wasn't. She frowned, as if the world had made a small, correctable mistake, and took their hands without hesitation. That was the first choice. The smallest one. The one that mattered most. By the time they reached the park, the air felt different. It was quiet and heavier than anything, as though something unseen had drawn closer just to listen. "Let's play," she said brightly, tossing a ball into the space between them. But there were only three of them. And she refused to leave either side. So she ran back and forth, laughter breaking into breathless gasps, small shoes scuffing against the dirt as she tried to belong everywhere at once. With him. With him. Never choosing. Never stopping. Until the boys stopped smiling. Until they simply watched. "You'll get tired," one of them said softly. "You can't play both sides forever," the other murmured. But she only grinned, flushed and stubborn, her voice trembling with a promise she did not understand. "I can. And I will play with both of you." That was the second choice. Years later, when the bodies began to surface, when whispers of manipulation, obsession, and something far darker crept into every room she entered, no one thought to trace it back to a sunlit afternoon and a game that never really ended. But some games don't stop. They wait. And the most dangerous players are the ones who were never taught to choose.

Not One Not Two But Three