Stunning and newly divorced, Jade Abara is living a peaceful life happily avoiding the male species to the best of her ability. But due to her circumstances and catching the eyes of two handsome strangers, things are about to change.

❝Allow me to show you the art of using a gun, bellissima.❞ he murmurs, his warm breath caressing my flushed skin. 𝜗𝜚 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐇 𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐈 hails from a dark family, yet she remains the women of sunshine in their eyes. Her burning desire is to become a successful lawyer, following in her dead mother's footsteps, rather than resorting to guns and bathing in warm blood like the rest of her family. With her intelligence and unwavering determination, her dream is within arm's reach. However, everything crumbles when she is forced into a marriage for the sake of her father's business and her protection. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈 is the son of the Italian mafia and the soon-to-be leader. He embodies ruthlessness, coldness, and danger. He takes lives in the blink of an eye, relishing in the torment of his victims until they plead for death. To ascend as the leader, he requires a wife - and then he comes across her. Will Jamilah be able to stand by his side as he rises to power, or will she be consumed by the same darkness that drives him? Two 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 and one 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞.

+18 Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

A book containing mini series, short stories and one shots of your relationship with the King of Pop, himself. As you read along, I'd like for you all to visualize each imagine. By doing so, I'll know that my mission to have a successful book will be fulfilled. Enjoy! ♡ {Created March 29th, 2015} 2k16 MJFA's Finalist 2k17 MJFA's Finalist/Winner Copyright ©

"You're a tempest.... A violent windstorm. You ruin everything you touch, and you don't give a single damn about it. You're the reason why storms are named after people". Chresanto August had always managed to fall into the bad boy stereotype, you know, the mysterious past, and toned body with maybe a piercing or two and a couple tattoos. Of course, he's got a temper and walks the neighborhood streets and high school hallways like he owns the place. Chresanto's only ever met one person who could handle his personality, one person who could actually make him happy, and his name was Axel. Everything was perfect for Chresanto, until Axel died. Chresanto was never the one to mope and cry, he was the one to move on and forget, but he can't do that when one night, he runs into a boy who looks exactly like his dead boyfriend. He's never seen him before, well technically he has, because the boy who looks like Axel is a spitting image of him, he just goes by the name of Jacob Perez. Chresanto has never met Axel's twin brother, and it's apparent that Axel never talked about Chresanto to Jacob because Jacob Perez has no idea who Chresanto August is. So the question is; what happens now? Copyright: ForeverMindless247 2k16

Placed in a mental hospital for obvious reasons, Kyra is convinced she doesn't belong. She is normal. One man changes her whole perspective on everything. Jacob "Princeton" Perez.

"You ugly black bitch, fuck out of my face." I took off my earrings and put my hair in a ponytail. "Would you mind repeating yourself?" "I said you ugly bl--" She didn't even get the words "black bitch" out of her mouth, I started making this hoe eat bricks.

Hamartia hah•mahr•tee•uh (n.) 1. A tragic or fatal flaw. Jacob Perez is eighteen years of age. He likes to smoke and get drunk occasionally, but most importantly; he likes to keep to himself. Yes, like all stories, Jacob will come out of his shell and he will speak to the friendly, optimistic seventeen year old Chresanto August. Yes, they will become somewhat friends, even though Jacob will deny it every chance he gets.... And yes, they will date. However, it's the little things that will soon get in between their relationship. It's Jacob's foggy background, and his way of thinking, and his secret eating disorder. See, it's just Jacob in general. The word to describe him is hamartia. He's a hamartia. He's a flaw. Chresanto hasn't come to terms with Jacob being a walking hamartia, but Jacob has, and he seems to be okay with it all. *Copyright: ForeverMindless247 2k14*

I don't know why I've ended up here// but at least i have you// and you have me// and i know we can face this hell....together - Karma