[UNDER EDITING] [FINISHED] [MATURE] The heir to the Italian Mafia's thrown, the king of the mafia; Lorenzo D'Angelo. Born and raised with power and even fame, He basically has everything in the palm of his hand. A don with a body of an Italian god, and a face of a model. The new don kills without regret or remorse, he wears the scars on his hands and all over his body like jewelry and danger lingers and follows him everywhere, people run from even his shadow. He is the most feared man anyone could think of in the Mafia world. He is a Sinister. What happens when this sinister finds it's worse sin, his match. The girl he can't have, the FBI agent sent to bring him in. Sage Hendrix, the girl raised to be in the FBI before she could even walk or talk. A fighting machine, trained to seduce and hunt people down, even kill them without looking back. A body of a goddess that has men on their knees. A snarky and sarcastic personality that she uses to cover her real self from outside eyes. People fear her, her presence even breathing the same air as her. She is on the top, one of the best agents in the whole agency. What happens when she finds out the truth? Uncovers lies that break people beyond repair, broke her beyond repair. She was sent to London to destroy the one they call the Sinister, not become his biggest Sin. But all actions have consequences... Book two in the D'Angelo Series Highest rankings so far #2 in Mafia #1 in mafia #1 In Snarky #1 in Booktwo #1 in FBI #1 in Smutwarning #2 in italian #1 in Romance #1 in love

They were born enemies. Now they're bound by blood. Aurora D'Angelo was raised in silk and shadows Italian royalty with a knife in her boot and blood on her hands. The most lethal of the D'Angelo triplets, she was trained to kill with precision and smile with charm. The mafia is her birthright. Power, her playground. Leonit Sidorov grew up with fists and fire, clawing his way out of hell one body at a time. Son of the Bratva's second-in-command, he murdered his way to the top and claimed the title of Pakhan with nothing but rage and ruthless strategy. He bows to no one. Their families have been at war for generations, a legacy carved in blood and betrayal. But when old enemies become new threats, Leonid proposes the unthinkable, a marriage between him and Aurora to forge an alliance no one would dare challenge. She's the poison he shouldn't touch. He's the fire she should never play with. But in a world where loyalty is deadly and love is a weapon, some vows are more dangerous than bullets. One marriage. Two assassins. A thousand secrets. Let the war begin.

Meet Maxwell Rochester: an antisocial, reclusive, socially awkward, chronically single billionaire. When Max suddenly comes across a young woman who has escaped a horrific situation, he takes the opportunity to help her. Little does he know how much work it will take to even get her to speak to him, let alone trust him with her life. Luckily, Max seems to be up for the challenge. *NSFW: This story will include some very spicy scenes.

• Highest Rank #2 in supervillain • "Do you trust me?" he asked, still staring at the gray door. "Of course not," I said, as if the idea were absurd. A ghost of a smile crept at the corner of his mouth. His hand latched onto my arm. Panic started to pool out of my nerves. I glanced back and forth between his gloved hand and the concealing hood upon his head. Curiosity never hit me so deeply than it did at that moment, as I wondered who was under the hood. Who it was that I was supposed to trust. "Who are you?" I timidly reached my free hand up to his head, fingers tingling all the while. He didn't try to stop me. There was a brief second when excitement exploded inside me, propelling my hand all the more quicker, millimeters away from touching the black cloth. Ghost grabbed my hand mid-air, his reflexes acting lightning-fast. I started. Drums began to pound in my ears. My heartbeat rose about ten notches. He had his entire hand wrapped around my wrist, and he slowly eased it down until it was parallel with my body. "A villain can choose to reveal his identity, but not knowing is the beauty of mystery," Ghost said lowly, his right hand coming up to push back a loose strand of hair from my face. "Now close your eyes." Reluctantly I shut my eyes, but not because he had commanded the action. It was more out of fear of what was going to happen next.

When Apollo and Atlas took a break from their 'business' to visit home, they were expecting some time to relax, maybe catch up with people they haven't seen for a while. What they didn't expect was to find a hidden gem in the place they once called home. Innocent Saturn, despite the unfair life she was given in the past, has 'mostly' overcome her hardships, minus the leftover anxiety and panic attacks. Living with her Nonna, having the most perfect life she deserves. What does she do when her routine gets twisted when strangers come to visit? Boyxboyxgirl. LIGHT BDSM.

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

She looked so adorable yelling at a man twice her size. Villain lifted her up and Kaia wrapped her legs around his waist. She cutely yawned and laid her head on Villain's chest. Kaia almost fell asleep, letting him take care of her. He lathered her hair in shampoo, skillfully using one hand. The other strong arm held Kaia up firmly. After properly conditioning her hair, he returned her to the shower floor. The petite girl grabbed onto Villain's biceps, almost falling. He made quick work of rubbing soap all over her small frame. It took every ounce of control in him, to not push her up against the shower wall and slip into her heat. When Kaia was completely clean and the soap was washed off, Villain held the shower door open. His tiny girl was tired, and he didn't want her to wait up for him. After giving Villain a sleepy smile, she left him to clean himself. She felt bad when the corner of her eye caught Villain turning the water cold. ♡♡♡♡♡ Mama says he'll have his way with me. Papa says he'll kill me. Only I know how he loves me in his own, twisted way. I'm the cancer taking over her body. I'm the nicotine, addictive and poisonous. I'm the villain. ♡♡♡♡♡ "Why do you want them to call you Villain? You're my hero." DISCLAIMER: THE MALE MC PRESENTS SOME TOXIC BEHAVIOR *CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND SEXUAL CONTENT*

BOOK 1 OF THE GIFT CHRONICLES ••• When the Moon Goddess created the first werewolves, she split one soul between the two of them, thus creating a perfect soulmate for every werewolf thereafter, known as their mate. Upon the birth of a werewolf, she assigns them with a supernatural ability, known as their Gift••• Ares is a killer. During the day, she is busy fulfilling her duties as the Gamma of her pack. However, before anyone wakes, she sneaks out to unclaimed territory and assassinates rogues to avenge her parents' murder. The Moon Goddess made the mistake of granting her the ability to materialize weapons at will, and Ares fully intended to use her powers as much as she could to deal out vigilante justice. Cain, the cruel Alpha of the Blood Lake Pack, has given up on finding his mate. At 28 years old, it seems unlikely that he will ever find her. All hope is lost until he meets the shockingly violent Gamma from a neighboring pack. His only problem is, she won't go with him easily. Highest Ranks: #1 in Love• 8/7/19 #1 in TeenFiction• 8/30/19 #1 in Luna• 9/2/19 #1 in Rogue•8/9/19 #6 in Werewolf•8/12/19 #7 in Alpha•8/12/19 #3 in Mate•9/2/19 #1 in Supernatural•8/20/19 #1 in Assassin•8/30/19

Marcus Cordell is the largest, most intimidating member of Bravo Team at Knight Security. With a massive muscular build and a permanent scowl, Marcus is the definition of the strong silent type. But when the ghosts of his painful past resurface, will he be able to maintain the tough exterior that he's built around his heart or will he melt into the man he once was before his world was torn apart.