Rylan is stubborn. So is her mate. Sometimes fate isn't enough. Sometimes fate is so strong that there is no escape. One thing is for certain though. The packs are all on edge. They can feel the whispers of war at their boarders. They NEED their king. They think he can stop the war before it starts. What they don't know is the war eminent. Rylan's mate might be powerful and just but one thing he is not is forgiving. When given the opportunity he won't hesitate to inflict justice on every single person that had a hand in hurting her; even if that means starting the biggest war their nations ever seen. Trigger Warnings: Sexual Assault, Violence, Self-Harm/Suicide, Miscarriage, Sexual Content, Abuse, Blood, Mental illness. ***This story is PART 2 of Silenced (Rewrite) and I do recommend reading in order but it's not necessarily required. **All rights reserved. No version of my story, characters, plot, settings, or events may be reproduced without my explicit permission.

Allie Henderson was one of the best, she was a brutal fighter, she was a just leader, and she was full of potential. Allie was a lot of things before they destroyed her. Now to say that she doesn't know who she really is would be an understatement. She had to fight for everything she had and that was all she knew but now she is too broken to fight and she doesn't know any other way to live. She can't think past the need to escape the nightmare of abuse that ruined her life. Struggling with her past, not only does she have to face her future but also come to terms with how her life should have been. Eventually she will come face to face with those responsible for her broken and silenced state. Allie might still be struggling with everything and unable to retaliate but her mate is not and he feels that it is their turn to be 'Silenced'. Trigger Warnings: Sexual Assault, Violence, Self-Harm/Suicide, Miscarriage, Sexual Content, Abuse, Blood, Mental illness. ***This rewrite switches to first person and alterations have been made to the plot and people for a smoother and hopefully better version than my original draft. **All rights reserved. No version of my story, characters, plot, settings, or events may be reproduced without my explicit permission.

He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Being kidnapped is one thing. Being taken to a Kingdom full of immortal vampires, that's another thing. To everyone, Raven is nobody. If anything, she's an average 20 year old living in the Big Apple. Overlooked by everyone, even her own family, Raven is used to being a ghost. That was until Alec came to New York City. Sent by his family, the 143 year old vampire has a week to find her... His soulmate. He has one week to bring her home. One week to take her back to the Kingdom that one day he will rule. But who said bringing a beautiful mortal girl back to a Kingdom was easy? ♱ Sequel : Her Wicked Secret

Book 2|| ◦•●◉✿✿◉●•◦ Two years passed and Emmeline is finally eighteen and has to marry Reign Romano, because of an arranged marriage that was made two centuries ago, they wanted to stop it but couldn't because of the united families who are still holding into that contract. Emmeline Bianchi is an innocent eighteen-year-old, she has a heart of gold and is always trying to make others happy, everyone adores her, she wasn't happy about the arranged married but has to accept it to protect her family. Reign Romano is a twenty-two-year-old man, he is the boss of the Italian mafia, he is ruthless, cold, and dangerous, he is feared by everyone, by marrying Emmeline he became the boss of all mafia bosses, meaning the king of all kings. ◦•●◉✿✿◉●•◦ PS: you don't have to read the first book before this one :)) Cover made by: @crazyyfictions

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

"What are you doing to me, Mila?" He asks against my neck. - "Why are you looking at me like that?" She asks softly. I want to kiss you. I don't break eye contact as I ask. "Like what?" She stays quiet for a second, and then looks away from my gaze, like she was afraid to see my reaction to what she was about to say. "Like this is real.." - 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚 is a single mother trying her hardest to provide for her kids, after a one-night stand five years ago Mila was left with one of the biggest responsibilities of her life, at only 18 she hooked up and got pregnant by a guy whose name she didn't even know, what happens when five years later the two reunite and their mutual attraction ignites once again, only this time, stronger. 𝐆𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 was a busy man, he had a mafia to run and it didn't help that his father was always breathing down his neck to find a bride to marry so he could have an heir to his not so glorious throne, deciding to satisfy his dads orders he sends out his men to find him a bride, what happens when the women he's faced with happens to the the women that has put an imprint in his mind for the past five years, the women who has left him with more then a memory and a hangover. Five years later, when they encounter each other again, his life and hers are thrown into chaos as they find themselves forced to confront the unexpected consequences of that one night. In this intense and emotionally charged story, two lives, two worlds, and two souls collide, and nothing will ever be the same again. ©️𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

"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!