Ophelia. You may think that her name sounds innocent, and it does. it really does, but when you see her, you know that she's not as innocent as you think. They gave her the name « Hela » because of the goddess of death. She's one of the most feared assassin in the underworld. Known for her deadly beauty. Literally. A quote says « They fall for her beauty then ran from her brain. » but the only mistake in this, is that they never had the time to run. -------------------- The triplets: Mino, Theodore and Ophelia. When they are caught by the cops because of a drunk mistake. They find out that they have a father and 5 other brothers. Mix drama, love, badass people and secrets and you will definitely get the Ricci family's.

(Currently being re-written & grammar fixed outside of wattpad, I will be republishing very soon.) Josephine Katavana, the sweet librarian you would meet on a normal day at the library, struggling with her anxiety. She thought she knew it all and had her life planned out until she met someone, someone she never knew she would need so badly. Lucifer Luca Valentino, he was a psycopath and nothing more, he was the hot, inked, Italian, owner of a nightclub and publishing office everyone wanted so badly. But suddenly, after meeting her; she was all he cared about. Follow their journey from hate to love, if they have the strength to pull away from each other. ౨ৎ I feel like I can feel eyes on me from the back, but I didn't know where they were from, I turn around slowly to look around but my eyes land on someone else meeting theirs. By the color of the lights, I could make out the dark hair and the muscular form, his legs were spread while he had one leg bouncing up and down while the opposite hand was holding a clear tumbler glass while squinting his eyes leaning his head up to look at me with his neck veins and Adam's apple very noticeable. God that was hot, so fucking hot.

❝I want you on your knees, begging for forgiveness.❞ ━ Maylene Mattise celebrates her 21st birthday alongside her best friend Amira in Italy. She craves the thrill, the men, and the attention, and she has it all. Her vacation, however, is turned upside down when she encounters Lorenzo Delvin, who has a deep hatred for her despite never having met her... or so she thought. Follow Maylene and Lorenzo on a journey across time to uncover the secrets of their romance. Is it feasible that they will ever be able to put their feelings for one another aside? - This is a fast-paced novel with toxicity that may not be appropriate for all readers. ━ "Dirty little slut," he chuckles. He's not wrong; I do look like a dirty little slut when I'm naked and on my knees with his cum flowing down my body. "What are you?" He questions as he lifts my chin. I don't react. There's no way he'll get the response he wants. "I said, what are you." He repeats himself, this time with a deeper voice as he pulls me back by my hair. In pain, I let out a whimper. This pain, I must confess, feels good rather than unpleasant. "A d-dirty little slut," I reply quietly, this is beyond humiliating. As he lets go of my hair, I turn away. "That's right. Now up," he states. My knees are now sore, so I slowly rise. ━ Warning; this story contains mature content suited for readers over the age of 18.

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Previously titled Mafia CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN "Do I make you wet?" He asked me breathing in my ear from behind me. "No and you'll never be able to." I said smirking, proud I found my voice again. "Is that a Challenge? If yes then you're on Bella." ~ When Isabella Denise, the assassin for the French Mafia, finds out that her own people are plotting to kill her, the feeling of betrayal drives her to collude with the Italians. That's when she meets Giovanni Marco Enzo, the head of the Italian Mafia Family. He was everything from cold and self-centered to intelligent and calculating. More importantly, he was a known womanizer. What would happen when Isabella finds herself drawn to him despite the circumstances? ___________________________________ This Book Has Mature Content and Frequent Use Of Abusive Language. 18+ suggested but if you are under well I cant stop you, read at your own risk.

𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖓𝖊 ~ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖝 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 Phoenix Lyra Vale was determined to make her last summer break before college unforgettable. On a trip across Europe, she and her best friends come across the ancient, picturesque Italian city of Milan only for a week. After a blissful week with coffee and pizza, what could go wrong on the seventh day? On a night out with the girls, she witnesses a murder. And the culprit is none other than the Russian Mafia Don, Ilya Dimitri Ivanov. But when he captures her and forces her to his compound in Russia, they aren't strangers. There's a bond, a blood oath tying them together. And they must fulfil their fates in order to save their families and everything they love from destruction. 𝖂𝕬𝕽𝕹𝕴𝕹𝕲: NOT YOUR CONVENTIONAL MAFIA STORY // LOTS OF ACTION 𝕻𝕾 ~ cover courtesy of moi COMPLETED: 29/12/20 #1 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 ~ 9/12/20 #1 𝖒𝖚𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗 ~ 18/01/21 #1 𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖓 ~ 18/01/21 #1 𝖒𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 ~ 14/02/21 10K - 10/12/20 100K - 21/01/21 200K - 20/02/21 300K - 27/03/21 400K - 10/05/21 500K - 09/06/21 600K - 16/06/21 700K - 31/08/21 800K - 26/10/21 900K - 25/12/21 1M - 13/02/22 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"How dare you fucking disobey me," He grits his teeth clenching his fists while glaring at me. "Please let me go, I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I beg tears sliding down my cheeks slowly backing away from him. "Didn't I make myself clear already? You will never escape from here." My heart sinks down to my stomach. Anger quickly rising making me splutter two words I'd soon would regret. "FUCK YOU!," I scold. "What did you just say?," he grumbles his chocolate brown eyes three shades darker almost looking black. I gasp, as my back hits the wall watching him close in on me. I try to curve to the side, but he immediately closes me in by stretching both of his arms out. His hands firmly flat against the wall. "Repeat what you just said to me Madison," he evilly mutters his eyes locked with mine. "Leo please," I mumble. "You will learn to obey me," he venomously says his hot breathe hitting my flesh near my ear. Suddenly, his large hand grips my neck tightly chocking me. Both of my hands clutches onto his hand trying to free myself from his grip. "P-pl," I struggle to say while trying to breathe. I can feel the life in me slowly slipping away. My vision starting to blur in and out of focus. Leo suddenly lets go of my neck and I helplessly drop to the floor gasping for air like a fish gasps for water. I can feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I realize my life could have ended in the hands of this handsome murderer. "Recognize who you are speaking to. No one, I mean no one ever disrespects Leo Castillo, leader of The Red Eagles!", he firmly says his cold eyes glaring down at me. I stay silent completely mute. My body trembling from pure fear scared to say anything that might upset him again. Leo turns his heel walking out of the room locking it from the outside leaving me in shock of what just happened. "What the fuck did I get myself into?" A/N:DO NOT REPRODUCE/COPY ANY TEXT OR MY STORY IN ANYWAY. I WILL TAKE LEGAL ACTIONS IF NECESSARY!

Arsia (Ar- See- yah) and Luca (Lu-kah) - Arsia was in a two-piece lingerie. "Mi Amore you are drooling." she giggled and approached me. "Yes baby, because I am starving and you look like a five-course meal waiting to be ravished by me!" I groaned and grabbed her waist pulling her close to me. "Now look who is being naughty Luca," She said while blushing. "Mi Amore you live here with me now, naughty is going to be an understatement to what I am about to become!" I said with a smirk and grabbed her almost bare ass with both of my hands. Her face flustered in a flash and then she bit her lip. Which promptly made me crash my lips onto hers, she was quick to respond to my kiss as she opened her mouth and let my tongue in. I deepened our kiss as she tipped on her toes and put her fingers into my hair. Spontaneously, I picked her up so that she was no longer standing but now straddling my waist. She moaned the moment her Pússy felt my hard Cöck, which made me groan with pleasure. I walked over and placed her on the bathroom counter, I kissed her some more then I paused a bit to let her breathe. "I missed you Daddy," She said breathlessly. "I missed you more Mi Amore, but if you keep calling me 'Daddy' I'm going to fuck you very hard one of these days," I smirked at her. "I can't wait!" she blushed and bit her lip while drawing circles on my chest. "I love when you get naughty Angel, but I want you to beg for it. And only then, would I give it to you however you want it." I winked at her. Her face turned red and I shamelessly ogled her body trying to muster all the self-control I could get. Mio Dio! LOTS OF LANA DEL REY AND THE GREAT GATSBY REFS ⚠SEXUAL CONTENT} Do not read if you are under 18+ and Do not read if cannot handle it! PLEASE READ THE FIRST PART LABELLED SUMMARY!!! Most impressive Rankings so far😻 #1 in Non-Fiction #1 in Young Adult #1 in Romance #1 Humour #2 The Wattys #2 Billionaire #2 Mature Content #2 Badgirl #2 Fashion

Kiara is an assassin. Born in the industry, she knows her work better than anyone else and she's the best that her clan has. Kiara has never failed a mission in her life and never plans to. But this mission is different than the others. More difficult - dangerous, even. Her newest task was to get rid of the Prime Minister of England's son, Niklaus St. Clair. At first it seemed easy to her seeing how she has killed many presidents and prime ministers, and many of their eldest sons, so why was this one so different? Besides his face of zero flaws, and his muscular body and rock-hard abs, and that oh-so-sexy accent she involuntarily fall for - oh, and the fact he has many dark secrets of his own. She calls him an arrogant brute. He calls her his feisty kitten. So what happens when their first encounter ends up with her trapped between a wall and his body instead?