"I don't know shit." Viper said licking his lips. The sound of Lokka cocking her gun echoed through the room. "Last Chance." Viper went to stand up, "I don't kno..." "I wouldn't do that." Lokka warning him in a sing-song voice. He froze, "And why not?" She smiled, "There's a hole the wall right behind that pretty little head of yours. And through there, I have a very dear friend of mine clutching a very dear gun of his. So you can attempt to move if you want to. But I can promise there will be hot metal through you, faster than your legs can move you." "You're fuckin' lying!" He said, searching her eyes to see if she was bluffing. "Try me." Lokka spat out.

MAFIA • He's TOXIC. She's NOT • Victoria Rossi Is An 20 year old girl who lives in Canada, and knows her value. Ace de Luca is a 26 year old Mafia king. What's going to happen when they cross paths? What happens when Ace kidnaps Victoria in order for her to be his Fake wife?

Summary: You don't know how much longer you can keep your relationship with Oscar, you brother's best friend, under wraps... poc reader 🧚🏾‍♀️

They find a paradise in each other. A paradise that won't last. "And if we don't last?" "Don't worry, we're totally ride or die." ON MY BLOCK [OSCAR DIAZ] SEASON ONE highest ranking : #2 in on my block // November 16th 2018 #1 in Eiza Gonzalez // October 21st 2018 #6 in Ruby Martinez // April 10th 2020 #3 in Oscar Diaz // October 10th 2021 #1 in Cesar Diaz // December 26th 2020

Elly's about to make the biggest move of her life-from Germany to America. But before she officially settles in, a school trip takes her to Freeridge, the city she'll soon call home. What she didn't expect? Meeting someone who's about to flip her world upside down... and make this new chapter way more complicated (and exciting) than she ever imagined. Warning: This story contains violence and sexual content. It's inspired by the storyline of "On My Block," so expect some spoilers ahead. All additional characters and content are my own creation. English isn't my first language, and this is my first story, so please keep any feedback kind and respectful-I'm doing my best!

Pairings: Bucky x f!reader Warnings: angst, eventual NSFW, stalking, dark!bucky, explicit language, smut

~ Bucky Barnes x Reader ~ You are Tony Stark's sister. You never thought you'd have to spend much time with the man who killed your parents until you're forced to go on a mission with him, despite not even being an Avenger. What will happen when you're in danger? Will Bucky pull through for you or will he abandon you and leave you with Hydra?

Vincent Brunos is the Don of the families. Ezra Gallo is a shy girl. When Vincent meets Ezra by chance, he can't help but feel enthralled by the young girl sitting on a couch, reading a book.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Never in a million years did I think I would cross paths with him again. Michael Woods. The boy who broke my heart. The boy who picked hockey over me. The boy who left me behind. After giving three years of my life to him, it was all over after his college graduation. He went his way and I went mine. But I never imagined landing a job at his agency when I moved to Boston four years later, let alone as his assistant. A job that's meant for me to service him, do as he asks, and give him all smiles. So, I play the part. I play the nice, kind, sweet assistant in public and ignore him like my life depends on it in private. The thought of getting close to him again terrifies me because I know. I know that once I let him again, I'll never be able to let him out. And if I do, it'll be at the cost of my heart, and this time he'll leave it broken beyond repair. I used to think he was forever mine. But hockey changed everything. What would he do now if he had to make that choice? Me? Or hockey? Or both? . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of death by accident and depression