"Seduce me, cara mia." He crooned. "Seduce me like you seduced those other men." * 18 year old, Rosamaria Castro, a trainee at the Italian Mafia is moving on to the last stages of her training which meant learning The Art of Seduction, and from no other than the One and Only, 23 year old, Vincenzo Dominico, the leader of the Italian Mafia. The more time Rosa spent with him, the closer she grew to him emotionally and... physically. There was always more to their story than what the naked eye could see. Join them in their journey full of steamy romance, secrets, and heartbreaks. #1 on fear #1 on seduce [Trigger warning: This book is meant only for mature audiences due to scenes of violence and sexual activity.]

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.

Madison's life has gone downhill the past month. From being fired, to breaking up with her boyfriend, to her father's death. She needs to start again, somewhere else. A new job, new house. And Aaron Ryan, her father's best friend son just seems to have everything she needs NSFW Cover by: @yourfavvirgo1 STARTED: 23/September/2020 FINISHED: -

Highest Ranking: #1 on enemies #1 on lifeanddeath #3 on agents "I hate you." I breathe. "I hate you too." He says as he presses his lips against mine. * National Underground Protection Agency. NUPA. As its name suggests, is an agency that works in the shadows to protect the country and its citizens. When the sudden death of the Vice President of the United States causes an uproar, NUPA agents and archenemies Leah Beau and Mason Davis are assigned to investigate into the case named Case 92. Join Leah and Mason in an adventure with action, thrill, heartbreak and steamy romance.

"The Mob Boss and the Stripper" - Suffering from an abusive relationship, Emilia didn't think her life could get any worse until the night her boyfriend made a deal with the devil and gave her away to the mafia without hesitation in order to save his life and clear his name from his debt. Now, Emilia is stuck even further but little does she know that her life is bound to change forever when she meets the handsome devil, Vincent Fontana. But did it change for the greater or for the worse? ۵ "Who the hell are you?!" I asked in the midst of my panic as I stared at the blue eyed devil sitting down on the couch in front of me. "Allow me to introduce myself..." He chuckled, standing up to his full height that towered mine as he walked closer towards me. He raised his tatted hand up towards my face as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip, leaving my breathing to hitch. "I'm Mr. Fontana, now strip."

Charlotte is kidnapped and shipped half way across the world when clubbing with friends. After being sold she tries to find any possible way to make the mans life a nightmare, her quick witt and need to prove that she isn't scared may just get her killed. She'll go down fighting, that's for sure. Magic is a man with no humour, he loves his money and wants to live up to his awful fathers legacy. Charlotte sure makes it difficult to do business when making him frustrated and angry. Violence is the only way he's been taught, will that change? ___________________________________________ He bites his lip in frustrations trying to hold back anger, I've already broken his 'rule' oops. "Yes, that's the name I go by and you will use it" "Oh so, it's not your real name, so what is your real name", I giggle. "No one knows my real name, you will never know my real name, do you understand?", He questions. "Yes I do Bossman", sarcasm laced through my words. "You're pushing your luck Charlotte, one more peep out of that smart mouth and you'll be sorry", he deeply scowls. I stand up out of the chair and lean over the desk, "I don't give a flying fuck" ___________________________________________ RATED R ⚠️READ AT OWN RISK⚠️ -Violence -Smut -Sexual abuse/SA -Drug abuse -Mental health -Bad Language ⚠️READ AT OWN RISK⚠️ BOOK COVER DESIGNED BY: @DeepestDesiire

I always wondered how one could fall for the villain. The dark persona created by horrible events and people in their past. No matter how beautiful they were, what was there to see in the eyes of a killer? A monster? An enemy? What was it about their words that played with our hearts until you found yourself handing it to them? You don't sympathize with the villain unless you've lived their life, suffered as they have, or have been broken to the point where there was no hope in being saved from them. And so you had to give in, hoping for your last breath to come soon. Would I become the villain too, or would my end come before then? -- Alaina Larsen knew that no matter how safe she thought she was, there was still evil in the world. What happens when she finds herself in the place where the only way out-to truly be free-was through death?

He pushed me against the wall. One leg between my thighs, one hand holding my wrists above my head, and the other with a dagger to my throat. I glared at him. "You got me where you wanted me, now what are you going to do about it?" He let out a deep breathy laugh leaning in closer to my ear, pressing the knife a little harder. "I think you need to be more specific princess, because two very different ideas just popped into my head. Both involve you tied up and begging, His teeth catch my ear lobe. My breath hitches. "begging for what is the difference." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <<mature language and mature scenes>><<enemies to lovers>><<18+>> Asher and Vienna meet again after fifteen years apart with pure hatred for each other. Asher is given the assignment of killing the deadly, impossible to catch, assassin Hasfa Hoffman, and he discovers it is his life long enemy. But life isn't easy like that, Vienna and Asher have been through hell and back together over the past couple months. So when Asher comes at the cross roads of completing the assignment or giving mercy to the girl who has become more to him than he could have ever expected, what can he do? Be the cruel assassin he's known to be, or go against the odds and defy his leader? Smutty, angsty, funny- the enemies to lovers you know and love. With characters that'll make you laugh and cry. The Assignment, recommended for 18 and older due to mature content ;)

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones, the caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold, and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn ♡ Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇ #1 - Mythology, #3 - in fantasy, #4 - Humor