✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ..⃗. ☁️ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦. "Why are you always looking down? My face is right up here." He gently held my chin in between his fingers, tilting my head up so that our eyes could lock in on each other. "You're so pretty, you make nervous," I quietly confessed. A blush made its way on both of our faces, making laughter fly past my lips. He's so cute. He shook his head and brought the blunt in his hand to his lips, taking a long drag. I curiously looked up at him through my lashes, secretly wanting to try it. As if he knew what was going through my mind, he gripped my face in his hand and bent down, pulling us closer together. My heart thumped against my chest, begging to be let free. "Uh-" He cut me off by placing his lips on mine, making my eyes widen when I felt him allowing the smoke to blow into my mouth. "Inhale," he instructed. ೃ⁀➷ 𝐀 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲; 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. ..⃗. ☁️ 𝐀 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

"You like this, don't you, bella?" he murmured, his voice softer now, almost mocking as he traced his fingers down my side. I nodded, unable to form words, my body completely at his mercy as my knees dug into the mattress beneath me. Bent over, under his spell. "Say it," he demanded, his hands tightening around my hips in a bruising grip, each thrust sending a shock of pleasure coursing through my body like magma. "Yeah," I managed, my voice quivering. "Good." He leaned over, caging me between his arms as his teeth grazed the side of my neck, just enough to make me gasp. "Because you're mine, Andrea. Don't you ever fucking forget that, sí?" ⸻ A poor nobody, that's all she's ever been. Andrea's life had always been about surviving in the dark, her light still shining weakly. When you hear his name, your body will paralyze in fear. Caesar's family needs an heir, but he is cold-hearted; he doesn't have time for love, let alone an heir. Until her. His eyes of desire and her soul full of fire. What happens when corruption and purity clash together in an unexpected gamble between heaven and hell? All Rights Reserved ©

Belle has lost everything to the Mafia. The culprits are lurking to pick her off as well. While life is losing its luster for Belle, Marcello is thriving. Marcello runs several legitimate companies, earning him millions. On top of that, he is considered the Mafia King. Marcello has some type of control of any and every business in his vicinity. And several around America and back in Italy. Staying on top has been his life's work. When returning a favor for an old friend turns into saving Belle's life, the favor turns out much more long term than either expected. ~ "That doesn't matter Belle! Do you not realize you completely disregarded your safety!" His veins popped out at he reloaded and ducked low. We were down to two cars. I licked my lips in worry as I tried to shake them. "Mother fuckers," he curses as our back window was blown out. "I can't loose you!" He suddenly screamed as he shot the second to last driver. I avoided going home because I didn't want them getting any leads. "You're not loosing me, Cello." "It felt like I was," his voice cracked as he chucked a grenade towards the car. I lurched at the explosion and silence followed after our pursuers were eliminated. "Marry me." •• This story will follow a couple trying to navigate the world of organized crime. There will be MATURE scenes so beware, hopefully you enjoy it as much as I do writing it.

''Sweetheart you'd do well to listen to me when I say you're mine. Do you understand?'' He said, his eyes flashing with anger. Well I was just as enraged. Who the fuck did he think he was? ''Excuse me mister I don't know who the hell you think you are but you cannot boss me around like that and secondly I'm not an object you can't walk around like you own me." I ranted and turned around to walk back to our table when strong arms wrapped around me preventing me from doing so. His arms were on my waist trapping me in a death grip as I felt his lips near my ear. ''Wrong answer." he whispered huskily. I shivered. ___________________________________________ Corina Rodriguez had a normal life or so she thought until she made eye contact with the ruthless mafia boss Antonio Martinez. As soon as Antonio's eyes land on the beauty that is Corina He decides he wants her and he gets what he wants. He's determined to not let her go. ~~ Give this story a chance you won't regret it💘 This is an R-rated book so if you're not comfortable with reading that then please don't read this book:) DISCLAIMER: I was 15 when I wrote this book so there are errors in it and I'm not proud of it. Maybe I'll re-write it some day. If you don't wanna read, leave by all means but NO ACRIMONIOUS COMMENTS. If you can't comply with this rule then don't bother reading my book.

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬, a gentle charismatic 17-year-old somehow finds herself befriending the cold-hearted Viktor. 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐲, the leader of the Russian mafia, falls perpetually in love with the beautiful Marlee Edwards. 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 "He was not for everyone, but he was for me." 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐲 "And as I sat and looked at her and the rolling hills she sat upon I thought, what amazing luck I have that the world had created such beautiful things and given me the eyes to see them."

All Baby has known in life is pain. Years spent locked away in an attic to bare the agony of her father's brutal hands. Family is a concept unknown to her since the moment her mother died when she was only a mere five years old. Thirteen years she's spent alone, caged away from the world and unknowing of the secrets that await her. One of them being a storm eyed male that would change her life forever. But not everything is what it seems... Follow Baby and her journey as she immerses herself into a whole new world with her new family, friends, old and new enemies... and men that were slowly consuming her mind, body, and soul. ═════════════════════ ✨✨ This is the 1st installment of a 2 part series. ✨✨ ═════════════════════ STORY IS NOT EDITED - there are many grammatical errors, chapters are slowly being edited, please be patient with me. ═════════════════════

When it comes to crowds or even a small group of people, Aurora Price, is shy, very reserved and doesn't talk much. She shrinks into her shell. The only two people she's comfortable around are her brother's Griffin and Max. When she's at home chilling with her brothers, she's sassy, bubbly and always singing and dancing. She has the voice of an angel, and the body of a goddess... but... she's broken in her soul. She's been abused and doesn't trust anyone but her brother's. They've bounced from foster home to foster home... but no one wanted to keep two gay boys and a shy, timid little girl. Until...... Oliver Stone... Tattooed from his neck to his hips, light grey eyes that look like smoke, 6ft 2 and nothing but muscle. Girls drool and immediately drop their panties at the sight of him and he knows it. He ruthless, bloodthirsty, powerful and a cold blooded killer. On the streets they call him "Ghost"... Rumors say it's because if you piss him off or mess with his crew, you'll never see him coming... you'll never predict when your death will happen... but you can trust that it will. He likes to play with his victims.. that is... until he crosses paths with shy little Aurora. She tamed the beast and she doesn't even know his name. .................................... "Hello there little one." He whispered as his arms wrapped tighter around me. Of all the times and places I fall, it has to be right now and in the arms of a god!? "What's your name beautiful?".... Did he just call me beautiful? I couldn't speak... I was too busy dealing with a panic attack to tell this sculpted god anything. Why was he asking anyways? No one takes an interest in me... Ever. "What's the matter angel? Do I frighten you that much?" He loosened his grip... I manage a small nod. He smiles and gently brushes his nose against mine.. my brother's call that Eskimo kissing. Whatever that means. "No need to be afraid of me sweetheart. I would never hurt an angel like you."

Eleanor's life is not exactly pleasant. She works for rich men, has to do all kinds of odd jobs, and if she does anything wrong she gets beaten, or worse. The men tell her that her parents left her, and they had debts to them and therefore Eleanor has to work for them. But Eleanor does not believe them, she feels she has a family. What if all of a sudden men come into the house with weapons and Eleanor meets her family? Or rather her 7 older brothers who are keeping something secret from her, and can Eleanor keep her secrets save? ⚠️TW WARNING: abuse, rape, cutting, cursing⚠️ #1 in drama #1 in fight #1 in brothers #1 abused