In the romantic Sicillian vineyards, lives a Sicillian rose, called Nadia Angelus, who has lived through a a family tragedy. With smoldering good looks and a killer charm to match, Raul Corpillo sweeps into her life like a whirlwind. As he comes closer and closer, she finds it harder to resist him, as her own desire to be loved takes over. As Raul and Nadia hover at the edge of love, an evil arises. Will Nadia find herself in another tragedy or will she find love?

He hated her before even seeing her. Why? Because his father was forcing him to marry her. But it was one glance which had every instinct in him roaring for her. Possessive Territorial She became his passion. His redemtion. His obssession. One glance was all it took for beast within him yowling with possessiveness. He knew there and then she was the one whom he wanted. But little did he know that the girl dressed in a royal gown was treated worse than a peasant by her very own family. He promised himself that he will take her pain away. Is he going to take her pain away? Or is he going to give her even more pain? Read this story to find out.

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

Highest rank #1 General fiction 14th August 2017 Two mafia families. An age old rivalry between them. No one could bring them together and at peace......or so people thought. And then SHE happened. A girl so innocent and loving entered their darkened lives like a falling star and ushered them towards the light, binding them together. Her name is......... A mafia boss. Valerio Valentini. The head of one of the oldest crime dynasties in the world. A dangerous, deadly and ruthless man. Famously described as the "silent storm", a storm that destroys anyone who has wronged him. Some say that his heart is built of cold ice as he shows no mercy or compassion to anyone, it beats for no one .......except one. And her name is...... Amara Sullivan Romero- A daughter. A Princess. A Queen. ********* Cover credit: @EvaKvi COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

#3 in Romance #2 in Humor Book I & II in the Tattered Souls Series. 1st Book - Completed [16/12/2017] 2nd Book - Completed [09/09/2018] 'Where the Ruthless killer met his Tigrotto.' • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Being rich and popular, Ava Knights have got everything she wished for. A loving family and not to forget - the only daughter of the Chief of Investigation Department. So, Life was not a piece of cake for Ava, She was surrounded by enemies, enemies who crave the blood of revenge because of her Father. But she was free, living her life by her own rules with the dream of becoming a car racer. Now that her ignorance and carelessness weren't paid enough attention, Ava barely knew that she has led herself into a path where troubles took fatal decisions. She never knew how a simple, playful game would take her to the most dangerous and powerful Mafia, Aaron Di Francescantonio of Italy who was unlovable and merciless. She never knew that she would be changed from bıtchy to compassionate unknowingly for the one man who didn't even care about her personality. And, Ava definitely didn't know that one stupid selfie would leave her completely caged with painful lies and empty promises where she was uninformed of the fact that she had let Aaron take over her heart. Because Fate is such a terrifying bıtch with unpredictable turns and plans. Then again, A Mafia plays hard. And it was not always pretty. Engulf into the twisted relationship of Aaron and Ava where love becomes an addiction and vengeance becomes a passion. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Selfie With The Mafia. All rights reserved. Warning: Mature content and Violence. Cover by @spellrox

My cold hand slowly brushed the wet strand of hair sticking to her forehead away, my shaky voice mixing with the cold wind, "Mama," I stopped & pulled her closer to me, as if I was shielding her from the heavy drops of the rain, but I my intentions were further than that-- I'm trying to protect her, protect her from this fucked up world, which is the reason she's scared for life right before my eyes right now. "You know- all those people? That hurt you? They called the Angel of Death, but not easy, because the Devil will be the one ripping their bodies apart- I'll fuck every single of them up singlehandedly- Promise. You know that I got you right? I'm always behind you- I know I wasn't there at th-" "Enzo..." She whispered, & I was already starstruck when she rose her eyes to meet mine. I felt her grab my hand, our cold skins oddly warmed each other, "I know, Enzo.. I know." She smiled softly through the still visible tears. So I believed her. Because she believed in me. She hugged me as I tried to stop three pretty, pretty words from escaping my lips. <----------> They feared him; the Italian Leader of a Gang that made them shudder just by the mention of his name. Vincenzo Colombo had it all; the respect, the loyal ones under his roof, the money, the vehicles, the weapons, the protection and whatnot. In outsiders' eyes the scenery screamed he had a perfect life-- sure, a bit dangerous but still, easy. But, only one could imagine how the feeling of loneliness haunted him. Through the walls he had built around his heart, he still felt it warm up when he first laid eyes on the girl on a swing from across bench he was seated on, on a day of business. & a single word spun around his head. 'Mine.' Now he has the desire to protect her. & no one can stop him. He will protect her innocence from the World, the enemies, & him. Jaggar. The guy who wants nothing more than to destroy Vincenzo's life. He will. Even if it means taking away his new favourite thing.

Ranked #31 in stories tagged 'adventureedition' *** "Tell me...." he whispered softly in my ear. I looked into his eyes not knowing what to do. My heart and my brain....two different sides of me....pulling me apart. "....is it love when you stole my peace of mind? Is it love when we've given up before we tried?" "I......don't know." "You're no good for me darling." His words held so much in that simple sentence, I was his obsession. *** Criminals fall in love too. Just like Angelo did. Angelo Ean Pasquale, is a man of few words and more action. He doesn't speak much because his gun does the work for him. He rules the underworld and is what you can call your worst nightmare. He is, what you call develishly or sinfully handsome. Fear is what keeps people away from him. Angelo has no weaknesses. Or has he? Read and find out. *** COPYING THIS WORK IN ANY FORMAT WITHOUT THE PRIOR PERMISSION OF THE AUTHOR IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED. EXTREME SEXUAL AND OTHER EXPLICIT CONTENT. READ WITH CAUTION! THE SUBJECT OF "HUMAN TRAFFICKING" IS A PART OF THE BOOK'S PLOT. NO HATE COMMENTS WILL BE TOLERATED. ***

He takes his other hand putting my hair behind my ear. Why is he doing this? He slowly brings his lips to my ear. I can feel his lips barely touching the top of my ear making me suck in a sharp breath. "I like knowing you're scared of me" He whispers. His breath hits my ear and fans out to my neck. I shiver at his words. He stays that way for a moment before sliding his hand down my forearm and slowly pulling his head away. Our bodies still touching, he looks down at me with a smirk on his lips before he lets me go and walks away without another word. ~~~~ He is not the same person anymore. He has secrets. With him in her life, it is just a bittersweet tragedy.

Shouldering the responsibility for her nine siblings since her mother's death, Princess Illiana was reluctant to heed her father's orders for an arranged marriage. Her father threatened to beat her siblings if she did not accept and, so, Illiana was sent away to be married to the High Prince Reginald. Fearful of getting close to the man who would make her life miserable, Illiana tried her hardest to keep him out of her heart. The only issue, the way she was living with her new husband was nothing like she expected. Her thoughts became filled with questions, questions she was too afraid to ask aloud. Questions like why the other women were happy? Why the other women had wings when she was told the wings would be clipped? Why Reginald was always nice to her and never hurt her? And most of all, why was she chosen?