18-year-old Bianca Vitale always gets what she wants. Whether it's a guy, money, or good grades, she has it all, except one thing of course. When she finally gathers up the courage to ask her father if she can join the Vitale family mafia and he says no, Bianca loses it. Can she make things work with the good guy? Or when she scares him away, will she give up and go for the bad boy? Warning: Mature Themes!! 18+ -language -sexual content -violence This is also a first draft with little to no editing done. *will edit after finished* All Rights Reserved © - this story belongs to @riaemd - no copying of any sort! Cover by - @_navyblueee_

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You're a young girl with a troubled past. He's a racer who is lonelier than you'd think. So what happens when Sasha, Connie, and Jean drag you to an illegal street race in an abandoned parking garage? Oh, nothing too crazy. You only happen to meet Eren Jaeger. Started: 6/30/21 ~ cover art by bearbrickjia

Turn up the Hot Wattpad Energy: Read big, win bigger 🔥 Ready to feel the heat? ☀️ From November 10-16, every minute you read turns up your chances to win: 🎯 30 mins = 1 entry to win 30 Coins 🎯 60 mins = 1 entry to win 60 Coins 🎯 120 mins = 1 entry to win 120 Coins 15,000 winners will bring the energy home. Start reading and see how hot it gets. She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

Followed by her past Alex is a shapeshifter, a panther in a world of werewolf's. she has never met another of her kind. running all day everyday for years across pack lands gets tiring so what happens when she tries to settle down on her mates territory. Will her uncle let that happen?

"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

Someone notice. Someone please notice. Anyone. Anything. Everything. She begged invisibly, silent screams shooting from her bleeding lips as she threw anxious glances towards strangers who stole them without a care. Her blood was alive, but her body was dormant. Her brain sent shock waves to the heart, breaking it piece by piece as shards of ruby lodged their way into her veins. Strangers walked by...unnoticing...preoccupied...robotic. She stood on the slight hill of the yellow line, scruffing green stains from her pearly white shoes...the grass always was greener on the other side. She had survived for so long. Silently. Successfully. She didn't want to stop...but there was no other choice. No. There was never a choice. She wanted to live...to explore...to see, what she could be. The only thing stopping her were these people. These strangers, who walked through her like a poltergeist, an angry, confused and wicked presence they disregarded from their lives. The thing adults were always most scared of...their past selves. The poltergeists of their adolescence. Spirits of long before, the times in their lives they wanted to miss. The reality was, she was a ghost. Was alive, and would be dead. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Amelia has a regret: she's tired of living. Blake has a secret: he's tired of dying. When two worlds collide, and tracks cross into a collision of intrigue and attraction, two strangers embark on a mission to save each other, after Amelia gives Blake nine days to convince her to carry on living... A list of lives, that of which neither have lived, is set in motion, and nine days of wonder, adventure and heartache begin as the stranded souls search for what they've been looking for. Apart, Amelia and Blake are polar opposites...but together, they're a twisted reality of reckless euphoria.

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*