[Semi Edited ] Previously Know As 'Adoration' Book One In The Russo Series "So fucking tight" he praised backing up looking at my body as he thumbs my clit-Spreading my legs open getting full view of my aching pussy. Clenching uncontrollably around him as he brought on yet another orgasm. "Fuck,Amore your dripping" he said smirking while fingering me faster. His hands travel up and down my body before grabbing my neck. "Suck" he demanded as I took his finger in my mouth sucking and licking as if it was his dick looking him in his eyes. "Such an obedient little slut" he boasted smirking at me. - Elianna DuPont Perez was the daughter of Danger. She was the definition of beautiful and deadly. Her very name itself could bring people to their knees- Her words could leave you in a mix of not only self pity but a mix of hurt at her reckless tongue, her beauty was her power and she used it too her advantage. Leonardo Russo was the son of The Italian Mafia Don, Heir to his family's Business. He was labeled desirable and wanted by many and was known to be the son who was closed off and to himself even though he was the next heir and the future Don. He was a dangerous temptation In waiting. Their families come together and become allies for a mission. A mission which changes everything. Sparks fly, Blood is splattered and tears are shed. A beautiful recipe for disaster just waiting to happen. - Warning The writing in this book is in no way shape or form professional. This book includes mature topics and scenes so please be advised. Mentions of sex, torture, explicit language and description, weapons: knives and guns and more I'm not going to sit here and say this book is 18+ because it's not, it's more so for a mature audiences so read if you wish. ------ [ Word Count: 80,000- 100,000 words ] Most Impressive Rankings ☆ #1 In Bdsmrelationship #1 In Bwwm #4 In Passion #6 In Assassin #14 In Series #24 In Fear

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦ Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the dangerous lifestyle he lived. Not only that, but she didn't expect for him to be so incredibly good-looking. Adrik Zolotov, the Russian mobster that everyone called "Mad Hatter". His insanity and crave for blood left him the most feared man of all. All he wanted was power and those around him to fear him. For a man recently diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, everyone believed him to be emotionally incapable of ever loving anyone. . . Imagine their surprise when he meets Avelina. ❦ "Mr. Zolotov, I have to make sure you bathe before I leave. It's apart of my jobs protocol," she said softly. The truth was that he made her feel nervous. There was so much coldness and evil in his eyes, it left a chill to run down her spine. "Fine," he stated before walking over to his bathtub. Her eyes followed his movements as he pulled off his shirt causing her to lick her lips and quickly look away. She could hear the sound of more clothes falling onto the ground until the sound of water running littered her eardrums. "You assist when asked, isn't that right?" He asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten into the shower. "Yes," Avelina answered. "Bathe me." ❦ Dangerously far from cliché

"If you think you can just come back here after years and pretend we don't want each other," he got up all my face making me momentarily lose the ability to breathe. "Then you're wrong." **** Orianna wants nothing more than to put her past behind her and start a new life. She moved away, with the one joy that has come from her past. She starts living a normal life until shocking news pulls her back to her home town. Initial plan was to go there and leave the next hour but that plan soon falls down the drain when bullets starts flying and she starts jumping on men twice her size all to keep her little family safe. Until it all becomes too much and help comes in a form she really couldn't face. Link Dane is back in her life. And this time he's there to stay.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

"𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗, 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎. - It's been years since the Ferrari brothers last seen their little sister. The very day that their mother stole their baby sister and their father left them to find their sister they had never been the same. They have changed , now their cold and ruthless, their not who there sister grew up with. Their the perfect mafia men. Although cold and heartless as outsiders would say, they had always wondered where she was know, hoping she was having a good life with her mom. But things aren't always as the seem... Astraea Greengrass, who never new the life of love or what the true meaning of family was, grew up in an abusive household. She had addict parents and a shitty life. She was broken, beautiful, and everything in between... She was a 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲. Come along to see their worlds collide in a story of anger, love, and finding what the meaning of family is about.

"He is my drug, addiction, rehab and the only antidote to cure this irrevocable sickness running through my veins" She'd always had a one track mind: Find the perfect husband. It shouldn't have been hard, she was everything a made man wanted. She was the daughter of the Capo, docile and polite, undisputedly beautiful and the girl every man wanted. Even from the early ages of her youth she had been tagged as elite wife material. Aurora Cremonesi was a name that was everywhere. The whispered words of the mythological legend her beauty created were echoed from every corner of the underworld. The untouchable Mafia Principessa was a modern day Psyche. There was only one man in the Underworld who didn't want her, or to know anything of this abstract belle. Vincenzo Salvatore. The most infamous playboy on the East Coast and heir to The New York Borgata. He had acquired her hand through the need to protect his syndicate and that's all the beloved Cremonesi girl would be to him: a business deal. It was done. The year Aurora would turn eighteen she would wed Vincenzo and become his wife. But when the four years of waiting are up and Vincenzo returns for his Principessa she is gone. Replace by a woman with hateful, serpentine eyes and a heart so cold you'd freeze to death before getting the chance to thaw it. He hadn't spared her a glance all those years ago but now, The Evil Queen he'd take home with him piqued his interest. He wanted her. She hated him. So he'd sworn to break her. To delve into her past and find out why she hated him, why the Princess turned to the dark side and she vowed to kill him. Slowly. To make everyday they shared a bed the nightmare of his life. But in a world dominated by men, what would become of a Queen who'd lost her King? BOOK I OF SERPENTS AND SAVIOURS MAFIA CHRONICLES (can be read as a stand-alone)

In which a beautiful and traumatized model runs into her past - "Do you like my body?" she asks as she crawls back on top of me. I smile and place my hands on her ass, "Very much baby," I say and lean back down, "Now ride me" I demand.

Promising student and avid reader, Zahra Calimeris, attends a book club where she meets Romero Vitale; A judicious professor and bibliophilic aesthete. book 1 | ongoing