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Fo-no-fo-bia | Phono-pho-bia | /ˌfəʊnə(ʊ)ˈfəʊbɪə/ noun: A persistent, abnormal, and unwarranted fear of sound. #1 in the Phobia series. ___________ "M-my name is Baybi, what's yours?" I answer shyly trying to pretend the cake I'm icing is more interesting than his presence. "Payne." His voice came. Deep, husky, intimidating. I stopped for a moment before looking at him again, a small confused frown wrinkles my brows. "Pain?" I questioned. A deep chuckle erupted from his throat making my cheeks dust with pink. I looked down at the now finished cake that was waiting to be put away. I decide to watch the way his shoulders shake as he sobers up, the stud on his ear glistening from the rays the sun emitted. He looks at me with a smirk playing on his lips. My heart dipped in whatever blood that was circulating it as he leaned unto the counter, leaving a sinful amount of space between us as he spoke again. "I'm far from it baby, I'm worse." ***** #1 in cute out of 192K. #84 in romance out of 1.94M. #3 in protective out of 12K. #1 in naive out of 2.08K. #3 in possessive out of 6.14K.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Read the description or watch the trailer :P -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zUt8A-N_Ls Skylar is a orphaned werewolf, sent from her home in england to North Dakota. when your parents are killed before your eyes by a pack of wolfs, it doesn't really warm her to the idea of becoming a mate to the most powerful werewolf in the continent... but when life gives you lemons...

(SAMPLE) Now available everywhere in ebook & paperback (and on Kindle Unlimited in the US & Canada). Kendall works the night shift at the campus library. It's the perfect job: she gets to spend hours reading her romance novels without interruption... until the night that Vincent, king of campus and star of the basketball team, comes to the front desk and asks her for reading recommendations. (75k words. No cheating, no love triangles, happy ending. Adult content. 18+ recommended.)

kalopsia: The delusion of things being more beautiful than they are. Marriage. The epitome of what every girl should dream of. The reality of it ends you with a broken heart, ruining whatever love you had for the other person. A meaningless paper takes down all the masks and glamor to reveal the ugly nightmare of marriage truly is; a prison. At thirteen I finally understood what I wanted from life: control and freedom. My happily ever after isn't some dream fairytale, it ends with me in the far away land of New York City, growing my empire to be an indomitable fortress. No it wasn't love that was going to make me happy; money and power, however, now that would be my heaven.

"Ella" he sternly says, but i dont move i stay in my spot watching my disney movie, "amore you need to go brush your teeth or you'll forget again" he speaks stepping infront of the tv. "i will after the movie finishes flynnnn" i complain throwing a pillow at him, but flynn being flynn catches the pillow making me pout and cross my arms turning away from him. "go now" he says, "no" i huff. "ella kingston" he growls but i dont move, "yes flynn reid" i mimick in his tone but. I hear him sigh and move and just when i think hes moved i am being picked up and thrown over his shoulder while he carries me upstairs making me huff again, then an evil idea comes into my head i smirk and raise both my hands bringing them down and slapping his butt hard while giggling. He sighs loudly but keeps walking "your such a little shit ella" he mumbles.

Blaze Alvara as been a tattoo artist since she was 16 she is now 22 and Is famous for your arts galas and tattoos. When she gets a new customer to her shop and meets Ajax and there starts to be tension between the 2 of them.She accepted the job for a mafia boss for fun but didn't know consequences of it.What happens when Ajax tends to break that certain rule to get what's his. Ajax De 'Leon a ruthless cold hearted mafia boss that gets himself his own personal tattoo artist and goes to her job everyday to get tatted or just to see her but never goes into the shop till one day. They finally meet and he takes a liking or more of an addiction. Then offers her a job.What happens when he finds out the things that had happened and has a need to tame Blaze and break her rule. ------------- He pushes me against the counter and puts both his arm on either side. Do you know what you do to me. He growls out I push my front into his and feel his bulge. Yeah I do but I don't do immature mafia bosses. Immature. He say and chuckles darkly I'll show how immature I can be.He grabs my hair with one hand and my thighs with the other and pushes me on the counter If you liked it rough you could have said so. Oh this is just the beginning. He smirks Read to found out what happens next.😙