Lucca was the underboss of Massimo family. He had darkness embedded in him. He was a cruel devil perfectly shaped to rule the underworld. Bella, a paramedic who only knows how to save people's life. But one day he meets, Lucca and ends up becoming his everything. And the devil wants her to he Only His.

Everybody knows that roses have thorns. Everybody except for Kit Finn, the notorious gang leader. The tiny hometown Rosie finds herself unable to escape isn't just something she can't stand, it's something most people avoid. The town is overrun by the Dice, a gang name she's heard since the age of seven. Rosie has watched many of her classmates and former friends get caught up in gangs only to find out they've disappeared months later. Growing up, her mother warned her not get involved... but who takes the advice of a woman involved with other men? Her father is a drunk and college isn't manageable, so Rosie finds herself barely keeping her head above the water. She knows she's a bit tougher than the average wild flower though. Roses have thorns and everybody knew that, only thorns can't always prick you. Gang leader, Kit Finn likes roses more than he likes wild flowers. Once his eyes are set on Rosie all he sees is red. WARNING: sexism, sexual content, debatable abuse and other touchy subjects will occur. Please, don't read if you're not a fan!

In a world where the mafia has resurfaced to more than its former prime exists Violet. She's smart and witty and has no idea what's really been going on. Once girls are accepted into universities they're auctioned off to be sold as submissives by different gang members. It all depends on the background they come from if they'll be educated on these things. Violet had no real idea until she started her first year of university. She doesn't want to stir up a fuss, but she wasn't raised with the knowledge of these things. She was raised to remember where she came from and who she was. WARNING: Spanking, rudeness, extreme sexism, sexual content, debatable abuse will all be a part of this story.

Warning- Mature, kidnapping, 18+ Veronica Martin, One of the most talented Doctors, she is beautiful and smart but still stuck in an unfaithful marriage. Her life takes an unexpected turn when one VIP patient comes to her, Vladimir Volkov. Veronica wasn't aware of his power and did something which she shouldn't have. Results, Vladimir purchased her from her own husband and she has no idea how to deal with this situation, but one thing she realises that she shouldn't have messed with Vladimir. Note- Story will be removed from Wattpad once completed. (It's a sample)

"I'm going to let go and your not going to scream or try to run, you understand?" He said, his voice was deep and he sounded dangerous I knew I had to listen to him I didn't want to speak so I simply just nodded yes. "Answer in words Ellie" he commands as he slightly removed his hand from my mouth "H-how do y-you k-know my n-name?" I asked, it came out more as a whisper and I'm surprised he heard it "I know lots of things" he said...... The description is not that great but please give my story a chance Also I don't own any of the photos in this story!!! This story had some curse words but nothing too severe!

"I-I'll call the Chief of Police." I threatened. He raised his eyebrows at me in amusement. I didn't understand why he found my warning so funny, I was dead serious. I had the Chief of Police of London's number on my fridge and I wasn't afraid to use it. "Call him." Officer Scott dared with that notorious smirk, "and tell him that Caleb says hello." "Fuck you." I snarled angrily. I never cursed. Never. IF I ever did curse, that familiar taste of soap would fill my mouth. Even if my mother wasn't there to force soap down my throat, she had instilled such an obsessive adherence to cursing in me, that I rarely did it. And just as I thought, as soon as I spoke the bitter word, that disgusting taste filled my mouth. But I couldn't help it. He wasn't even taking my threat seriously. No one had ever made me feel as incompetent, and small, and worthless, and insubstantial as Officer Scott did. And he clearly had ties to people in high up places. My threat to call his boss did nothing to even cause him to falter. He didn't even think twice about it. It was as if he was completely untouchable. "Are you offering?" He leaned towards me. I crossed my arms over my chest with an angry huff. "You're such an-" "Pull up you shirt." His husky voice interrupted me. My eyes fluttered in surprise at his abrupt request and I was suddenly at loss for words. "What.... N-no!" I shook my head to further convey my point. Officer Scott loomed over me and tsked. "Now, now, Summer." He patronized. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After fleeing her home on her eighteenth birthday, Summer "Red" Redwood finds herself in London, where she meets Officer Caleb Scott. Caleb Scott is a jerk. Summer Redwood had the pleasure of finding that out every single time he pulled her over to harass her. But she has other issues to worry about, and running away isn't an option. Not this time.

(Currently being re-written & grammar fixed outside of wattpad, I will be republishing very soon.) Josephine Katavana, the sweet librarian you would meet on a normal day at the library, struggling with her anxiety. She thought she knew it all and had her life planned out until she met someone, someone she never knew she would need so badly. Lucifer Luca Valentino, he was a psycopath and nothing more, he was the hot, inked, Italian, owner of a nightclub and publishing office everyone wanted so badly. But suddenly, after meeting her; she was all he cared about. Follow their journey from hate to love, if they have the strength to pull away from each other. ౨ৎ I feel like I can feel eyes on me from the back, but I didn't know where they were from, I turn around slowly to look around but my eyes land on someone else meeting theirs. By the color of the lights, I could make out the dark hair and the muscular form, his legs were spread while he had one leg bouncing up and down while the opposite hand was holding a clear tumbler glass while squinting his eyes leaning his head up to look at me with his neck veins and Adam's apple very noticeable. God that was hot, so fucking hot.

Highest rankings: Cliche romance: #1 (8th November 2019) Crush: #2 (2nd December 2019) Follow my Instagram for any updates and if you have any questions: @nikki_k123 Olivia Jones is an anti-social, clumsy, funny, shy, and a well-rounded person. She has one best friend, Emily Miller and is grateful for her since her parents can't seem to make time for her apart from the holidays and her older brother is off at college. Emily decides to take Olivia to a party hosted by her boyfriend, Kyle who just happens to be best friends with Austin King. It's been a year since Austin asked Olivia out and she rejected him but his fragile little ego can't seem to handle it, that brings us to the current day, where Austin has made it his priority, to get her to fall in love with him. Or is that the only reason? Just his luck, they get thrown in together for a round of seven minutes in heaven, well to Olivia, it's hell where he kisses her and claims her as his. (Whatever that means) and from there on, things take a sharp turn. She hates him. But how thin is the line between love and hate? . . . . . "I like you, Olivia and you're mine. And you can't do anything to change that." he stated before he took a step forward and pressed his lips to mine. What the holy frickity frackity freaking hell just happened? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

One thing, just one little thing Julie had to do to have a... Let's say decent... First day at her new school... Don't. Draw. Attention. First impressions mean everything. Just one little screw up and she knew that she would have to wish her junior year goodbye. So she decided to stick to this one grand rule that would ultimately determine her social life, reputation, and mentality. Survive through highschool. How hard can it be right? ... WRONG!!!! She was reading in her room when she just decided to take one... Little... HARMLESS glance outside of her new bedroom window. But all of a sudden... BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There stood a half naked, greek god bad boy right before her very own eyes!! So you may ask, what do you do in a situation like this? SIMPLE. You squat down in the middle of your bedroom floor... Because that's obviously not embarrassing... And start doing ninja rolls from one side of the room to the window curtains going COMPLETELY UNNOTICED. Well... That is until you bang your head against the wall after doing a total of SIX slightly slanted ninja rolls right in front of your friendly... Still without clothes... Abs are present... Somewhat very sexy... Abs are still present... Okay really good looking... ABS I REPEAT ABS ON SHOW... Hot, sexy, and did I mention ab-delicious Neighbor Or to be more specific... Ashton Rider. Say goodbye to an unnoticed school year, and hello to the bad boy's world. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Book one in the T.B.B.B. (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series WARNING: Lots of typing mistakes!!! Read at your own risk!! Editing will be taken place when I find motivation!!! (Heh... about that....)

"Who is she?" Damien asks, pointing at the girl who's smile instantly stood out to him. He hasn't seen her before, but even from afar, her smile was contagious. Maybe it was the way her lips curved upward, or how her eyes brightened in the dullness of the boxing arena. His friend follows the direction of his eyes to the girl sitting across the room, "Coach's daughter?" He asks. Damien nods his head, "That my friend, is the Chapstick girl." ~~~~~~~~~ Amber is just your average girl trying to survive through her junior year of highschool. Well, let's elaborate on that average part, there is just a small little detail that was left out. That she is known as the Chapstick girl. Why? No one hates her, in fact, everyone adores her kind, happy nature. Always willing to put others before herself. Or maybe it was because no matter where she goes, she always has HER chapstick. It defined her. A lot of people bypass the reason why she always has it, but maybe it has a deeper meaning than what other people see. Well, except one person. Damien. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Book three in the T.B.B.B (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series. Cover by @_broken_chords