Alessia had rules. She didn't do drama, didn't take nonsense from any man. Until him. For Cassian, she broke every one. A cliché, impossible mother in law? She handled it. Missed dinners because of work? She served herself double and waited anyway. Too tired to spend time together? She embraced the quiet hours alone. She forgot her limits, abandoned her rules. All for him. Until her. The one rule she couldn't break, the limit she couldn't cross. She saw him with her. Broken, she left and whispered a wish she never thought would come true: that she had never met him. The wish was granted. Alessia woke up and didn't remember him. But now Cassian is the one waiting. Running against time to be near her. Chasing every moment, following every rule, just so she might remember him again. And if she can't... Can he remember it all for both of them? © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

Mallory Verona. Her life wrecked, addict parents as an only child. Mistreated and unloved. She finds herself outside a bar owned by a rich man, appearing as her savior for the night offers her a way to get home. She trusts no one. Caden Hayes. Wealthy, successful, coming from a loving family. He is everything she isn't. Stable. Satisfied. Although with a violent streak his mentally may not be too far from hers as the son of the American mafia. He is fascinated by her. Can he wedge his way in? If he succeeds, can he handle her?

𝗡𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶 𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗵. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁. "𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗦𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗺. 𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘂𝗹𝘁. 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂.." 𝗦𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗺 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝗻 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗵. 𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗹. "𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗮? 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻' 𝘁𝗼𝗼. 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻' 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗼."

My husband was in a terrible accident that required six months of physical therapy. While I stood by him, cheering him on, he was making plans to leave me. For his physical therapist.

"You don't speak." I state. He looks at me and he nods. He slowly raises his hand before he wipes the tears streaming down my face. His touch heats my skin, making me suck in a breath. "You aren't going to hurt me?" He furrows his brows before he shakes his head once. A small weight lifts, easing some of the anxiety I feel. "But you kill people."

She's 20 sweet as sugar, and a walking daydream. He's 30, silent, brooding, and built like sin. She's all glitter, pink and giggles. He's silence, muscle, and jealousy in a black shirt. my first book. 2025

To most people, my husband is Viper. VP of the Devil's Rejects MC, hard, uncompromising, and completely committed to the club and his brothers. But the man I fell in love with was simply Roman, a man who called me Sunshine, and treated me like I was his treasure. By the time I realized the club would always come first, I was in too deep. And when his enemies came for me? He wasn't there to protect me because he was busy protecting her. And that I don't know how to forgive. Now I'm building a new life for myself without Roman. He promises he will give up everything to win me back, but promises are cheap and his aren't worth much. When we discover our enemies are still alive and planning to strike out again, however, I might not have any choice but to put my life in the hands of the man who's already let me down once.

Born into the deadly business, the seven sibling have learnt what it takes to survive in such a cruel world filled with people who are money hungry, and desperate for revenge. In the mafia world, blood does not run thicker than water, or the other way around. Trust is not something people in the mafia business understand, with people quick to stab you in the back at any opportunity to gain money, power and notoriety. Eleanor Johnson knew from a young age how dangerous her world was, but no matter how much she wanted to leave, she couldn't. Her father gained the reputation of being cold and heartless throughout the mafia world, putting a big target on her gangs back. Now at age nineteen, she has blossomed into a deadly assassin with killer looks. Most of Eleanor's attacks were secretive and skilled, which managed to fool a lot of her rival gangs who dismissed her as a fragile girl with a pretty face. However her plan to stay under the radar as the pure girl was uncovered, when a plan turned sour, exposing her to the dangers of gangs who wanted revenge for the damage she had caused through different territories. With new rivals on the gangs back, they become out-numbered by men who want them dead, more specifically Eleanor, and in a desperate attempt to keep the family safe, they join troops with an ally gang named 'the fierce mob.' Eleanor knew that this business was going to end in a painful death, and through the years she coached herself into being okay with it, but what she couldn't prepare for was the devious man she was willing to die for.

I watched as he walks closer to me making take a step back, his green eyes has darken and filled with rage I continue to step back but was soon stopped by the wall I started to tremble in fear. " Wanna say that again love?" He says towering over me, I couldn't speak I opened my mouth but nothing came out he was going to hurt me " Love.. I don't like to repeat myself I'm not a very patient man but if you don't give me an answer there is going to be blood on this floor and it's not going to be mine" he says calmly I couldn't hold back tears no more "You can't just come and own me like some piece of property!" I sobbed looking everywhere else but him I spoke up again " I'm not yours and never will be-" I was cut of by a hand gripping around my neck lifting me off the ground my hands immediately started trying to pull off his hand around my neck, but he didn't budge. " who said you had a choice" he says looking deep into my eyes, I slowly felt my throat closing up I tried harder to get his hand away but he was too strong I started to get less and less air "I'm going to say this once so listen close" my lungs start to burn as he leans in my ear " you're mine and mine only " He says before dropping me onto the ground I fell on my knees breathing greedily for air..... Alani Jones has a terrible past that is wanted to keep in the dark but that doesn't last when she finds out that her best friend's brother, has his eye on her, weather she likes it or not she is his and no one can tell him different.

Rosalina, 24 year old whose family was just killed by her abusive Fiancé, escapes to New York where she gets sent to live with old best friend and Mafia Boss, Alec Salvatore. 27 year old Alec, a cold and dark man who would stop at nothing to have things his way. He was cruel and manipulative but when Rose got involved, that all changed. Not knowing that she might've traded one problem for an even bigger one. "No strings attached." He licks his lips and I don't think I've ever wanted anything more then I do right now. "No feelings." I add. "Good because I can't get your pretty little body out of my head." He growls, placing more kisses to my jawline. He can't get me out of his head. I suppress a smile from spreading on my lips. "So is that a yes?" He reaches down under my shirt, grabbing my breast. My back arches, slightly for him. God, this isn't good....but it feels too good to stop. His hands feel so intoxicating on my body. I just want more. More touching, more of him. "Rosalina, I need words." He demands, kissing me. Placing my arms around his neck as I play with his hair, "What would happen if I said yes?" I tease. "It means you are mine to please and vice versa. Something we both want." He says, his body towering over mine. Both want.... His hands on my breast, kneading and playing with me. I feel like I'm going to explode. "No strings attached." I reiterate, my lips lingering right below his. "No feelings'.' He responds, almost too quickly. "Think you can handle that?" "Yes.'' I lied. We both did. All rights reserved.