𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧 ❝ 𝐈 𝐌𝐞𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐀 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 ❞ A long time has passed since Serenity, now a mother, has seen or had any contact with Elijah, not only the ruthless leader of the Castillo Mafia but now a father to her daughter that he doesn't know exists. Even though she's a mother and has a soft spot for her daughter, she continues to be the assassin that many fear. Elijah, now a coldhearted leader, has had a hole in his heart since the day Serenity walked out of the room where they both signed divorce papers. He didn't know it then but from the moment the pen hit the paper, he made the biggest mistake of his life, letting go of the one woman that kept him on his feet. She hasn't been with any other man since him. He hasn't been with any other woman since her. Yet one day, two years later, their paths cross again. All of the moments they've shared together come back to them. Will Serenity and Elijah be able to give to their relationship a second chance?

| Highest ranking : #3 in Teen Fiction | | Highest ranking : #20 in Romance | | Highest ranking : #1 in Teen Romance | (Undeniably in love with the bad boy - shortly known as Undeniably) "Grayson. . This isn't right. What if my brother finds out?" I stressed. He placed a chaste kiss on my lips, "That's a risk I'm willing to take for you, baby" *** Meet Grace North, she's kind, sweet and puts everyone's happiness before her own. All she wants is to get through her last year of school without anyone getting in her way. Meet Grayson Snow, the polar opposite. He's the bad boy of Riverview high, he's the most egotistical guy you'll ever meet not to mention Grace's older brothers best friend, his only intention is to annoy his best friend's baby sister of whom he's developed quite an attraction for over the years. Follow the story about a near impossible love that consists of a cocky green eyed bad boy and an unnoticed 'good girl'.

Alessandro Galanti, a mafia boss who has his eye set on Aria Stone. And he'll stop at nothing until she is his.

"We can't do this Eli" He continues to stare at me until he cautiously moves his mouth down to the side of my neck. "Why not" he says, letting me feel his hot breath move down to my collarbone. "My family will kill me, a-and so will yours" I barely get out. "I couldn't care less about the consequences right now", he scans my body with hooded eyes and mutters, "The only fucking thing that that I can focus on is what's under the little dress of yours". To hell with the consequences. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daisy Callow, a sweet girl with no self-control. Elias King, a mysterious guy with a little to much control. They're completely off limits to one another, thanks to their families. Nobody knows the exact reason as to why they hate each other, that's just the way it's always been. At least since that one fateful day. Is it because of choices that were made in the past? Who would of known those grudges would still be held today? Why are they expected to uphold these grudges? We only know one thing for sure. Love knows no limits. It's limitless. What happens when you fall for the one person you were told not to? Do you let everyone control you, or will you just love in secret?

Modern Warfare 2 Ghost x Reader !! Gender-Neutral, please kindly let me know if I messed up somewhere so I can quickly fix it :) (y/n) decided that if he wouldn't come back to them, they would go to him.

Love. As 'beautiful' as love can be it hurts and bleeds. If you're unlucky you may even love the very person you know you can't have. The best friend, The distant boyfriend, The sisters friend, The brothers friend, The ex best friend, Love isn't always given back the way you gave it. Leaving you with half a heart as the person you gave your half too never gave you their half back. But what if someone else has another half to make yours whole again?

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

"Why don't you go back to Hell?" I spat, fury boiling in the pit of my stomach. A dry smile played on his lips. "Haven't you heard, Cupcake? The Devil has yet to enter the realms of Hell." Follow the tale of Demi Lawson and Aidan Benson as they each tear down the stone wall the other has hid behind for one too many years... One beautiful, fucked up brick at a time. • • • • • WARNING: This story contains mature language/swearing, somewhat intense scenarios, clichés here and there, and a roller coaster of emotions. You're free to enter, but do so at your own risk. ****ALSO: This story is centered around eating disorders. If you're easily triggered by such material I would advise you don't read!**** © XxJessInfinityxX 2015 {Highest Standing: #2 on Teen Fiction) {Cover by: JuneMidnight}

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. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)

She was only a kid. Her mom was never home. She would take care of her self. A stranger helps her and she never forgot what happened that day but she forgot what he looked like. It mean't a lot to her. She's now an adult and what happen's when she get's fired and get's a new job. Little did she know It was the same guy who helped her nor did he know either. What happen's when he finds out and everything get's complicated. Can there love save the relationship.