[BxB] Alexander Smith has a love-hate relationship with trashy online novels, scoffing at the problematic main leads, clueless protagonists and the rampant use of cliches. He never understood why the kind protagonist always chose the abusive 'badboy' main lead in every inane love-triangle, especially when there was a wholesome, gentle second lead head-over-heels in love with her that was, frankly, the key ingredient for a fulfilling and loving relationship. So, when Alexander is in a fatal accident and his soul is transplanted into the fictional body of his most hated 'badboy' main lead, he makes it his new life's mission to rewrite the story - he will make the protagonist fall for the kind second lead, he will reinvent his character to be a functional member of society, and he will definitely, definitely stay out of drama. But hey, this is fiction, and fiction loves drama. *** Note: this story is in no way referencing or making fun of any books online (well, none apart from my own), and I am in no way hating on cliches - I am a sucker for the project partners cliche and 'forced to share a bed' trope. Please don't take this story seriously - because I didn't! #1 lgbtfiction (10/08/21) #1 comedy (03/11/21) #2 transmigration (25/08/21) #5 gay (20/08/21) #7 bxb (11/11/21) #11 boyxboy (15/10/21) #12 lgbt (20/08/21) #12 bxb (14/11/21) #79 romance (20/08/21)

Bonnie, a blind girl. Lorenzo, a ruthless controlling obsessive man who rules the Italian Mafia. **** A blind girl gets kidnapped by Don of the Italian Mafia and has no choice but to live with the Mafia family, later falling for Don (BWWM)

"Whatever you have that stupid grin on your face for, the answer is no. No smoking, no guns, none of your Mafia friends, none of any of that. And most of all no..." she trails off and glances at Fiona. Pulling my arm to the kitchen she lowers her voice, "And no women. I don't want any of your little skanks or anything around my daughter. Got it?" I run my eyes over her body. She is wearing the scrubs again and her hair is pushed to the side messily. "You look extremely fuck-able right now Diana. " ••• She's a nurse, a mother to an optimistic twelve year old girl, a friend to three crazy women and her name is Diana Ambrose. Diana had a horrible childhood, now finally getting her life together, she'd do just about anything to make sure her daughter doesn't have to go through the same thing. That is when Mafia leader, Dante Stone appears in her life with the offer of a lifetime and the promise of a better life for her and her daughter. But under one condition. She must pretend to be his Fiance for five months. {The first book in the 'For Me' series} TW: Contains mentions of abuse. Adult content. Sexscenes. Curse words. Violence. Beautiful cover by talented: @wafflesxberries

Sierra Lancaster has had an agonizingly mediocre life. She grew up in a happy home, made loyal friends, graduated college, and is now pursuing her dream of running her own bakery. Boring, right? A story like this wouldn't be one for the books. At least not until you bring a hot neighbour into the mix. A tall, brooding, shredded (like, wash your clothes on those abs shredded), and wildly successful sports agent. Interested yet? It gets better. Said neighbour isn't just a rando, but Sierra's childhood nemesis that made her formerly chubby days a living hell. Now we're talking, aren't we? Holden Rey has always been the golden boy. Holden...golden...you following? You'd think the bitchy universe would do its job and throw some karma his way but to no avail. Not only has he got it all, but he knows it too. He also still has it out for Sierra and resumes being a jack-ass of epic proportions (and his ass ain't his only epic proportion) as soon as he realizes who the new girl next door is. It's the same old story with these two except this time, there's unwilling attraction and sexual tension underneath all the hate. Is it just lust or does the bitchy universe actually have a plan? So maybe this story is one for the books after all. *A hilarious, enemies-to-lovers, romantic standalone. Rated 18+ due to mature content. All rights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic.*

A story in which a girl falls in love with a sociopath. Highest ranks: #1 in Teen Fiction, #1 in Humor, #12 in New Adult, #26 in Romance.

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.

•sweetly addicting• He was observing. Observing the one person who could always catch his attention. Observing her unique style of dressing and the black coils which fell over her shoulders. He was observing her as if he could see the future. Their future. And he observed that it would be brighter than the sun on a summer day.

FEATURED IN HUMOR I understand that you may think you're hilarious, but you're not. You're hurting my rating which is hurting my business. Take down your review. ___ Hello GideonToysLLC I understand that you may have a stick up your ass. Did you ever think that there was actually a reason why I gave your product a lower rating? ___ Hello AmazonWarrior If there is an issue, of course I can fix it. I do apologize. What is going on with the walker? ___ Hello Gideon the Pirate Oh, no there isn't anything wrong. _________________ Amazon Warrior follows the humorous tale of a witty lawyer as she strategically leaves reviews on Amazon products sold by her small town's most eligible bachelor. How hard could it be to catch the eye of the unsociable Gideon Daniels anyway? #2 in Dialoguestory September 2019 #19 in Silly

• Elysian Leonidas • I was assigned to do a task. Sheild her from all the monsters lurking outside. It was a simple task. And I knew I would succeed but the moment she gazed at me with those warmth-filled eyes, the warmth I didn't deserve, I knew I was fucked up. • Farren Elizabeth Calathan • He was dark and scary, he was just here to protect me, nothing less, nothing more. He guarded me against all the harm and watched over me but I think my heart needed more guarding against his burning soul. After all, I was a moth and he was a flame and I couldn't help being attracted to him, only to burn in the end. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "There's a difference. If this continues, I will have to replace you." My blood boiled and I growled. "You take her away from me and I will forget we even share the same blood." His eyes narrowed further. "Are you forgetting your purpose here? She's your client, Elysian, nothing else." "She is my fucking wife! Don't call her my client ever again."

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."