𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐢, 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. "Luciano." She glared "Tell me what you want darling." I whispered kissing onto her neck lightly. "I want..." She started to say but moaned as my fingers continued to rub gently onto her clit through her underwear. "Get it out, tell me." "Touch me, please." She begged That was good enough for me. - 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓.

"I just hope you know that I understand...that you don't wanna be alone."

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)

"I hate you for everything you are and what you have done to me." "I know" The devil answered before crashing his lips down to hers. ---------------- Celine's favorite subject in school is history without a doubt. She's always dreamed about being able to live through history itself, to experience what she could only read in books or in the movies she's watched. But what if there was a way for her to be able to travel through time and live an immortal life? To a point in life, she would give up everything for it, even if she has to sell her soul to one of the most fearful demons... ---------------- The story starts off slow and might be cringe at first but as soon as the demon shows up, the story is getting interesting and darker!

𝘔𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, '𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨' 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘋'𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘰, 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘈𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢 𝘙𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴'𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢, 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 - 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰.

"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

One regretful mistake that shouldn't have happened leads to a whirlwind of chaos. Five years ago, mafia princess, Rose Romano fled from her father's clutches. On the grand night of her return, she's controlled by her harrowing memories and stumbles into the room of a man she should've never looked twice at. Luca Armani. The cruel, cold, conceited monster and King to one of the world's strongest mafias. Also, her father's ultimate rival. In a moment of weakness, she's entangled in his silk sheets and his hands are buried deep in her hair. Mistakenly, lasciviously, regretfully. Both their perceptive minds thought there were no strings attached, yet she's continuously forced around the scrutiny of his intimidating, lustful, grey eyes when someone threatens to expose their little secret to her father. But, that's not the only secret she has. ✽ ✽ ✽ @peachygraham: ITS HARD TO READ OTHER STORIES AFTER I READ YOURS. I keep comparing them to your writing style and your characters. You really did a very wonderful job! I love your book so much! A MASTERPIECE!! LOVE U! @ira <3: this book is my favourite everything about the writing to the characters is perfect AND THE SLOW BURN IS KILLING ME BUT I LOVE IT @Ays_H: I love Luca and rose they're so cute. Ur deffo one of the best authors on wattpad. Ur book is written so beautifully 🤍 @nell: thank you so much for writing this yes this book made me cry NUMEROUS of times. this was so well written and i cannot thank you enough. i am so proud of you you are so so talented i love you ❤️ @ciara: I have no words, and I'm absolutely infatuated with this book @Jade: Honestly this book was phenomenal. Can't wait to read your future books, hopefully you get published one day as you truly have a gift for writing ❤️x @Allaxa2: I read a lot of books about mafia and love but never get attached to them like I did with Luca and rose , of course that because of your writing style

"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦ Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother. Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi. Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her. ❦ "I don't share, angel." "He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away. His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me." ❦ HIGHEST RANKING: #5 romance - 6/26/22 Dark Romance Cover by @-simplyhan

She is his obsession. He is her ruin. Obsidian meets diamond. A match made in hell. A love that won't last well.