At the early age of 1, a pair of twins were kidnapped and taken from their father and brothers. After their disappearance was reported, they searched for them high and low. After being abuse my their mom and stepdad for 15 years, Isabella and Marcello are no longer those sweet and innocent kids that they once were, now they're just broken. But happens when they find out that they have a family? Secrets and past memories come to light. Read the missing twins to find out.

(Previously this story was known as Long Lost Sister) Ariana Parker was raised in love, but shaped by the shadows. Taken from the mafia famiglia as a child, she grew up with a kind family of professors-who give her a life of warmth, books, and unconditional love. But she has secrets. 18 years later, she is reunited with the truth of her birth: she is the lost daughter of a powerful mafia boss, the sister whose disappearance shaped an empire-and six brothers who never stopped searching for her. Her return does not tear her world apart-it expands it. They have secrets too. Her adoptive parents remain her parents. Her blood family becomes her protection. Her father, a feared don to the world, is simply Papa to her-softened, devoted, and learning how to be a father again. Surrounded by six brothers who would burn the world for her, she discovers that family does not have to be chosen over blood. Some hearts are strong enough to hold two worlds. And she is the famiglia's heart. Let's dive into the story to find out how she meets her family and adapts to it and what was the reason for her separation. #mafia #family love #brothers #siblings #cute moments #love

The desire of blood. Marcello Russo, the only daughter of the infamous Don Russo. Born into blood, power, and secrets, she is the crown jewel of the Russo empire not because she's delicate, but because she's dangerous. The Mafia Princess. She's beauty draped in vengeance, a soft voice with a blade beneath it. People see her smile and think she's fragile until they feel the cold press of her gun against their ribs. She is her father's fury and her own fire. And then there's Marcello De Luca. The one man who sees her all of her and doesn't look away. Her brother's best friend. Her childhood protector. Her forbidden constant. He's older, deadly, and completely devoted to her. Marcello is the only one who can hold her without breaking, the only one she lets close enough to see the cracks. He has his demons, but he would gladly walk through hell if it meant keeping her safe even if that hell includes her six brothers watching his every move. Their love is unspoken but undeniable. Tension laced with longing, glances that scream louder than words everyone tells Marcello to stay away, but he never does.

❛❛ Oh dear love, we don't go near that door...no one in the flat does...the man that lives behind it is Alexander Solonik. ❜❜ . . . Everyone in the neighbourhood wanted them kicked out for no reason, they were never seen, never heard of and they never open their door. They never left their home. It was almost as if...no one lived inside that house? But-only I saw the little boy who lived there. And only I know about it because my mother would trap me in my room for even making eye contact with them. Started: 18/08/2022 Finished: 31/08/22 This book contains mature scenes! BOOK COVER BY: typinchapters on insta!! RATINGS: # 4 romance out of 2M stories # 13 love out of 2.3M # 1 wattpad

Eleanor De Costa. The Princess of the Italian Mafia kept far away from her empire for a decade, being thrown on a boarding school for the rich and elite since she was just an 8 year old little sweetheart. Separated from her older brothers, cousins, uncles, aunts, and grandparents with no contact. Now that she has graduated as valedictorian, she's ready to go back home. However as she steps back into her childhood walls, greets the faces of whom abandoned her at such a young age, Eleanor can't help but feel angry. Revenger starts becoming a craving as needed as air. But as she strives to hunt and harm, ignoring the battle wounds reopening, she starts to ask questions, questions that challenge the morals she built her mental wall around. When do the consequences outweigh the prizes? When does the heart finally speak against the mind? When is it enough? _____ "The hollow hole in your soul that just for some reason keeps on growing. The loneliness slowly overcoming you. Slow enough for lack of realization yet sure enough to surely over rule you're senses one day. The kind that only family would ever dare leave in their absence." "I have my friends to fill that hole." "You can't heal a bullet wound with a bandage."

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

You didn't want to live that sorcery life despite being the most powerful one-greater than Gojo. You preferred to live a normal life, so that's what you did. It was all great until your family acquaintance, Gojo Satoru, came knocking on your door bringing Sukuna's vessel. "Hi y/n! Please hide him in your house for the time being! I'll triple the pay if you say yes" You couldn't pass up that big deal so you took it. However, you didn't realize Gojo baited you to take part of the path you refused to acknowledge. Itadori X fem!reader MIGHT contain spoilers & profanity /// Will be on quotev, fanfiction, and ao3

In Yue's heart, falling in love with Gojo Satoru is as effortless as breathing. It would almost be strange NOT to like him. At the same time, she is perhaps the most qualified person to say just how impossibly difficult it is to truly win Gojo Satoru's heart. *** The teacher's lips moved - opening and closing as if he were explaining something important - but none of it reached her. Yue's mind had already gone blank, slipping into a strange, suspended state where logic simply refused to function. (What is he even talking about?) (...Want to kiss.) Yue has always been a woman of action. Once a thought takes root, she acts on it without hesitation. Before she could second-guess herself, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against Gojo Satoru's. Mid-sentence, Gojo froze. His words cut off abruptly, and for the first time, his expression cracked, his eyes widening just a fraction as he stared at her in stunned silence.

𝐆𝐈𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎, a young girl who's never known stability. Raised by a reckless, unstable mother, she spent her childhood caught between drug runs and police raids, ruining her right for a normal childhood. One night when her mother goes missing, Giulia's whole life changes... again. Will being under the guardianship of her new older brothers give her a chance at normalcy in her life or will they cause even more mess than before? Healing isn't easy and trust doesn't come free. ☆ ☆ ☆ As I lied there in the hospital bed with a pounding headache, practically suffocating me while barely conscious, I heard that familiar, raspy, deep, sleep deprived voice that I've recently come to find comfort in. "Nessuno oserà toccarti di nuovo senza perdere le mani, amore," they whispered. (No one will dare touch you again without losing their hands, love.) I felt two hands hold my face with a soft kiss on my forehead. Their rough and large hands a contrast to their gentleness. The comforter over me shuffled as the familiar person brought them up to my chin and tucked me in. "Riposati ora sei al sicuro, bambina," they murmured, stroking my hair. Before I knew it, simply the presence of them reassured me as I felt myself drift off again into a deep sleep. (Rest now, you're safe, baby). ☆ ☆ ☆ 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 (noun): a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.

Olivia has been abused by her mother and her stepfather for as long as she could remember. It wasn't until they were killed in an accident, did she find out that she had five older brothers who have been looking for her ever since she was taken away from them. How will they react to finding out what her life was like before they got her back and will their sibling bond ever be the same as it was all those years ago before she was taken?