"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

Vincent Brunos is the Don of the families. Ezra Gallo is a shy girl. When Vincent meets Ezra by chance, he can't help but feel enthralled by the young girl sitting on a couch, reading a book.

Book One in the 'Beautiful' Trilogy. Aria Valenti thought she'd buried her past the day she walked out of New York. Now she's back - older, wiser, disguising secrets, and still haunted by emerald blue eyes that once promised her the world and destroyed it. Dominic De Luca is no longer the reckless boy she loved. He's the Don. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. With blood on his hands. But when their worlds collide again, secrets ignite, and enemies circle closer. She's the only weakness he can't afford, yet the one thing he can't seem to let go. A story of love, betrayal, and the kind of passion that can burn a city to the ground. ******************************************* Rankings: #1 under #badboy (06/02/2021) #1 under #action-adventure (29/11/2020) #1 under #sexy (20/11/2020) #1 under #truelove (16/10/2020) #1 under #action-romance (02/10/2020) #1 under #gangleader (23/09/2020) #2 under #gangster (24/06/2020) #2 under #secrets (20/06/2020) #2 under #badboy (09/06/2020) #1 under #mafiaromance (28/05/2020) #1 under #stronglanguage (28/05/2020) #1 under #sexy (16/04/2020) #2 under #lust (27/04/2020) #1 under #truelove (10/02/2020) #2 under #mafia (10/02/2020) #1 under #action-adventure (19/02/2020) #1 under #shooting (19/02/2020) #1 under #badboylovestory (19/02/2020) #1 under #mafiaromance (10/2019)

Smart, beautiful, sassy and next in line to the Cobra throne, Alena sets out on the adventure of a lifetime when her father agrees to let her spend a year studying in Italy. Far away from the hustle and bustle of America, she's free to enjoy a carefree, full of fun, full of lust, year away from the watchful eye of her father. Or so she thinks... Damiano (Dom) Ricci handsome, witty, reckless and next in line to become the DON. With an alliance already formed between the Cobras and the Ricci's Dom is requested to keep a watchful eye of Alena during her year away from home. But what neither leader expected was for the two to become wrapped up in a summer romance. Will Alena return to America and take over the Cobras as always planned, or will she choose to stay in Italy and be nothing more than the dons girl? Book 4 in the Cobra series. 🐍 Number 1 in romance - 11/5/2020

"Breathe... Breathe Cassandra... Breathe..." She was about to give the best show of her life... But never did I imagine I was going to become the star of it. From the moment that our breaths mingled and our skins melted. She became the only reason that I breathed. MY ONLY DESIRE TO LIVE. Living a life ruled by my father and the ever-burning demands of his mafia empire; if ever I was going to defy it all, then it was going to be for her. And that was exactly what I did. I was determined to watch it all crash down and burn. Start a war. ALL FOR HER. Except I never imagined the secrets that I would uncover. The truths revealed and the lies that would be untold. A life perfectly orchestrated by the hands of the ones that I thought I could trust. So I had a choice... I could lay my soul bare and let her slice me open... LOSE IT ALL. Or play it safe and obey the code by which we lived... Was it ever a question? Ever a decision that needed to be made? She was my blind desire. AND SHE WAS ABOUT TO TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE.