"You thought it was funny ? Teasing me like that ?" Maxine's voice said as she pushed me on my bed and took some steps back . All I could do was look at her . I was way turned on . My dad was going to stay with a friend for today and I had the house by myself . Max took off her jacket and placed it on my desk and rolled up her dress shirt's sleeves "It was a little" I said looking at her through my eyelashes and she took a step closer . She came closer and dropped on her knees in front of me . Her eyes on me . Never breaking eye contact . She was on her knees in front of me "Oh ? Well I didn't laugh and neither will you , since you'll be moaning my name" she said and let her hand wander on my legs .

Rain's life is turned upside down when her sister disappears and her father starts drinking too much. Her mother owes a lot of money to a dangerous Mafia group and offers Rain as payment! But Rain has secrets - scars that run deeper than the ones on her skin. Whispers of a traumatic past echo in her mind, haunting her every step. She thought she'd left it all behind, but the shadows of her history lurk, waiting to pounce. Angelo Moretti, the ruthless Mafia boss, takes an unsettling interest in Rain. His gaze pierces through her defenses, seeing beyond the façade she's built. He's a master manipulator, using his power and influence to keep her trapped. Yet, amidst the cruelty and control, Angelo shows Rain fleeting moments of tenderness. A gentle touch, a soft word, a glimmer of understanding in his eyes. It's a dangerous game, one that Rain can't afford to play. For in Angelo's world, love and loyalty are luxuries she can't afford. Will Rain survive the treacherous landscape of the Mafia, or will Angelo's care for her become her ultimate downfall? Can she confront the darkness of her past and break free from the shackles of her present, or will the shadows consume her forever?

Jilliana: I moved to his town and in with my grandmother at the start of 9th grade. His cousin is my best friend. I have been enamored by him since the first day I saw him. He was always the knight that saved me, watched out for me. Looking at me with hunger in his eyes. Lurking in the shadows. One night changed everything. Keighan took the fall for what happened and told us to run. He was sentenced to three years. Didn't faze him in the least. He looked right at me in court and winked at me before the guards took him away. Here it is three years later, I'm 21 now and he was just released. Now that he's out he's coming to get me. I know it. Keighan: I went to prison, covering up for my baby cousins kill. Two men tried to rape her she fought back, they lost. Before the cops got to the scene, I told them to run. Not before I told my cousins to watch out for Her. The one I have waited years to have. She was my baby cousins' best friend, the young woman I have been obsessed with since we were kids. I was trying to wait until her 18th birthday to have her, give her one hell of a night. Going to prison for 3 years put a pin in that. Doesn't mean I didn't keep eyes and ears on her. The only thing I don't know is where she goes every night but I'm going to find out...

"What are you doing in my house?" He sat there in my sofa with his arms spread out across it, his black shirt was unbuttoned all the way down to the bottom. He had lit my fireplace while I was out, causing a glow to illuminate his body. "I'm not going to ask you again." He stood up, his reckoning height forced me to lift my head to meet his eyes. "I want to talk and you're going to listen, sit." I stayed where I was with my back against my front door. He walked to my kitchen and grabbed a glass from the cupboard, proceeding to pour him some of my whiskey. When he took his last gulp he looked back at me. His eyebrows furrowed and he huffed as if something crossed his mind for a brief second. Before I could say anything about his disrespectful audacity, he flicked his arm and sent the glass straight into the wall next to me. It shattered on impact and the bits and pieces spread out across my tile floor, some shards flew my way so I instinctively jumped back. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" He didn't say anything. I started to back up as he took slow strides towards me. The back of my legs hit the sofa but before I fell into it his large hand snaked around to my lower back and I was pulled into his bare chest. He used his other hand to pull out the black piece of metal tucked behind my belt before he finally let me fall. My face was dangerously close to his waistline so I kept my head raised as he looked down at me while he unloaded the magazine. "Now, as I was saying."

He was danger. She was innocence. He was fire and she was the water that wanted to put him out. But what happens when his fire spreads and she ends up getting burned? __ Nadiyah Valentino was everything anyone could ever want to be. Independent, successful, and shockingly beautiful. Her do-gooder attitude and confidence is what scares most men away from the African-American - Italian beauty .. every man except Giovanni. When mafia leader Giovanni meets Nadiyah at a club, from the moment she slapped him across the face he knew one thing and one thing only - she had to be his. He was willing to do anything and everything to claim her as his own. Will Nadiyah fall for his bad boy approach or will Giovanni have to force her to be his, find out in Dangerous Hearts!

Most people had the ability to say that their best friend was their sister, but all my sister had done was betray me by messing with my fiance behind my back. Even if I was the kind of sweet girl who was only a hopeless romantic, I had my limits, and heartbreak was one of them. After a wild night of partying, I woke up, hungover in an unfamiliar room, apparently belonging to Cole Morettie. He was the kind of man who made you want to stop in a second - even if you were in public. Not to mention he wanted me all to himself. Some chapters will be private due to content, so follow to read them!!! Delete the book, log out and back in then readd it. Cover Credit: Punkxst The Italian Beast. © 2016. All Rights Reserved.This work is registered and protected on www.copyrighted.com.

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.

Highest Ranking: # 15 in Romance on August, 5, 2018 Highest Ranking: #1 in CEO on December, 15,2018 Highest Ranking#1 in Interracial January,10,2020 Asher, is the cocky, arrogant, rude, and closed off Ceo of The National Elect Industries. He works hard for what he wants. He has everything he needs except one thing... A personal assistant until Natalia fulfills the position. Unfortunately they loathe each other. She puts him in his place, while he pushes her buttons. However Natalia's young daughter clenches at Asher's heart and possibly ties Natalia and Asher together. Natalia, is a sarcastic, independent, opinionated, and strong willed women. Recently having a baby who is 3 years of age. Natalia fulfills the position of a personal assistant of the CEO of The National Elect Industries. She accepts the job to make a successful living for her and her daughter. However she can't stand him, let alone working for him. However, Natalia's little daughter warms up to Asher. She sees a side of him that draws her to him and possibly take interest in.

What should have been just a one-night stand unravelled into an unexpected pregnancy and a new planet far away from home for Amanah. Being a foreigner on an alien planet with a species very different from her own, Amanah has to cope with her pregnancy and make the alpha want to be with her. However, it proves to be difficult since he's having an identity crisis himself. He is torn between his wolf Orion, obsessed with her, and himself, in love with another she-wolf. Will she end up winning both of them or end up going back home and cutting them off for the rest of her life? "Look, I told her she can still try to claim you if she wants to, and you can act the fool, but I will have you just as you'll have me at the end of this," I confirmed my feelings confidently, my heart violently banged against my chest as I said, "You're mine, alpha." His eyes darkened as he licked his lips. His hands still kept a tight grip on my hips, unwavering of my confession, which I believe was always obvious. "Can I kiss you?"

"She was ready to leave me, but I wasn't ready to let her go" - In which a young man accumulates a dangerous obsession for his ex-girlfriend (BWWM) (Not accepting translations) ©DrizzyHayes_