***THIS IS A FANFIC OF GRAYSON DOLAN*** 20 year old, Iris Juanita, still trying to relieve from her horrible and haunting past just wanted to live a normal life. Trying to find a decent job and getting a good earning while meeting the mafia's family is definitely not what she expects to happen as she goes along with her best friend to a club on a Friday night. ***THIS STORY MAY BE CRINGE*** (Just a warning, this is my first time writing a fanfic). ***IN NEED OF MAJOR EDITING*** ***CURRENTLY EDITING***

Book Two of She Belongs To The King - With their school year coming to an end, it was time for summer vacation, but just like their school year, it would be a summer they would never forget. Secrets will finally be exposed, and Mia will soon discover that maybe she doesn't know everything about her childhood best friend. - ❝Everyone knows he belongs to her.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] STARTED on March 16, 2018

Rank #1 in watty2020 28/1/2020 Rank #1 in eroticaromance 19/1/2020 Rank #9 in watty2020 13/1/2020 Rank #25 in passionate 10/1/2020 Rank #14 in Blaze 12/12/2021 Rank #6 in blaze 5/7/2024 Rank #3 in blaze 30/11/2024 ------------------ He's a monster in the business world. They call him America's Pride. He only have three Rules in life. -control -power -work He. Can't be seen with any woman out there or sleeps with any woman. No, he has standards which are very high. A womanizer? Very very much. Handsome? No He's not merely good looking, he's the epitome of male beauty and attractiveness. Williams Brown a 24 years old successful CEO of the number one known companies and hotel chains not just in America but all around the world. ------------------- She's smart and beautiful with a pure soul. And a fucked up past. A half Italian goddess with very high dreams of new beginnings. She thinks that for the first time she's running away from her doubtful past - But what if she isn't !? Rosabella Hunter a 19 years old literature student who leaves her home in aim of a fresh start. ------------------ *What happens when rose enters the mysterious, tantalizing life of the famous ceo williams brown? Will it be really fate who will bring them together ? she thought that he succeeded in stopping the demons of her mysterious past . what if he's one of them? --------------------- Warning!!! My story contains a lot of explicit chapters and sexual content ( i thought a warning would be nice) since alot of that will be here and there , so . I promise it's worth it :-) *Editing of chapters is weekly sometimes daily , but i promise they are just typos and Grammer , I promise nothing too serious I just want it to be worthy you guys reading it *

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.

⚠️ Dark themes alert: captivity, wild desires, broken pasts, and two love stories that will wreck your soul in the best way. "I'm finished." That's all she could whisper... barefoot, bruised, and locked in a dungeon with a snake slithering toward her. Until he barged in. Dawrfing the premises. Gun holster hanging his thigh. Dirt-stained white shirt. Wild eyes. Something about his raw presence screamed: Survive. She's innocent, shattered by fate. An earthquake survivor. Fled from the pawn of flesh traders. He's rough, haunted by his past. Serkhayl never meant to be anyone's hero. But what happens -when innocence meets raw wildness, ________________ Far away from that jungle of silence, another storm is rising... Kunan Shah - the spoiled, reckless son of a billionaire with a devil-may-care smirk and a garage full of sins - wasn't supposed to fall for Raniya, a girl sold like an object, her fire buried beneath forced smiles and silk skirts. He bought her freedom. But can he give her a life? She doesn't believe in fairy tales. He doesn't believe in love. Yet neither can walk away. 🔥 Two brothers. 💔 Two broken girls. 🌪️ One bloodline wrapped in secrets, lust, and redemption. This isn't just romance. It's survival. It's obsession. It's love - when the world gives you every reason to run. Read now - and brace yourself. This story will haunt you, heal you, and hold you hostage.

*****CURRENTLY EDITING***** Aubrey Evans is married to the love of her life,Haden Vanderbilt. However, Haden loathes Aubrey because he is in love with Ivory, his previous girlfriend. He cannot divorce Aubrey because the contract states that they have to be married for atleast three years before they can divorce. What will happen when Ivory suddenly shows up and claims she is pregnant. How will Aubrey feel when Haden decides to spend time with Ivory? But Ivory has a dark secret of her own. Will she tell Haden the truth? Will Haden ever see Aubrey differently and love her? ~ Aubrey is a kind, helpful,sweet girl. She is 22 years of age. She has black hair that reaches midback and beautiful grey eyes with hues of smokey blue and green. She has pink plump lips and freckles on her nose. Haden is arrogant and cold, mostly towards Aubrey. He is 24 years of age.He has dark brown hair and piercing green eyes. He has toned abs and looks like a Greek God or a model. Girls are captivated by his amazing looks and are desperate for him. He is cocky and not to mention he is a billionaire. Who wouldn't want him? Embark on this story and see if Aubrey will get what she wants or will she forever be heartbroken. 'What I Want' is the story of a woman who struggles to find love and with that struggle she becomes stronger. ******* Disclaimer: This is my original story and it can only be found on Wattpad!

Indigo knightly is the top assassin in her families mafia After a very traumatic kidnapping at a young age she vowed to learn to protect herself and she did, now shes a deadly weapon with a pretty face who will stop at nothing to get what she wants and what she wants is certainly not to marry Greyson King the heir to the American mafia Greyson King is as cold as they come, he murders without regret and is known for his unmerciful ways. Although he loves his family and would do anything for them. What happens when the two are forced together in an arranged marriage that neither of them want or care for in the slightest. Will the hatred they have for each other blossom into something more or will they remain enemies until death <><><><<><<<><><<><><><><> "I'm in love with you indigo knightly" his voice is so raw with emotion and his beautiful grey eyes are swirling with truth but i can't bring myself to believe him. I'm willing myself so desperately to say it back, because I really am in love with him too but it's like I'm frozen. "Prove it" the words are out my mouth before I can think about what I'm saying He looks taken back for a second but then in front of our families, our enemies, our friends, he lowers himself to the ground infront of me and kneels at my feet

E-BOOK AVAILABLE ON AMAZON!! --- ❝𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧, 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐨. 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.❞ --- Nirah dances for survival. Antonio acts without remorse. She never expected her nights on stage to lead her into the dangerous arms of ​​​​​​Antonio de Luca. The vile Italian don with luring green eyes and a striking smile. She's brave, seductive, and too smart to fall for a killer wrapped in Tom Ford. Antonio doesn't do love. He takes, he controls, and he destroys. Yet something about the fiery dancer tempts him in ways he can't ignore. He knows she's off-limits, but that won't stop him from making her his. In a world of crime, passion, and betrayal, falling for The Devil could mean losing everything.

I wanted her the first moment I saw her. I was only eight, but my heart's been set on her ever since. I don't know what to call my fixation on her, I don't know if it's just lust. I don't know if it's pure infatuation, or even love. But whatever it is, it's strong. It's unconditional...it's unrefined...but it's unrequited... It's unlawful. And still, no one could convince me that she isn't the one. She is the one. She's the only one. I wanted Aubree. I had to have her, but I had to wait. There's always been a wedge between us. A thick line that's never meant to be crossed. But sometime after my eighteenth birthday I took the first step over it. Nothing between us now-except for the guilt over seducing my best friend's mom. *This book contains some taboo elements, sex, and strong language and is intended for mature readers*

Years before his birth, it was prophesised that his soul would never be whole, that his heart would never beat in rhythm to his other half. Micajah was born with a dark soul, a soul that was corrupt. A soul that was more wolf than human. A soul incomplete. Nothing but an imperfect creation that walks earth. He will never have a true mate. When his turn to rule the wolf kingdom arises, after the death of his mother, he is forced to choose a female that has already been rejected from her true mate. Alongside his rise to the throne, the wolf kingdom begins to tear itself apart. An uprising begins. No one wants a creature, hated by the Moon Goddess herself, to rule. Even if he is the only royal heir by blood. Even if it is what tradition dictates. A male more beast than man, can never yield humanity, let alone love. But humanity can be learnt, and love seizes all - even those with corrupt souls.