✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."

"why are you avoiding me?" she whispered. "because you're crazy."

The tyrant that was Jason Hyland held a soft spot for his best friend's daughter Charlotte Montgomery-he only wishes the rest of his body was soft for her too. When Jay realized little Lottie Bell wasn't so little anymore he begins to struggle holding in his lustful feelings as he sees her on a day-to-day basis as his personal assistant. But the real challenge doesn't start until he realizes he isn't the only one staring at her newly developed assets.

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.

When Johanna is rejected and told to run, she has no idea where to go. But her wolf does. She runs for weeks, all the while, being chased by wolves from her old pack. Then, she eventually finds herself in the Kobia Kingdom. What happens when she finds her second chance mate and it's the demon king? She doesn't want to trust him at first but he will try his hardest to win her over. She's still haunted by her past and missing her family. And worse, she's still being hunted by her ex mate.

Flicker never wanted a mate, especially an alpha one. She strongly believes that with an alpha mate, she would lose all her freedom and independence, two things that she values most . What will happen, when the two controlling and dominant alpha's arrive at Flicker's pack; claiming that she is their mate. "As Luna, will I be equal to you"; I question, unsure at this moment if I was overstepping my boundaries. The car is silent for a moment before they both snort with laughter, but the laughter quickly dies and the Alpha's become deathly serious. "You will never be equal to us, you are higher than the pack wolf and slightly higher than our beta but you will never have equal power than us"Connor states arrogantly as if it's the most obvious thing in the world "We will decide when to mark you and then we will decide when you will have our pups and rest assured you will have many pups"Jake says his tone deathly serious as if he is daring me to question him. Warning: Contains abuse and confronting scenes not for younger readers.

"Sell your virginity to me and I will clear your father's debt." ~~.~~ Angelique Ryans had a promising future ahead of her. Prestige school, lovable personality, talent. She had it all, until the day her father gambled away their lives to a man famed for brutality. The choice was simple - strip for the mafia or die a miserable death. Or..to strike a deal with the devil himself. Nikolai Ivanov had his sights set on her. An innocent and pure Angel - all his to break. Ruling with an iron fist and wicked heart, he was ought to ruin her. Every curve of her was made for him to take and ravish. Only, this Angel is fiercer then she seems. She's the light to his darkness. The calm to his storm. In the end...who will break first?

Completed 12/26/2019 1# norse 11/17/2018 1/31/2021 8/9/2021 9/10/2021 6# 1/19/2024 1# vikings 11/18/2018 1# viking 10/1/2020 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><> During the Viking Age, sagas and men whispered of magical beings, lurcing in the woods. Men with the capability to take the form of a wolf, and hunt as such. Surely this could not be true? They were called ulfhednars, and Iona would soon be proven just how real they actually were. <><><><><><><><><><><><><> Sold to the Jarl, tortured by the Jarl, cast aside half dead, by the Jarl. Iona's life was not easy, and it only got harder with the loss of a loved one, and a baby on the way with a man she despised. Events take place, and she begans to find out just how much she has been living in a lie. Relatives she did not know she had find her, and give her the salvation she dreamt of for so many years. There is also a man, filled with power, with dark hair and bright blue eyes, giving her longing, loving looks. Why does he hide in the shadows and not show himself? What does he have to hide, and why do people pretend like there is nothing to be conserned about?

Lenora did not have a wonderful life. After her engagement to Prince Ronan is broken, she loses everything... her reputation, her home, and her family. Starving on the streets, she dies angry and bitter at how her life unfolded... Only to wake up in her old bed, fifteen again, five years before she died. Now she must struggle to change her fate, and the fate of those around her. This time she won't trust in something as flimsy or changeable as love. No, this time she'll have the power and the money to protect herself. Lenora has already lost everything once. She's not going to lose again. No matter what the cost. (Cover submitted by @QueenHelmer)

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.