Half of their childhood was ripped from them. Taken at a young age they didn't know anything about the world they were brought into. But at least they had each other Nathaniel Walker and Everleigh Taylor were thrust into a dark world before their minds were old enough to comprehend evil. Saved and rescued by the most amazing people they were finally given the childhood they deserved. But that never lasted At age sixteen and seventeen they only have one thing on their mind, getting revenge on the people that ruined their lives, even if that means having to go live with the biological family they never knew existed. NOT A MAFIA STORY

After a drug addicted mother and her daughter is separated from an alley raid, six year old Zahara learns to fend for herself. From eating out of trash cans to bathing in gas station bathrooms, a bonnie and clyde couple finds Sahara in the alley. Will they leave her? Or will they change and take her in? Read to find out

"Just fight a little while longer baby boy." "I'm tired."

"Don't worry baby, you know that you got me," Sequel/Spinoff for Kismet

Scarlett Lawson, or at least that was what she was called before. Before she was betrayed by some of the people she was meant to trust the most, placed in the worst predicament she could have imagined and sent away to a whole different world. But now seven years later, no longer is she the shy meek fourteen year old that let people just walk over her, in her place a strong confident twenty-one year old millionaire, who dominates the whole law industry proving her potential to the world and it's all thanks to one person who showed her, her true potential. What happens when the past starts showing up at every corner she turns or when she comes face to face with a dark haired man who can't seem to leave her thoughts. After all it's not all that bad it's just THE WAY YOU SEE IT.

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

There's a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable.

A promise. It seems like the simplest thing in the world to keep. But so often, they're broken, empty and hollow. They seem like the easiest thing in the world to believe, but after the words are left out to bleed, after they leave you waiting and wanting, after all the emptiness and hollow words-how are you going to believe the one who actually say what they mean?

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Leonardo Giovanni became a father at the age of twenty. The new mafia Don was a closed off cold man that left people shaking in fear. He loved his daughter Maggie so much. He changed his ways for her. Leo wanted the best for his little girl. But one morning all of that changed. When he went to wake her up his bright bubbly baby was not in her crib. Her window was wide open and all of her baby stuff, including her little elephant stuffy was gone. Fourteen years later little baby Maggie is running from the cops for the third time that month. The cops are sick of her and even more sick of trying to locate this girls mother. Finding no luck they dig through the system hoping that someone can claim this mischievous teenager. One day at work Leo gets an unexpected call from a police station on the other side of the country. When he finds out it's his daughter he jumps right on to the opportunity of seeing her. Maggie has a lot of secrets and a bounty on her back. How can the friendly, bubbly, talkative girl escape her demons? How can Leo a cold mafia Don raise an energetic fifteen year old? How will Leo get Maggie's trust? Will their fiery attitudes clash? What happens when Leo finds out about his daughters past? TW - Abuse, Drugs, SA, Alcohol, Fighting Not edited. Started: 01/15/2022 Finished: 05/03/2022