BOOK 1 IN THE MORETTI SERIES A story about an oppressed young woman and a ruthless Mafia man arranged to be married in a world neither of them asked to be born in. *SLOWBURN ROMANCE* *Morally grey Male lead.* *Innocent Female lead.*

Looking for a job isn't easy, especially when 26-year-old Cyrene is in a wheelchair. Graduating from uni late and trying to enter the industry, Cyrene is finding out how hard life can be, not to mention how unaccommodating some employers have been until Lucien hires her on the spot A young, successful marketing director, but Lucien too, has his own issues, hidden deep within. Haunted by his own thoughts, he hides it under the success of his career until Cyrene rolls in one day ready to work with him. An encounter he never expected but will change the trajectory of both their lives. #1 in wheelchair #1 in paralysis #1 in disabled #1 in spinal cord injury #1 in mental illness #1 in accident #1 in injury #1 in car crash #4 in romance #2 in work romance #2 in thoughts #12 in love

Kingsley is a genius-one of the brightest young minds in England. With perfect grades, natural talent in sports, the ability to play three instruments, and fluency in five languages, she seems like the ideal daughter. But beneath the surface, she's a prisoner of perfection. Her father is determined to shape her into the perfect heir, demanding she mirror her older sister, the golden child everyone adores. But no matter how hard Kingsley tries, she can never escape her sister's shadow. Constantly compared to the girl who can do no wrong, Kingsley is left to struggle with crippling anxiety and the harsh belief that she'll never be enough. The love her father has for her sister only deepens her resentment-both toward her father and her siblings, including the brothers who seem to love her less with each passing day. Her mother's silence only adds to the suffocating isolation. She says nothing as Kingsley's father relentlessly insults her, while his manipulative words continue to tear her apart. The there is him. The man who has caused all her trauma.

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲.. 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐳 is running away from her abusive husband with her seven-year-old daughter, after leaving New York for eight years she moves back living with her parents. She is set on hoping for a better future for her and her daughter Eliana, but what happens when she gets a job offer to be an assistant for the boss of the Italian and Sicilian Mafia? 𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨 is the boss of the Italian and Sicilian Mafia, his main focus is to find and kill his big enemy the Colombo's so he can gain the power of the Russian Mafia and soon the Colombian Mafia. But what happens when his eyes land on Petra? What happens when two opposite people meet from different worlds? Will Xavier bring more trouble to Petra's future? Will Xavier get to gain power over the two Mafias?

"Bastard." She whispered. "Your bastard." He whispered back. ~~~~~~~~★~~~~~~~~ A shy at first girl but wild once you get to know her. Her innocence is nothing but mock. Behind her curious, innocent eyes lie a woman who'll make their knees shake. In more ways than one. When she meets three of the most handsome, devilish, and sinful men to exist, she can't help but wish she could have them all. And that she does. When things hit its peak, she has all three of them wrapped around her finger. Despite them being her dominants. As the past catches up to them, secrets are revealed. Feelings are hurt. And blood is shed. An angel with her wings dipped in blood. • • • WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS VERY MATURE SCENES AND LANGUAGE. IT IS A SOMEWHAT SLOWBURN, BUT THINGS MOVE A BIT QUICKLY. IT WILL ALSO BE A LONG ONE.

"Fuck you." I mumbled but everyone could definitely hear me. "Already did." Atlas replied loudly with a smirked. "Ew" Apollo said covering his ears. "Gross" Hera scrunched up her face. "I'm going to be sick." Gaia faked gaged. I looked away in embarrassment while Atlas laughed.

Luca is a 28 year old mafia don, who is trying to better himself mentally with everything he's been through, he just wants to feel free. Kiana is a 24 year old therapist dealing with her own emotions and shit, she just wanted an escape. They meet and attempt to help each other, no romantic feelings but life makes everything harder and they can't stay away from each other. ** There is a lot of mature content in this book and I will not be putting warnings before as it will be long: this includes, sex (between more than one partner), drug abuse, sexual assault and harassment, mental illness and others. Please do not read if you feel as though you will be triggered** He stalked his way towards her. No words were uttered. Pure lust evident in their eyes. He backed her into a corner, she was looking everywhere but him, she couldn't, she shouldn't. His hand toyed with the hem of her dress. He hesitated. His mind was racing with thoughts of how he shouldn't, he couldn't. Her heartbeat picked up, her breaths quickened, her body needed him. He saw the affect he had on her. Pulling up her dress, he saw she had no panties on. Enraged he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her, making her look into his eyes. His other hand slid into her folds, she was soaking wet, just for him. She whimpered in response. She couldn't get enough. Her hips rocked back and forth along with his fingers. He added another. Yet to kiss her, he pushed the thought out of his head. Her body began to rock faster, causing moans to fall from her mouth. He bent down to her ear and whispered, "Perché non possiamo semplicemente stare lontani gli uni dagli altri belli?". (Why can't we just stay away from each other beautiful?).

"You won't choke me when you come out, right?" She smiles, what a tease. "Stop it," I warn her. "That's a bad habit I can't seem to get rid of, and your neck looks pretty with my hand around it anyways," I smirk and she rolls her eyes. "It's okay, I know I can take it." She challenges. Oh, right here she is. I've missed her so much. My little pink. "I know you can too, I know you love it when I touch you." ... ❀ Montana Lowren ❀ Shy, sweet, smart, a book lover, energetic. Blond hair, pretty bright blue eyes, 5'5, the sweetest person to everyone no matter what they do to her. Her whole life she's only had one friend and that friend was the person that kept her down all the time, that wasn't a friend but she didn't have anyone else so she has no choice but to stick to her. Trying to make people the one person that 'hates' her and bullies her all the time, understand that she's also a human and she can never do harm to him or his friends. ⋆Landon Kate ⋆ Schools biggest bully, arrogant, pushy, prankster, grumpy. Brown fluffy hair, grey-ish blue eyes, 6'1, doesn't like long conversations with anyone, is going through that phase where he just ignores every question asked to him. He likes Montana, he's liked her since 15 but he's never had the heart to ask her if she felt the same. He was determined to make her his and keep everyone away from her. But he bullied her, he hurt her feelings all the time, how would he be able to make her his if he's only pushing her away? Read to find out I guess.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 Two years since he threw her out. She's a model and he is still the same guy who she remembers. Except he is a cold hearted cunt. What will possibly happen if he finds out her son is his son, his heir? She hates the pain and heartbreak he caused her, she hates how she can't let go her feelings. All those cities he burnt down and people he killed in her name. We all have our flaws, that's what these two realise But deep down we all have our 𝘏𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺. ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ Nicholas's arm seeks around my waist, pulling me closer to his body. I lay my head on his chest. The cities lights shine through the room. His large hand draws small circles around my hip. I smile softly feeling a kiss being placed on my head. "You're so beautiful, you know that don't you?" he whispers looking down on me. It's just these little things, things to make me feel that small bit better of course. I hum making him raise an eyebrow, "Yes" that makes him smile back. He places a few small kisses on my lips before leaning back against the headrest. "The real beauty lays within our hearts, it's 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺, it's our hidden beauty baby."

[Needs Editing] "I like you, in my t-shirt." his voice was low. Dark. Hot. "I prefer it on the bedroom floor." I tease, although, it wasn't really a joke. "Ah, you make this so hard for me." he sounded angry, yet he never raised his voice. "What's hard?" I smirked, looking down at the ever growing bulge between his legs.... ~~~ Cecilia Rodriguez and Elijah DeNiro. Torn apart but meant to be. Love is the most powerful thing in the world, and nothing can stand in its way. ~~~