It was 16 years ago the day she disappeared. No one knew where she was. Many believed she was dead. Others believed she was alive. Some gave up hope. Ariella Romano is someone who is closed off, hopeless and somewhat dead. She doesn't speak to anyone except her two friends. She always dreamt her life would be the same forever. Soon her dream turns into a catastrophic disaster when she finds out her stepfather had died in a shooting. She thinks she has to go live in an orphanage, but finds out she is living with her older brothers. New environment. New people. New dreams. Whilst she lives there, secrets begin to unravel about her life. Secrets that were buried so deep, began to rise up to the surface. She's confused and hurt but that doesn't stop her from finding the rest of the secrets hidden.

♔ She is cruel, ruthless, and arrogant. She is stunning, cunning, and deadly. She insists that we are not equal in this arranged marriage. She is the boss. She makes the rules. She can make me kneel in front of her with just a sweep of her lashes. She can make me feel things I have only read about in romance novels. But she can also break my heart with just a few words from her pretty mouth. And I am a hundred percent sure she will. Yet, I cannot stop myself from falling for my wife. No matter how much secrets she hides from me. ♕ He is sweet, innocent, and thoughtful. He is beautiful, smart, and full of life. He insists on making me happy and being my friend. He is the light of my life. He is the only person I have ever loved. I love him to the point of obsession. I would burn down the entire world to protect the boy with the lavender eyes. And if keeping him safe requires me to be the villain, then I would gladly become the devil herself. ~~~~~~ New update every week!

Verity was a quiet 16 year old girl who had a tough life. She never meant for things to go so bad- so why did they? Abandoned at the ripe age of 3, she was adopted by a narcissistic asshole who abused her for 13 years straight. Her only escape was her best friends, who she saw as her older brothers and his dad- who she called her dad. He fed her and kept her safe, helping her when things got bad at home. She introduced herself as Verity Volkov, which wasn't her last name but the last name she wishes she had. Her father figure, Mikael Volkov, was the leader of the Russian mafia. Verity attended NLA, New Life Academy. One day, when she is at school, the unspeakable happens- her adoptive father commits. With nowhere to legally go, she sits in the sheriffs office, awaiting her DNA test. To her surprise, she has a family- in fact, she had a mom, a dad, and 6 older brothers. Six! What was she to do as she moves to Italy to live with her biological family, who appeared to be the Russians rivals- the Italian mafia. Her father was the don of the goddamn Italian mafia. She stays quiet and emotionless during her time in Italy, trying to cope before she meets Nicolas Ricci- the man her family despises yet the man who took interest in her. The man she falls in love with without realizing. As her story unfolds and secrets reveal, Verity goes through an emotional rollercoaster. And through this all Verity has one question only: Why did her biological family abandon her? What will she do to cope through all of this? ______________________________________

This is book 1 of the majors. Please enjoy. Based of my imagination and research when I felt like it lol. Just here: I laughed and licked my lips as she turned her head. She was a cranky ass person when she was tired. Especially after sex. "I'm sorry love," I said as I rubbed her head. "Seriously you need a place we can get to only by boat or plane," she said in her hoarse voice. "Whatever you want Ms. Rose," I mumbled. "Damn Cuz protection at its finest," Heaven said as she picked up the condom off the floor. "Always," I said. "I always knew you had a big dick," Ricki said. I heard Mila groan as she sunk into my body. "It's bigger than you think," she said. I laughed as my cousin stared at us. I bit my lip and winked at them. "Y'all both owe me a grand!" Traci yelled. I laughed. "Rain you playing right? She talking about a strap right?" Ricki said as she sat down in the lazy boy. I shrugged as Mila turned around and laid her back against my chest. "No that nigga got a real dick. I told you I felt something when I was sitting on her lap the other night," Traci said as she sat on the coffee table. "I wanna see it before I give up a grand," Heaven said and sat on Ricki's lap. I swear they been fucking around since we were little. It didn't bother me cause they weren't blood related. "No y'all nasty ass, pervert dumbasses," I said. "Come on Rain we family. We use to take baths together," Ricki said. "Yeah when we were like toddlers," I said as Mila ass moved against me. Her body heat was serious. She was starting to make my shit grow. She need to move before I fuck her up again. "Stop moving Ms. Rose," I said lowly. "Stop getting hard. You all in my ass," she mumbled. I laughed and kissed her neck and she let out a small moan. "Shit that was sexy," Traci said.

Katarina lives a very different life. Protected profusely and living by the orders from her Father, she has no direction. Living day by day and taking the abuse each and every time. What happens when she comes in contact with the nightmare, Rhea Ripley, who develops an attachment to her. This is a female x female novel. It includes smut, some pretty dark and heavy themes (abuse and smut) and obviously some fluff. Please consider this before reading. If you're a fan of my other works, this is for you. Keep in mind as you read, this isn't completely accurate. Enjoy 💜 HJaneRipley ⚖️

✨Book 4 in the DiSilva Series✨ Isabelle DiSilva, the very definition of a mafia princess. An absolute perfectionist in all aspects of her life; school, ballet, even friends. Tucked away at her boarding school in the Swiss alps, she's surrounded by friends and chaos. Forging a ballet career, a straight A student, with the skills of her father's soldiers; she is a force to be reckoned with. Welcome to the reckoning. 18+ Warning: violence, smut, eating disorder Previous Rankings: #1 Mafia Girl All images belong to Pinterest.

This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

" W-what are y-you we-wea-ring?" Luca's deep trembling voice made me smirk. I looked down at the baby pink lace bra and matching panties that adorned my body. Luca's gaze was stuck to my chest at then it tavelled downwards. "Are you done staring?" I asked, my voice low and husky. The bag in his right hand dropped as he looked away , blushing madly. The blush that tainted his cheeks made me all the more turned on. Fuck. I slowly, made my way towards him and placed my hands on his chest. His eyes followed my every action. "Eleoner..." He whispered hoarsely, making me cream my panties. "Don't worry, baby. I'll make it go away..." I trailed off, biting his earlobe seductively. _____________________________________ When Eleoner was sent to military school at the tender age of sixteen by her gold digging whore of a mother, instead of improving herself, she turned worse. She drank , played around, swore like a sailor etc. She was the kind of girl your parents warned you not to hang out with. Tired of her careless mother and her innumerable man sluts, Eleoner decides to move out. When she decided to move to New York to study in NYU, the least she expected was sharing an apartment with another guy, Luca Marino. Luca is the boy your parents encourage you to hang out with because he is a complete nerd. He surrounds himself with books only. El was always into the hot bad boys in her hometown but this Italian nerd has her fantasizing. She will not stop until she has him in her bed. But along with Luca comes drama. Will El be strong enough for the heartbreak to come? Will she continue being the bad bitch or will Luca tame her? **************************************** Guys, this book is for mature audiences as it contains Sexual content (shitload of that) , swearing, etc..... So please , 18+ readers only. If ya nasty and you're not 18, try not to go ahead. But if you do, don't sue me for destroying your innocent soul. I warned you.

(UNEDITED) Mikayla Black Formerly known as Mikayla Bianchi before she was kidnapped and abused by her so called Aunt and Uncle But when her Aunt and Uncle die in a car crash her and her daughter Amelia have to go live with her Biological Parents and siblings. What will happen? Will they accept Mikayla and Amelia? Will Mikayla trust her family? Find out by reading 'The Return of the Blacks' Started: November 23 2021 ~RATINGS~ #1 in found #2 in longlostdaughter #3 in singlemother #7 in lost #7 in don #8 in mafiaprincess #14 in abused #33 in kidnapped #53 in brothers #219 in mafia #530 in mafiaromance

Carlotta Angela Vasiliev is a 17 year old girl living with her adoptive Russian mafia family of 4 brothers and father. Ever since she was a child, she's had no sense of belonging, abused by the Swedish mafia in her youth, her Russian saviours are the only family she knows. That is until someone frames her with the CPS and she gets taken away to live with her biological family. Enter the Italian mafia. 5 more overprotective brothers who finally got their little sister home in New York. Carlotta faces a new life with a new family, will she ever see her adoptive brothers again? Or will she replace them with her biologicals? What happens when she meets a boy who catches her eye? ~~~ "Car." He cuts me off, taking a step towards me, "Nothing about you could ever bother me." He says, lifting a hand to cup one of my cheeks. "Apart from your bratty attitude, but you'll learn." He adds on at the end nonchalantly smirking down at me as his hand slides from my cheek to my throat. TW: Mentions of abuse, rape, violent scenes and SMUT