(Under Editing) This is a Mafia siblings story. It will have some cliche sweet siblings moments. It's not like other Mafia sibling stories, I will try my best to make it as different as possible. It's the night time, everything is silent.A little girl snuggled tightly with his father.A silhouette covers them both and...
I'm sorry I wasn't looking" I said rubbing my elbow because his chest was HARD. "Yeah you weren't, Watch where you're going" he said in a rude tone. I was furious at this moment because he wasn't looking either. It was his fault too. "Helloo! You watch your tone. You're not supposed to talk to me like that...anyone...
It can be read as stand alone book. Sequel of "Lost Mafia Princess" (UNDER EDITING) Two individuals, different country, different culture, different personality, two mafias but one thing is common "their love for each other". Rudransh Singhania is our male protagonist.He is brother of the boss of Indian Mafia but sta...
❛❛ Oh dear love, we don't go near that door...no one in the flat does...the man that lives behind it is Alexander Solonik. ❜❜ . . . Everyone in the neighbourhood wanted them kicked out for no reason, they were never seen, never heard of and they never open their door. They never left their home. It was almost as i...
When Liya moved into the new town as a child, she found a boy her age who seemed to be a prince charming. But as the time passed and she turned ten, destiny had it's own plan. They were both contracted by their parents to marry each other one day. The boy who seemed to be a prince charming turned into a poison. He won...
The Bully and His Babygirl ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. ❝Are you bald, babygirl? Is that why you cover your head?❞ [#1 in Bully, 01.02.2021] . . . In addition to being looked down by the entire school because of her faith, the school 'badboy'- Zayd is adamant on making Alya's life hell. A project together and a study...
In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend. ***** "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I pretend to ignore him, flipping some pages in my book. "Come on...
