In the centre of the world of riches, guns and illegality. Stood a beautiful man with temperament as cool as sea and anger as violent as a tsunami. Eyes as deadly as an eagle and stare ,scary enough to bring half of this world down on its knees. Born with a silver spoon and the next heir to the network of the biggest mafia's in the world was he, Vincenzo Giordano Accardi .......................................................... Surrounded by country side waste and petty thieves. With pockets empty but heart loaded. Stood a poor girl with an average face. Heir to her father's debts and a mere room in the slums at the outskirts of the city. With a smile on those chapped lips and hope in those big brown eyes was she, Amara Luca ...................................................... He had 3 simple rules which she broke one by one . Rule 1 To love family before everything Rule 2 To reward deception with death. Rule 3 To never fall in love ......................................................... *Sample "He was the king of the underworld while she was a mere player in it, But then rules are meant to be broken when hearts overweight brains and deception plays its game." ...............................................

Vince Hunter. The rich, famous, and world-known hockey player and my asshole of a boss. People see his charming smiles and game moves on the ice. I see his tantrums and irresponsibility. What I never imagined happening between us was a drunken one-night stand. And even worse? Getting fired because of it. But now, six miserable months later, he's back to ruin my life and he's at it again except this time he needs me to play the picture-perfect girlfriend. As it turns out, our scandal left his reputation more damaged than mine and if he can't redeem it, he can kiss his spot on the team goodbye. The worst part of it all? I'm stuck with him, bound by contract, until... forever? . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of parental abuse

[COMPLETED, 18+) ''Let's get one thing straight.'' His tone was as stern as his grip. ''We don't make idle threats. No need to.'' The harsh stare slid down to her mouth. ''We take what we want.'' In the deteriorating Southeast district of Los Angeles, police struggle to control the ongoing success of a notorious crime family. One cop stands out among the rest, her integrity the defining line between law and corruption. But when passions flare, lines are often crossed . . . Lieutenant Virginia Robins has been waging war on organized crime for nearly ten years, hell-bent on shutting the Chilvati family down, one arrest at a time if necessary. Now the fight turns personal after her partner is killed in a suspicious fire and rumors spread about his possible link to the family. No longer willing to play by the rules, Virginia sets her sights on the man she believes is responsible, a man most people respectfully fear. Consumed by the need to clear her partner's name, solving his case is all she cares about--until the day her daughter is taken. Mark Spinelli is well-known for his quick temper and womanizing ways, although the true fame comes with the ruthless occupation. As underboss of the powerful Chilvati family, he trusts no one outside of the few loyal men sworn to protect him. Still, he can't help but admire the determination of the irate beauty who insists on sticking her investigative nose where it doesn't belong. And on the day she needs a hero, Mark shocks everybody, including himself, when he becomes one. Virginia finds herself captivated by the mysterious, intimidating man who won't talk about his past, and she puts her heart, career, and life at risk when she takes that next step, into his arms, into his dark world. WARNING: This story contains strong language, sexual content, and some mild violence. 2018 ABBA (Annual Bad Boy Awards) Winner Featured story on: @Romance @Dangerouslove @Action @Adultfiction @Crime @ProjectBadassGirls @ProjectBadBoys

Completed | We've all been tempted by the forbidden... When Harper Lewis agreed to marry Ryan Hale to save her family's business, she wasn't expecting to never have an orgasm again. Sure, Ryan was handsome and an all-around good guy, but they lacked that bedroom chemistry. The only way to solve that issue was to have an open relationship...and to follow three simple rules: don't sleep with the same person twice, avoid anyone with ties to the family, and, most importantly, don't catch feelings. When Harper meets a tall and sexy British stranger named Jackson Reese at a bar, she sees no problem with having one night of passion with him. Until the next day at her engagement party when she realizes that not only does Jackson have ties to the family, but he's her fiancée's estranged half-brother. Unable to resist the heated passion between them, Jackson and Harper find themselves caught up in an illicit affair that will change everything. As the wedding day approaches, Harper faces a tough decision. Will she save her family's business by marrying Ryan? Or will she call it off to be with the man she fell in love with?

This is an erotic romance. Recommended 18+! Completed. Excerpt: His mouth was back on mine in an instant, the door behind us rattling loudly as he thrust against me. "Does the geriatric kiss you like this?" He mumbled against me as his teeth nipped at my already swollen lips. I pulled back once more, my heighted state of emotions, my anger taking over. "What if I said I don't want you?" A devilish grin took over as one of his hands slid along my thigh, under my skirt, his fingers tracing over the soft, damp material of my underwear. His mouth moved down to my neck, nipping at the juncture between my shoulder and neck. "I would call you a fucking liar." I tried to bite back the moan as his teeth skimmed my neck, before sinking in hard, his fingers pushing under the edge of my panties. He hesitated for a moment, waiting for me to stop him. I didn't want him to stop. One finger slid over my folds before pushing into my entrance, sinking in deep. He groaned in pleasure, his erection twitching against my core as his finger began to move. "I can feel just how much you want me." **** Lucian Vanderbrooke has been labeled many things in his lifetime. Bad boy, asshole, troublemaker, pornstar, the list goes on. He is nicknamed Lucifer for a reason. He gets who he wants, when he wants. Everything changes when he sets his sights on his twin sisters' best friend, his childhood friend who he has always had a love/hate relationship with. Abigail Davidson is a determined redheaded spitfire who doesn't take attitude from anyone. She has secretly been in love with her best friend's brother for her entire life, even though every sensible thought she has is telling her to hate the arrogant asshole. It is a love that she can't act on. A love that must remain hidden. That pact they made when they were 16, doesn't mean anything... right? Standalone spin off from the Distorted Windows Trilogy. Can be read on its own but it is recommended to read the others first.

| ranked #1 | | 4.24.16| | completed | | wattpad featured story 8/17/16 | | winner of a collectors edition WATTY 2016 | "How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze. "Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists," I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this." "You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?" "If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate." highest rank: 1

A werewolf. A mate. The cliche alpha rejects his mate story. But it's all too real for Charlie. Where can she even go? Her pack pretty much ignores her existence. Her parents are in Paris helping out some other packs. Her friends incourage her to join her parents, and so she does. Suddenly two years later, little miss rejected mate comes back with a hot new body and a hot new attitude. She's not looking to forgive and forget. But she's not looking for revenge. Karma will do them in. But that cliche mate. He wants her back. What if she doesn't want to fall in love? What if she does? It's a little more complicated than that though. You have to take into account, a stalker. Yes a stalker. Her new best friend Tyler is not the only person accompanying Charlie back home, but her twisted, love-struck stalker as well. Cliche with a twist. Maybe you can learn a little something about showing people they've made a big mistake...

"Don't...stop" I say between pants. I grip her hips and guide her to my aching manhood once again. I feel her hands trail down to the hem of my shirt, then in one smooth motion she takes it off. I lay her down gently on the couch, "I'm going to make you feels so good baby." I whisper in her ear and grin when I feel her shiver. I pull her shirt off and connect my lips with her neck, her breathing quickens as I leave a trail of love bites, along her neck. I find a spot just above her collar bone and begin licking and sucking making her moans become louder, "Found it." I whisper. I kiss down her torso then lift her back up to unhook her bra, I slide one strap down at a time then throw her bra to the floor. "So fucking beautiful." I say breathlessly. Lila Johnson is an 18 year old senior in high school. She finds herself becoming extremely attracted to a very sexy guy, who seems to have taken some interest in her as well. When she begins to act on this sudden attraction towards Josh, what will the outcome be? What happens when lies, lust, and love get in the way?

Book One of "The Stranger In My Bed" series. ******************** "Tell me, Ms. Walton, how will you care for me?" Highest Ranks: #1 Desperate, #1 Eroticastories, #7 Eroticromance, #1 Desire, #1 Maturethemes, #1 Psychological, #3 Sexy, #1 Sexscenes, #1 Jealousy, #2 Disorder, #1 Series, #1 Wealth, #2 Caretaker, #1 Lust WARNING: Erotic content! Anna Walton hasn't had an easy life, but that all changes when she applies to be the caretaker for Jack Weston. The last member of a wealthy family with a rare mental illness. Each day Jack believes he is a different person, but one thing remains constant: his lust for Anna. His loyal caretaker, she fulfills his every need, but after each night she's left wondering: will she ever really know this stranger in her bed?

I used to sleep quietly and peacefully at night, that is until I started doing harsh things to myself. I hated the skin I was within, I felt like I couldn't take another breath of air with out choking or breaking. I always was attracted to mean and grouchy people. It seemed like they we different than the rest. My father used to be grouchy. One time it was Christmas and I asked him what Santa got for me, he laughed right in my tiny pale face. "Santa ain't real don't ye know that ye little prick." Then he chuckled evily as he went up the steps to his secret room. He always stayed in that secret room, well ever since my mother passed away. He didn't even cry at the funeral, just sat there with both arms crossed to his big chest. He had no emotion as people went up to the casket and gave him their apologies for his lost. I some times wondered if he was a robot man. If he was in fact, maybe it would explain his little robot actions.