Reece smirked, "Trust me Chloe, the good girl always falls for the bad boy." Chloe Armel is a good girl. She never gets in trouble, gets excellent grades and is loved by everyone. Enter Reece. Wild, badass and has an ego that honestly couldn't get any bigger. He gets into fights, breaks every single rule and couldn't care less about the consequences that come with it. When Chloe's parents leave to treat sick children in Cambodia for two weeks, she is forced to stay at her neighbour's house. Her neighbour has a son, and it's Reece Carter. Sneaking out. Parties. Drinks. Hash Brownies. Flirting. Breaking the law...and road trips. Add a few shots of Cupid's arrows and what have we got? No clue. All we know is, it'll be unforgettable.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝒉𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔," 𝒉𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝒉𝑢𝑠𝑘𝑦 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑝𝑢𝑠𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝒉𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑟. "𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝒉𝑜𝑤 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑔𝒉𝑡 𝑝𝑢𝑠𝑠𝑦 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝐸𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒" "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝒉𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝐼 𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔𝒉 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑙y" _____________ The story of a girl that falls in love with her abusive boyfriend's dad. _________________ ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ ɪs ᴜɴᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

| 18+ | Completed | • • • Sevyn Haren was the type of person to fight for what she wanted. She stayed with her claws out, her pom poms in position and her mind on alert because well, she was always ready to fight. Now the question was. . .ready to fight what? A stupid piece of metal. More precisely, Veer Epp's stupid piece of metal that was oddly always on his ring finger. It was too bad that she was the type of person to go against every single set rule to get what she wanted. And what she wanted was Coach Epps. His wife could share.

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

Damia Lawson grew up avoiding eye contact. Based on her grandmothers teachings of how to use her 'gift', she has until her eighteenth birthday to figure out if the stories her gran told her as a child are real or fictional. She doesn't have much time. He's coming for her and she knows it. Read to find out what happens.

Mazie has fallen in love. Okay, maybe it's with the ghost of a boy from school she hates, but love conquers all, right? ***** Soon after sixteen-year-old Mazie moves to the town of Dorn, she becomes haunted by the ghost of a teenage boy. The ghost doesn't remember anything, so Mazie calls him Jack. Until then, she never knew that ghosts could tap dance, nor that it was possible to fall in love with one! But then Mazie meets Blake, a mean, popular boy at her new high school - and she realizes that Blake is Jack's living counterpart. This means Blake is in grave danger, and only Mazie can help him, but saving this unpleasant boy might kill her ghostly love forever... [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]]