Nina felt a pair of eyes watching her. Warm, gilded brown, like the whiskey in her glass. That was how she met Roman Conway for the first time. Three years later, she meets him again, and she is pulled back into a past that cracks the surface of the seemingly perfect life she curated. ***** As Nina Jordan admires New York City from a rooftop, she seems content. She is surrounded by her closest friends, and Cameron - the man she is marrying. But when Nina goes to get a drink at the bar, she bumps into Roman Conway. To Roman, Nina looks different. Her signature curls have been pulled straight, and cut into a blunt bob, and there is a dark melancholy about her. The biggest change he is struck by is that she no longer looks at him the way she used to. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque

----- In serious need of revision! ----- Wanna-be journalist Kate Santoro would do anything for the scoop. Anything. Including finding her way into an underground club exclusive to only those in the Genovese mafia and the beautiful women they employee. What could be more perfect? She would stick to the shadows, snap a few videos, and write the biggest story New York has ever seen, therein making her a legend! Easy as pie. Until she gets found. A series of blatant lies and lucky breaks later and she is mistaken to be one of the workers underneath. While many might be terrified of this predicament Kate couldn't be more excited. The freedom to roam the area and talk to the members of the infamous brotherhood will leave no rock unturned. All she has to do is keep her cover until the night is over and the workers go home. What a fantastic position she is in! There are just two problems. One being him. Alessio. The Don, the Godfather, the Capo di tutti capi (the boss of bosses) who has taken a keen interest in Kate. Even that is something she could probably handle for one night. Except problem number two. They don't leave. Not at the end of the night, the end of the week, or even the end of the month. Alessio's interest in Kate threatens to expose her, something she would surely die from. He knows she doesn't belong but it's not as though she could have just waltzed in, right? By the time Kate realizes that not even the greatest scoop is worth the price, she is in far too deep to call it quits now. ~~~Praise for When The Sun Goes Down~~~ Natasha427: "It was so captivating that I may or may not have spent the last several hours holed up in my room frantically scrolling down to read more. I LOVED IT!" uninteresting17: "You're my soulmate. I love just everything about your writing." Daisy_Blue: "Has anyone seen my heart? It seems to have been ripped out and tossed across the ocean." NaughtyPlease: "I am beyond obsessed with this piece of literature heaven!!!"

Kindhearted Rose, was just a woman that was blessed with captivating, beautiful looks and the ability to tremendously bake and cook. She was only supposed to be locking up the bakery until a drunk and confused Greek God stumbled into her shop. Cristiano Rossi, the infamous and alluring brother of a notorious mafia leader. He was a dashing businessman at day, but a dangerous, mighty underground boxer at night. After spending a long, eventful night in a cafe with a woman he barely knew, the player didn't expect to meet her again, especially begging for help in a cold, misty alleyway where he had just committed murder. Saving damsels in distress wasn't something Cristiano thought he would end up doing either, or even becoming roommates with an attractive woman to keep her safe. Four charming guys, a rustic loft over a boxing ring, an irresistible woman, illegal secrets, some sparks of love, and a few enemies: What could possibly go wrong? Cover by: @mayamarip0sa (Thank You!) First Written: February First Published: Early June

(Cover by: @mayamarip0sa- thank you!) TO REWRITTEN! Mia Feather couldn't help but fall in love with one of the most biggest Mafia leaders, Vincenzo Rossi. She was kind, sweet and innocent. Too good for someone as bad as him. Vincenzo Rossi was powerful, rich and Italian. Not to mention handsome. He could twist anyone around his finger including Mia. They were both young, madly in love and soon to be married, however one day she is left broken and cheated on by him. Years later they meet again. Will Mia forgive her cold-hearted lover? Or will she leave her ex fiancé again to move on? SEQUEL: Cristiano's Craving. BETTER STORY: NEPENTHE. Unedited. First Written: March 2018

"To whoever is reading, Thank you for finding my daughter. Her name is Emerson Rae. She was born on July 21, 2014. Please take care of her, unlike I could. Hopefully you will be a better mother or father to her than I was. Please let my Emmy have a good life. Thank you." Hunter looked down at Emerson, who was peacefully sleeping. He picked her up and put the note in his pocket. That's when Hunter decided. "I'll give you a good life Emmy. I'll be your dad now. I'll take care of you Emmy. Always." cover by the amazing @xsnowberryx

Just a bunch of short stories, stories that have been playing on my mind for a while and they need to find away of getting out.

MATURE CONTENT When it came to her job she loved it. Getting wined and dined by rich businessmen who needed a companion, as well as gaining a hefty amount of money in return for her time. She had one rule, no sexual contact with clients. She'll soon come to realize that this rule will be harder than originally thought upon meeting her new client; the brooding dom that wanted nothing more than to tie her up and bend her to his will. * "I am an escort, not a prostitute!" She smacked his hand away from where it was placed on her upper thigh. He smirked, he loved the way her eyes widened and her mouth parted every time he grazed her skin. He enjoyed teasing her, to see how far he could tempt her before she gave in. So far, she had been the most unwilling woman he had met, making him want her even more. "I know what you are, gattina." His voice was low as he watched the blood rush to her cheeks. "I do not fuck my clients!" She flustered as she snatched her handbag from the side of her chair with trembling hands before abruptly standing, giving him another view of her tight body. "My time with you ended an hour ago, you're here by your own will. And, I am not paying you," he stated calmly as she stilled. A blush rising along her cheeks. He knew one way or another he'd make her his new sub, and he would cherish the ground she walked on.

MATURE CONTENT!! 18+ 'Two sexy men, one pool, one girl and the burst of sensual testosterone and endless pleasure.' Vladimir and Ivan are Leona's childhood friends, as well as the inspiration for every sensually inappropriate thought that every trespassed her naughty thoughts. But there's more going on with these two than it meets the eye. When the heated hot, sensual caresses of fate thrust Leona into and endless new world of secrets, deceit, and untamed desires, she discovers the two men she thought she knew hold more than a handful of secrets. And their greatest yet, could strip her of not just her freedom and survival in this new world, but her heart. The desires are raw, the chase is on, and their journey had only just begun. Untamed Desires All Rights Reserved!

*®*Mature readers only please..*®* "Come with me. Just give us tonight. Please Kelly." he said making me look back up to find his eyes burning into mine. His hand was outstretched towards me. The choice to take it, mine. I gulp, as my heart rate thumped wild and untamed. Just like him and the way his touch erupted the wild hunger within me. Before I could think much about it, I was reaching a quivering hand towards his. Heat erupted when his hand touched mine and I let in a sharp inhale of air. Those eyes burned into mine as his hand circled around my much smaller hand and he smiled softly. Taken away yet again by those captivating blues, I was soon letting him lead me forward. *°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*° ****From my one shots*** !ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! DO NOT PLAGIARIZE ANY OF MY STORIES!!

Monophobia- an acute fear of being alone and having to cope without a specific person, or perhaps any person, in close proximity. This 'closeness' might mean in the same house or flat or even in the same room. Seventeen year old Carriel Carter is as inexperienced as can get when it comes to relationships or anything romance related. All thanks to the asshole she's known since childhood who goes by the name Tristan Starkz. Tristan never misses any opportunity to not only harass her, but make her life a living nightmare. But when desire flares between them and Tristan's once teasing looks turn to heated passionate gazes, things are borne to get complicated. Especially when Tristan starts acting strange and weird things start happening everywhere he goes. Then new guy arrives in the form of Colton Delango and sets his sight on Cariel, things start spinning out of control. MAJOR hidden secrets start unraveling and her world slowly starts to fall apart. I have so much in my head so far going for this story that if I were to write a decent summary, I'd not only give away the main points but end up giving myself a headache. So just read on. It will be unique I'll give you that. So just try it. ***••All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written permission from NaughtyRosie!••***