Anneliese is an empathetic, goofy, outgoing young woman who has struggled finding a place to discover herself. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at to pass time and support herself. A dedicated man takes to the nativity of Anneliese. He's direct and prefers to keep to himself. Even an isolated man by choice can't withstand Anneliese's pull. Gravitating towards her, he manages to bring her a sense of comfort to the new beginnings in life. Not all beginnings are as true as they let off. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ #1 cliche 2025 #1 sweatheart 2025 #1 opposites 2026 *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

"𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 мой ангелочек." ༻❤︎︎༺ 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬 She is just an normal girl living with her younger sister, her parents left her with her younger sister Danielle to watch over but never came back ever since Vivian is now Danielle Guardian. 𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 is just a sweet girl who cares for other people working in a small coffee shop and book store in town, always doing the right things not bad. 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨 He the top mafia don known, he is the mod of two mafia Italian and Russia mafia, when he was a little kid he didn't have a little kids life he had an adult life having to kill people at a young age. 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧 is just a cold heart person who doesn't care about anything except his little sister and his friend that was there for him ever since babies. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫?

"I'm sorry who the fuck do you think you are !" I asked angrily. "Watch your language babygirl or else you WILL get punished " He said in a really calm voice. Sierra Elizabeth Diaz the spanish mafia princess who is 20 years old and also a world' most famous actress who is sassy and loves her family and best friend more than anything. Antonio De Luca, a 29 year old boss of the Italian mafia who is powerful, ruthless and merciless and doesn't care about anyone except his beloved family. What happens after their little encounter at Antonio's club? What happens when Antonio wants to make Sierra his? (I am rewriting this book in my new account which is this one because my last one was deleted 😭)

Aurora Gomez is a 22 year old girl, who had to learn how to survive on her own after the death of her parents. She's a law student by day and a stripper by night, how else would she pay for tuition? She hasn't felt anything in years, she's practically numb, until an unfortunate encounter connects her with a man who evokes nothing , but pure hatred from her. Lorenzo Romano is the 30 year old leader of the Italian mafia, the Dón. He's ruthless and merciless. He's a busy man who hardly comes into the city, until his reign is being threatened and the only one who can help him is Aurora. The woman who he hated at first sight. Not to mention she can't stand him either. **UNEDITED**

"I hate everyone." "Except me, right?" "No, especially you." ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ It's funny, isn't it? That when the whole world decides to become infected with a brutal and fatal virus, the real monsters are the ones still alive? Blake Finnegan lost most of his life before the apocalypse anyway. So for him, it's no problem. But can a group of four just as tormented teenagers change his perspective? ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ "Genies grant three." "I'll take three." I shrug. "Two." He bargains. "Three." I say sterner. "One." He couldn't look any more relaxed. I almost take up his earlier offer on two. Almost. I'm still too stubborn. "Five." I cross my own arms, covered in dirt. "I-" He stutters, "You're going backwards."