It all started with "Is this seat taken?" Xavier King, the scary and mysterious guy. No one dares to talk to him except his two childhood best friends, April scar and Caleb Hearst, and his little sister Jasmine. All his divorced parents care about is to win against eachother in their job since they both work as lawyers Riley Stewart, the new girl. She doesn't know anyone except her cousin Layla Jones. Her parents died in a plane crash, and her aunt decided to take her in. Riley is the only one that doesn't know Xavier King's rule "Don't speak to me unless you're spoken to." What happens when Riley breaks this rule? Will he actually kill her? Xavier King has many secrets. Will Riley Stewart get to know them? Will Riley Stewart become the gang leader's possession? Book 1 in 'Their Mistakes' Series

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

A bodyguard, a girl with a smart mouth, and lots of tension.

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

This story was full of dark romance. A naive girl accidentally bumped into a billionaire who was underworld Mafia king. He captived her for his desire but it when he found her as his lost love he want her willingly. But his deeds left a deep lesion on her heart when he found his true love she became his doll. He want to repent his sins. Will she forgive him?....

Don Luciano DiSilva is known for his ruthlessness. As the leader of the Italian Mafia, he is cold and callous. But then he meets her. Victoria Ricci was hidden from the world by her abusive father. When her brother makes a fatal mistake, he offers her to take his place. Victoria saved him from the darkness inside himself. Luca showed her what it means to be loved. TW: abuse, language, graphic content/gore, smut This book is 18+ Previous Rankings: #1 Love at First Sight #1 Mafia #1 Kidnapped #1 Mafia Don #1 Completed #1 Protective #1 Italy #1 Mob #1 Italian Men #1 Mafia Princess #1 Gangs *Photo credits go to Pinterest*

A little girl in a pink, cloud-soft frock once wandered into a world that should have warned her away. She found them at the edge of a dying playground. Two identical boys, caked in mud, standing too still for children their age. Their eyes followed her long before she spoke. "Why are you both sad?" she asked, her voice light and untouched by caution. They smiled. "Because we are dirty," one said. "And no one wants to play with us," the other added. It should have been a simple answer. It wasn't. She frowned, as if the world had made a small, correctable mistake, and took their hands without hesitation. That was the first choice. The smallest one. The one that mattered most. By the time they reached the park, the air felt different. It was quiet and heavier than anything, as though something unseen had drawn closer just to listen. "Let's play," she said brightly, tossing a ball into the space between them. But there were only three of them. And she refused to leave either side. So she ran back and forth, laughter breaking into breathless gasps, small shoes scuffing against the dirt as she tried to belong everywhere at once. With him. With him. Never choosing. Never stopping. Until the boys stopped smiling. Until they simply watched. "You'll get tired," one of them said softly. "You can't play both sides forever," the other murmured. But she only grinned, flushed and stubborn, her voice trembling with a promise she did not understand. "I can. And I will play with both of you." That was the second choice. Years later, when the bodies began to surface, when whispers of manipulation, obsession, and something far darker crept into every room she entered, no one thought to trace it back to a sunlit afternoon and a game that never really ended. But some games don't stop. They wait. And the most dangerous players are the ones who were never taught to choose.

|COMPLETE| Started on: 8/4/2022. Finished on: 30/7/2022. _____________ Diana Everett; a 19 year old kindergarten teacher who loves kids and her job, she's a very bubbly girl who can't hurt an ant. Emilio Martinelli; a 23 year old mafia king, the ruler of Cosa Nostra, he's the Capo Di Capi; ruthless, merciless, deadly, feared... but he has one weakness, his son; touch him-you're dead. His son happens to be one of her students, and she falls for his son and loves him as her own from the first time she met him. The father had loved her from the first time he saw her too, just like his son did. He wants her to be his at all costs--and he always gets what he wants... right? |WARNING: This story contains 18+ scenes, and it has mentions of blood and guns and killing, and has a huge plot twist, so read at your own risk| |Any photos, images, or videos in this story fo not belong to me, I only own the story lines and the edits, the credit goes to the right owner(s)| |Please do not copy my story and publsih it on any other platform or even on this platform, that is called plagiarism, and do not even steal ideas, sentences, or anything from my story| Highest Rankings: #1 in cosanostra. #1 in kindergarten. #1 in Emilio. #13 in singlefather #13 in mafiaking.

He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

17 year old Arya Cadel is the sweetest girl you'll ever meet. With a heart full of joy she loves to see the good in people. However, she likes to focus on one thing and one thing only. School. And that's because of her parents. He's mean. He's dangerous. He's cruel. Rome Black is his name. When you hear it, you better run for the hills. But she doesn't. Why? Simply because she loves to see the good in people. What happens when innocence and sinful meet?