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.

"ᴄᴀɴ ᴊᴇɴɴᴀ ᴍɪᴅᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜɪꜱ? ᴏʀ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀɴɢ ᴜᴘ ʜᴇʀ ꜱɴᴇᴀᴋᴇʀꜱ- ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʙᴇ ᴠᴀʟᴜᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜᴄᴏɴɴ? ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱɪɴᴋ ᴜᴄᴏɴɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴄʟᴀʀᴋ-"

MATURE CONTENT, +18 ONLY When Andy starts a complex and steamy love affair with her new boss, she discovers there's more to his arrogant facade than she originally thought. ⸻ Andrea "Andy" Walker has landed her dream job at Kelex, a company she's admired for years. Her new colleagues have welcomed her with open arms, including the charming and sweet Oliver. But her infuriatingly attractive boss isn't so welcoming. Alexander "Lex" Coleman seems determined to drive her crazy. Despite her best efforts to resist him, Andy finds herself increasingly drawn to Lex's good looks and razor-sharp mind. As the tension between them heats up and their working relationship becomes more complicated, the line between personal and professional blurs. Can she have it all, or will she have to choose between her career and the man she can't resist? ⸻ "I'm telling you," I insist while he gets something from his nightstand. "I'm good. We effectively fucked you out of my system." "Great." He's back with a condom, and he's getting hard again. I'm not well-versed in men's anatomy, but it isn't something that should be already happening, right? I'm still not over it when he puts on the protection, throwing the empty package on the floor. Stunned, I don't protest or resist when he flips me around like a ragdoll, and it's only when I'm on all fours before him, my knees on the edge of the bed, that I understand what he wants. "Wait, I need a brea--" My complaints die in my throat as he pushes himself inside me with a slow but implacable thrust. Then comes the wet touch of his tongue, drawing a burning line in the hollow crest of my spine between my shoulder blades. He nuzzles his way up until his mouth is an inch from my ear. "Now, we're fucking you out of my system," he threateningly mutters. Oh, God... ⸻ This is a rewritten version with a better pace and fewer mistakes. You can find the full-length story on my profile.

Sadie Brown and Zack Williamson have been together for ten months. Sadie is kind, bubbly, and obviously faces struggles of her own, but is a generally optimistic person. Zack is just like every other teenage boy in high school. Wants to have sex, but Sadie doesn't want to. She believes sex is for marriage. So when Zack sleeps with a girl named Ashley one night after him and Sadie have a fight, they don't feel any remorse. They're excited about it. All the while, Sadie's family is suffering tragedy and her best friend Noah can't stand to see Sadie so sad. And when Noah finds out about Zack and Ashley, all hell breaks loose.

"No," I whispered in pure disbelief, "You can't be Ashton, that can't be." My voice cracked making me feel weaker in his eyes. I stared at the man in front of me, waves of shock lighting through my body. This wasn't Ashton. I always knew there were two sides to him. Everyday I watched him desperately fight to keep this side of him from taking over. Scar. The name rung over and over and over again in my head, piercing my ears, making my insides scream out. "Say it!" he yelled slamming my body up against the wall behind me, my head hitting the wall more force then the rest my body, causing me to let out a pathetic cry. "Please Ashton, no you can't do this I have a family-" I yelled back, a tear sliding down my cheek. He cut me off with a dark laugh, his stone cold expression glued to my frightened one. "This is your family now, Moore Blood Mafia, welcome my sweet Amaretto."

I moved to Tulsa when I was 17 to find my half brother. I didn't know things were going to turn out the way they did. I didn't know who else I was going to meet along the way. If I would have known, I never would have set a foot in that town.

"Soothe the devils in my head, love me to my death." In which a psychiatrist gets kidnapped by a serial killer, only to lose her mind.

Prison Diaries: Book 1 (complete) A law-abiding student gets entangled with a broody inmate when she discovers there has been a miscarriage of justice. She goes in to help, but ends up breaking the first rule of interning at a prison; she falls for the inmate. ***** Carter Reynolds' teenage years ended the second the gavel hit the sound block. Or maybe they ended when the police found him standing over a dead body, drenched in blood. It might even have been before that. When he connected his fist with a face that left a broken jaw in its wake. Either way, it was over. He was sentenced to 25 years in prison. He accepted his fate, only promising himself to never care for anyone so intensely again. Almost four years into his sentence, Arya Crawford walks through the wrought iron prison gates. A self-proclaimed miniature philanthropist with a heart of gold, a law-abiding student with an urge to always have fun, a girl with a silent cause. She had taken up an internship at the New York State Penitentiary. And in time, Carter and Arya both realize something. She had broken the first rule instructed by the warden. She had fallen for an inmate. Which meant she couldn't stay. He had broken the promise he made to himself. He had started to care for her. Which meant he couldn't let her leave. But it's a little difficult to make that happen when you're stuck in a closet sized cell. And waiting twenty-one years is out of the question. ***** Highest Rankings: #6 in Romance, #2 in Passion, #4 in Badboy, #1 in Witty (for those who don't think an inmate/prison trope is their cup of tea, don't be put off because the story is first and foremost 'romance') Disclaimer** Reader discretion advised. - Mature content Story contains explicit language, sexual content, and physical and sexual violence.

1ST BOOK IN THE PAN/WENDY ROMANCE SERIES. He's the hero in my nightmares and the villain in my dreams <3 "peter pan. Never fails". Wendy is slowly learning that Pan is not peter. And the boy she loved might have fallen down a rabbit hole he cannot escape, that if he wanted to anyway.

letters from a girl to her abusive bully