The Costantino Sequel - Featuring Costa, Millie, the twins, and all the Accardi madness readers know and love, ROCCO is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers descent into obsession, loyalty, and fire. The Accardi family is back. And this time, it's Rocco's turn. At 30 years old, Rocco Accardi is known for a lot of things-his temper, his recklessness, his complete disregard for consequences. As the future underboss of Sicily's most feared family, he was never meant to feel anything. Until her. Alessia Russo, 26, Palermo's top real estate agent, has spent the past three years keeping things strictly professional. Which is hard to do when your most dangerous client spends every meeting flirting like it's a sport-and you've had a crush on him since day one. He's chaos. She's control. Their relationship was never meant to cross the line. But one wrong step-and everything spirals. Rocco doesn't know how to love. But he knows how to destroy. And once he decides she's his, he'll burn the city before he lets her go. Something is coming. And nothing will be the same after it hits.

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

"My girl isn't fucking weak and there isn't shit wrong with her. She's a fucking force and her pain is her power." He paused, allowing his words to seep into my soul. "And her place will always be at my side, say it." He demanded. A few tears tracked down my face. My throat was clogged with emotions, and it felt hard to breathe, but I did what I was told. "I'm not weak and there's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force...." I swallowed. "My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Louder. I want to hear you." My chin trembled but the words that left my mouth next were strong and hard. "I'm not weak. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Again." His voice was a whisper against my skin, causing the tips of my fingers to tingle. "Say it again, Sam." My heart thawed. "I'm not weak." I said quietly. "There's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Damn straight." He whispered against my lips. "You're fucking perfect. Don't let me hear you call yourself weak, Sam. Because you aren't." ° ° ° 𝗦𝗮𝗺 My life was mapped out for me before I could even take my first breath. I was thrusted into the corrupted world of organized crime and illegal trade. After being broken and left for dead, I finally got my out. I ran. I was free. And then my brother fucked it all up, dragging me back into this twisted form of hell. And then there was Spade, the devil in the most irresistible form. 𝗦𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗲 I was the King of the Cosa Nostra. The definition of violent and tainted. I was merciless, and in my book, there was no such thing as fucking losing. Things have always been the same in the underground, nd when you play with your life, things were collected. Her brother is in my debt, and if that debt isn't paid someone will die. This was just business, so why couldn't I kill her and get shit over with? She was just a means to an end. Right?

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺. The woman of impeccable beauty was the infinite definition of her name. Calm and poise. Born into a violent life of guns and knives, you would assume a Mafia Princess like her would be training and preparing to be the next heir... But that wasn't the case for Serenity. On the other hand, she preferred to remain out of it. Therefore, Serenity's name was recognised throughout the world simply as only Serenity, the Mafia Princess who avoided the violent life of crime, instead, spent most of her time with Butterscotch, her ginger cat. Leading up to her second year of college, she sets goals to do nothing but study, try to party a little more, and not get attached to any boys. Because the last thing she wanted was to be heartbroken. Only when heartless and stunningly beautiful Silver Ceraso enters her life, she can't help but watch all of her morals crumble to her feet 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 When Mafia families unite, Serenity and Silver become closer - and so, will Serenity be able to keep her love intact and away from Silver? And will Silver Ceraso allow the beautiful Serenity to captivate and capture him with her ways, allowing all barriers and wars in his mind to be tamed and destroyed? But the real question is, even if this does end happily for all, who's to guarantee that a complicated secret lying above the surface can't ruin everything?

M A T U R E C O N T E N T - 1 8+ ------------------------- A Mafia Romance • A Slowburn Enemies to Lovers • "Did I tell you how fucking gorgeous you are?" Elias spoke, gasping for air as Natalia did the same. "You might have mentioned it" Natalia replied, her legs wrapping around Elias' torso and bringing his clothed erection closer to her cunt. "So fucking needy, bellissima" Elias remarked, trying to contain the groan that almost left his mouth at the contact. "Now open your legs." • 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗱𝗼; rich girl by day and secret assassin by night. Her mother, Aurelia Maldonado, owns the biggest technology company in the world, earning billions every year- but she doesn't know about Natalia. She doesn't know of Natalia's ruthless nature, insatiable hunger for death and her flawless talent for fighting. Natalia vowed to leave this life, fleeing to New York- but she didn't expect to join the Italian Mafia and be left with one final mission. To kill the heir of the Italian Mafia, the smug bastard who never fails to set Natalia's heart racing, in both murderous and lustrous ways... 𝗘𝗹𝗶𝗮𝘀 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗼; heir to the Italian Mafia. After the loss of his mother, Elias closed himself off from every emotion and feeling that threatens to take over him, turning into something more similar to a monster. He's merciless, cold-hearted and takes great pride in watching people suffer, especially from his own hand. Excluding his sister, Elias doesn't care for anyone but himself- but a change threatens that statement when he meets the smart-mouthed woman who happens to be living under his own roof. • Book One Of The Nightshade Series

(𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝙁𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠) [IN NEED OF HEAVY EDITING] εꨄ︎з 𝐌𝐀𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐌 has always been the girl who sees the good before the bad; She trusts too easily, forgives too quickly, and believes people are capable of becoming better than their worst mistakes. It's a dangerous way to live when the ones smiling beside you are often the first to twist the knife. After all, the underworld doesn't reward kind hearts. It devours them. 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐎 doesn't believe in good people. Feared across the crime world for his ruthlessness, he's spent years building a reputation no one dares question. Violence has always come easier than trust, and mercy has never earned anyone a throne. Years ago, a chance meeting with a girl whose smile didn't belong in his world should've been forgettable. Instead, she became the one face he couldn't ignore. He was taught everyone had a weakness. He never imagined she'd become his. εꨄ︎з STARTED: DECEMBER 18, 2021 ENDED: AUGUST 6, 2022 Book by; @SabrinaA_writes