[Completed novella: Imperial Monarchy- starting from chapter 63 where the mafia king ended.] A/N: besties, if u choose to read this story, know that this story is being edited, read at your own risk! I warned you! --------------------------------------- i had to look up at him since he was so close to me. i backed up hitting the wall, his body pressed on mine. "you want to know why i get all worked up when i see other guys around you? do you want to know why i get so angry when you treat other guys so innocently?" i nodded my head he groaned & ran a hand through his hair "you really are clueless aren't you!" when i didn't reply he spoke again "because you make me feel things aurora! i cant control myself! every time i see another guy around you i want to rip them to shreds!" he yelled "why on earth would you feel things?! you don't even like me Leo!" i retorted "I DO!" --------------------------------- an angel meets a devil. They both were so different yet so similar. In the end they both learned the same lesson; that Love is a strength not a weakness. this story is set in a Dystopian era Where Mafias, Gangs & Mobs gained control over everything. They flipped the world upside down creating their own system. the only way to survive is to abide by their rules. Aurora Amherst. a 21 year old girl. Kind, compassionate and has a strange sense of humor. Enjoys hacking for fun. isn't scared to speak her mind. Leonidas Gambino. Leader of the Sicilian Italian Mafia; the strongest mafia on this earth. He is brutal, violent and without an ounce of mercy in his body. He is the description of the devil. He controls everything from the down low. what happens when she hacks into his Mafia's system "accidently"? This is their story. ~TW: contains dumbass M.C Very toxic, bipolar but hot love interest lastly, fights with google translate Note: there's no smutt (this story is PG)

Imagine if a marriage proposal on Asgard worked differently than on Midgard? And that soulmates weren't for fairy tales, but rather by simply looking at someone's aura? Imagine the Trickster God himself needing a bride in order to become the next King of Asgard? Where does that leave Thor? This isn't your average love story. Charlotte McLane is an unlikely candidate that's for sure. She is independent, determined, and stubborn just to name a few. So, when the 'God of Endless Mischief' bumps into her at the local cafe, quite literally, her aura tells him she's the one. Except she doesn't see it that way. At all. And you know what? Perhaps Loki doesn't either. They never said finding a bride would be easy. °°°°° Rated T. For suggestive themes, violence, and language. Set somewhere during Thor and slightly AU, any pics or video that aren't credited by me are obviously not mine. << 1# in Dramedy - 5/12/18. >> I don't own Loki (damn) or any Marvel characters that may appear. All copyrights on this story is reserved. ©

"Where the fuck have you been?" Denovan's voice is calm, yet laced with quiet menace. I freeze, my mind racing. Why is he in my room? And more importantly, why does he even care? He made it clear he doesn't. "I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION!" he suddenly roars, snapping me out of my thoughts. His fury is undeniable-the bulging vein in his neck, the sharpness in his eyes. I swallow hard, my heart hammering. "I... it's none of your business," I manage, though my voice betrays me with a slight stutter. Wrong answer. In a flash, he's on me, slamming me against the wall, his hands locking my wrists in place. His breath is warm, his grip unyielding. _________________________________________ FATE HAS A WAY OF WORKING ITS MAGIC.

"If you think a night is all you are going to be on my bed under me. Little one! How wrong are you." She gulped not trusting her ears that hear what her brute of a husband said. He pulled her close to him breathing on her little face tingling her lips trembled. Her eyes wide in disbelieve. She turned beetroot red thinking of all that had transpired between them. She was sore all over her body. "But that was a mis... mistake and we should not repeat it again." He chuckled pushing the lock of her dark hair behind her ear leaving a tingling sensation on her ever sensitive nape. He closed the distance and brought his lips to her already bruised nape sucking the same spot making it darker. She couldn't hold in her moan and let out a desperate cry. "We. will. not. repeat. the. same. again. coz He said in between kisses she was brought back to reality, his words not making any sense to her. He pulled the sheet away which covered her naked self. Trailing his calloused fingers gently down to her... "We will do so much more and so much new things you've never experienced. You got so much to catch up with and this husband of yours will take the honour to do it all." She blushed and also a tingle went down her sore v*****. There was this saying about her husband. 'Ricardo Wilde never went back on his words.' She was going to experience it all and learn so much more. This arranged marriage and all that came with was indeed too much for her, starting from her husband.

[Unstable Minds #1] "Has my little girl been drinking?" He asks teasingly, his head tilting to the side as his eyes run over my now tear-stained face. I couldn't breathe properly, what was he going to do to me? Was he going to kill me? No- he wouldn't, would he? "Speak!" He yells in my face causing me to flinch back, a sob crawling up my throat as more tears fall from my eyes. I nod my head frantically. "Y-yes!" He lifts his hand up, I couldn't help but flinch back when the pad of his thumb came down on my cheek, wiping away the tears that wouldn't stop falling. "Don't cry baby, we're going to spend some time together. Just you and I." ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀༄༄༄ ⠀⠀⠀ Ezio Shaw; a 30-year-old college professor. His friends took him out to celebrate his new position as a professor only to be ditched, until, a mystery girl makes her way to his table and offers him something he couldn't refuse. Leah Phillips; a 19-year-old college student, she's in her second year of college. Her friends constantly made fun of her for being a virgin, until she made a bet; She could get anyone in bed without being experienced. She meets a mysterious man sitting in the bar's booth not knowing he would turn into her worst nightmare. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀༄༄༄ Copyright © 2019 by Yewhaw All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀༄༄༄ **I don't own the picture used in this book, they belong to their rightful owners**

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."

"Oh God!" I moaned pretty loud believing neighbors could hear that. "That's right Bella, I'm your God." He said in his silky but yet dominant voice. What happens when green innocent eyes meet dark lustful ones? What do you do when you start loving someone you shouldn't? Ask Sofia. Maybe even him. Sofia Cirilo is young girl chasing her dream of becoming a surgeon in big New York City. She has family but she is alone, taking care of herself until she met him. Romeo Esposito, most wanted bachelor. Also known as cold-hearted, cocky businessman. From the first moment he laid his eyes on beautiful curvy body he wanted her to be his. His submissive. He don't do love. Or does he? "Be a good girl and take it all." He said holding the back of my head, slightly pulling my hair. I looked at him from below and started moving my tongue in circular motions around his tip. "Fuck." He let out a small moan that gave me confidence. What will happen when two worlds collide?

Dante Romano, the most powerful Italian mafia leader is forced to pick a bride by his cruel father in a week. When a man betrays his trust and steals from him, Dante is about to kill him before the man mentions he has a daughter around his age and will sell her to him to marry her. But this guy and girl never believed in love because of something to do with their cruel fathers. What will happen when these two broken souls meet each other? Will they help each other in finding their true selves again? Will they actually fall in love? Keep reading to find out...

COMPLETED✅ Arturo Vasquez -Head of Spanish mafia- was planning on accepting the proposal of Russian mafia leader Ivan Volkov's for his daughter, Aiyana, for her hand in marriage. Laying the cards down on the table, Marco Dominic Valentino - Head of the Italian mafia - makes a better counteroffer, hence it's settled that Aiyana would marry Amren Valentino, the heir for the Italian mafia. They only met once before they're married, but sometimes once is enough. Challenges and hurdles thrust their way left and right, leaving the couple no chance but to manifest this fake relationship into something real. ❣️•••❣️ Excerpt : "I think I'm strong enough to handle myself" She confesses with specks of anger darting through her eyes. I groan "You are, but it doesn't mean I like you being away from me in case anything happens" I stress my words, my breath hitting her face in gentle waves. "Shall you put me on a leash too?" She spits defiantly, smelling the tinge of alcohol on her breath, the knife digging deeper into my skin, I feel it's only moments away from piercing through my skin. My eyes snap to her angry contortions, her eyebrows furrowed, mouth slightly agape. "Come on, dance with me. The earth is spinning, we can't just stand on it" ❣️•••❣️ *I do not own any of the pictures used in this book, they belong to their rightful owners. *contains cursing. *contains mature themes. *focuses more on the romantic aspect, but I guarantee there's some action;) HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in mafiamarriage #7 in ForcedMarriage #1 in mafiaking #1 in arranged #10 in arrangedmarriage #1 in fastpaced #1 in fake #1 in darkacademia #3 in mafia #1 in marriage #6 in completed #4 in youngadult #1 in enemies #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in drama #1 in spicy

Vicenzo Ferrari Hernandez is a devilishly handsome mafia King. Despite being cold hearted and beyond cruel, he has fallen in love with the woman of his dreams. But can he hold on to her? Or will he lose her because the threats he faces all come with heavy prices, sometimes even death. He has everything he's ever wanted but that could all be taken away in an instance. ------------------------ I checked the scope of my gun, looking through the lens. I clicked a button and a red laser shot out, pointing ahead with sharp precision. Deadly. This mission would be deadly. Raf and I went on many missions so we weren't even bothered. What bothered us was the snow, the cold and the ice. I pulled the machine gun around me, the strap being flush against my chest. In my belt sat a couple of smoke grenades, flares and a chain. I looked across at Raf who was inspecting his guns, checking which ones he would use first. His belt held several gleaming knives, some longer, some shorter. I only had the one knife. I only needed the one anyway. Raf's tan skin was hidden underneath his black long sleeved top, on-top of which was a bullet proof vest. He pulled the straps tighter, so that the vest outlined his muscled physique. ------------------------ BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK THREE OF THE MAFIA SERIES