Deadly assassins Allegra and Ace have been trying in vain to kill each other for years. With a mutual enemy threatening their mafias, they find themselves in an unexpected alliance, and soon discover killing each other isn't the only temptation they need to resist... ****** Allegra Grey is poised to be the next great American mafia leader, and she's more than living up to the name. A skilled assassin, there's only one target who's ever gotten away from her-suave, sinfully handsome Ace De Luca, heir to the Italian mafia and the Greys' biggest rival. When both mafias are faced with a dangerous threat, they're forced to work together to protect their families, and unexpected sparks fly. Allegra definitely isn't one to sleep with the enemy, especially an arrogant womanizer like Ace. But there's an undeniable electricity between them and Allegra's not sure it's all hatred. Ace may be bad news, but Allegra's never been afraid of a little danger. As the fire they're playing with grows to a scorching blaze, one thing is clear: trying to kill each other may have been difficult, but resisting this intense chemistry will be impossible. [[Word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Cover designed by Regina Dionela Content/trigger warning: Contains mature themes, violence and gore

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* *This story was written a long time and needs to undergo intense editing--working on it!* He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

He loathe his wife, yet he can't take his eyes off her. He wants her gone, yet he can't seem to stay away. He wants her to suffer, yet he's overly fond of her sweet smile. He wants her to hate him, yet he craves for her love.. ⚠️Warning!⚠️ This story contains : • sexual / mature content • foul language • abuse • violence • sexual assault Highest Rankings : #1 Adult #1 Don #1 Sweet #1 Mafiaromance #1 Marriage #1 Trauma #1 Adorable #1 Grumpysunshine #1 Mobboss #4 Mafiaprincess #4 Newadult #6 Darkromance #6 Cute

WARNING MATURE CONTENT: MENTION OF GRAPHIC CONTENT ABUSE, MURDER, THE USE OF DRUGS WITH MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SCENES. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED 18+ This book is currently being edited for any errors!! "We shouldn't even be doing this." I barely manages to breathe out as he lifted me to sit on my desk. He grabbed me by the throat causing me to lightly moan on instinct "And why not mhm?" He asked looking me right in my eyes. "Because I'm your fucking therapist it's not right." I said lightly trying to pull away but he tightened his hands on my throat enough to keep me in place he leaned in close enough that his lips were grazing against mine yet he didn't let them touch. "You think I'm going to let you go after getting a taste of you mhm? Oh baby I'm no where near done with you." He growled before completely dominating my mouth with his, feeling his lips touch mine I quickly gave in and started kissing back with just as much hunger. Little did I know the shit this chain of events will cost me. My career, my family, my life. Will it all be worth it for a man that kills with no remorse? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Working as a therapist for the mentally unstable was never going to be a easy job but Daisy Romana didn't expect the distraction that gets brought into North Port Regional Clinic. She knew he was going to be trouble when she looked at him from the tattoos that littered his skin to the beard and clean cut hair. She could tell He wasn't like the rest but little did she knew just how different he was. She was supposed to stay invisible and live her life in peace but as soon as she meets Lorenzo Rossi her past and present come to fuck everything up. DISCLAIMER- The photos in this book no not belong to me. I got them from google and Pinterest!!

Veronica Cruz has been through hell and back. After disconnecting with the world two years ago to be at the side of her dying mother, she's left alone, unemployed, overweight, and feeling a decade older than her twenty-eight years. When her best friend coaxes her into joining the local gym to ditch her depression and rejuvenate her life, she meets Noah. Assigned to help Veronica lose weight, Noah is everything she expected a young trainer to be-perfectly chiseled, supportive and motivating. Add to that, he's incredibly sexy. He's everything she's ever looked for in a man. What she least expected was for him to fall for her, but he has. There's just one glaring problem: Noah is eight years younger. Noah Quintanilla has his eye on a boxing title-someday. Down for a few months with an injury, his maintenance-boy pay at 5th Street Gym won't cut it. He's finally given the opportunity to train. The catch? His trainee is an out-of-shape woman with a free week pass. Taking on the challenge, Noah stumbles into one of the closest friendships he's ever known, and before he knows it, he's in love. But Veronica's not having it-the age difference is too much. Their platonic relationship means having to watch her date other men-something that would make him crazy. Believing he's the man for her, Noah sets out to prove that age is but an illusion, and there's more to him than just a number. Adult Contemporary - The story you are about to read is intended for mature readers due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion. This is not an extended sample like all my others. This will be uploaded in it's a entirety a few chapters a day.

Highest ranking: #1 in Teen Fiction -- "Sunshine, what guy do you know has a weird fetish with sign language?" She's the aftermath of a high school party nightmare. Tragedy robbed her of her innocence and stole her voice before she had the chance to speak out. The court called her a liar, and the guilty was set free. Now memories plague her mind and trap her in solitude. She was forced to learn sign language, struggling to find a way to voice her silence. He's the definition of the boy she tried to stay away from. The epitome of harsh rumors and hopeless fantasies. The source of lies and blame. He's analyzed, misunderstood, and utterly mysterious. And he may be the one to find her voice. When they meet, she gets accustomed to his arrogance and he gets accustomed to her silence. An essay is what brings them together, but what happens when he starts asking too many questions? Will her past continue to drag her down, or will he save her? Fate has a funny way of bringing people together, but it doesn't always work how it's supposed to. *different summary inside* "Perfect amount of tragedy, humor, and romance!" -Sparkles530 "I feel like I learned a lot from your story, thank you." - 980Sarah "This book is beautifully written. Thank you for sharing it on Wattpad." -AKRathan "I just want to say that Silently Falling was one of the best books I've ever read. It's so beautiful and heartwarming and the way you described the progress of their relationship was beautiful." -Rafyrofy "Perfect ending." -TaylorxTaterxTot COVER: Ensurel

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

He's a legacy at UNI, and he can have any girl he wants. Dylan 'D' Darcy is used to getting what he wants. He has money, status and looks. His family name is on the library, for fuck's sake. The very same library, where a feisty brunette attacks him. Not only does she scold him for being loud, which he wasn't, she has a way of distracting every cell in his body. Ellie Bridges wants to dance. Her whole life she's been the clumsy one, the one they kept away from sport. But she's had enough. For once, she wants to do something graceful, something just for her. But how is she supposed to focus on not falling when Dylan Darcy is taking the same class? And what happens when they're forced to pair up and sparks start to fly? They can't stand each other. Or stay away from each other. But it's just sex. No feelings. That's the deal. Book 1 in the Benefits series. This is an enemies-to-lovers retelling of Pride and Prejudice with a secret relationship and steamy benefits. (❤️18+ recommended❤️) Thank you!

❝There is no sinner like a young saint.❞ ||MATURE CONTENT|| In which a girl sets her eyes on a forbidden man. COMPLETED. All rights reserved. kingkatewrites 2023. cover by alluringathena

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK