Soon to be taken down Book 1 of the Accardi series Please read the trigger warnings ~ 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬, a sweet 18 year old girl who's endured years upon years of abuse from her father and his friends. The night of her 18th birthday she's finally able to escape, but while walking the streets of New York she has no idea where to go. So she ends up in an alleyway, finding Lorenzo but is terrified at what she witnesses. 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢 is a 21 year old, supposedly ruthless mafia leader. Many fear him, but deep down he's a sweetheart. Delilah's the one who gets him out of this ruthless exterior he puts on. When he meets Delilah, he knows something is up from the start and wants to know what. But Delilah struggles to trust him after everything she went through and what she witnessed him do. She just wanted to get away from her old life, running away was the best option. He just happened to be doing one of the many things mafia boss's do the same night she ran away. Neither of them expected this. ~ She's too distracted while I continue to kiss her neck to even notice me taking out my phone, quickly taking a picture of us. I don't notice the flash being on, so she notices me taking the picture and pushes me away jokingly. "Delete that!" she begs. "And why should I do that?" I'm definitely keeping this picture. "I look horrible right now!" That's a load of shit. The thing is, whenever she thinks that she looks horrible is when she looks her best. But she also always looks her best. My effortlessly pretty girl. "You do not. Del, you're always the most beautiful person around, stop talking that nonsense." She blushes, again. She blushes so easily, I love it.

Adrien Vitale is one of the most powerful people in the world. Daughter of a business man, she will stop at nothing to inherit her father's corporation. To every woman she has ever slept with, she is ruthless, ambitious and cutthroat, with no intention of ever settling down. Except when her father gives her an ultimatum, she needs to either present herself as a family woman, or risk losing her inheritance. Ever since Muse Gardner's grandmother died, she has been scraping together a living in New York City, only one step away from the streets. For the past month, she has been a waitress at one of the most high-end restaurants in New York City. But after the accident of the century―involving a pot of fondue, a hot-shot CEO and a ruined tuxedo―she's left with a bad reputation and no job prospects. Until Adrien Vitale, a filthy-rich CEO, makes her a deal: Pretend to be the billionaire's wife, for more money than Muse has ever imagined. There's just one problem. With a fake proposal, a fake wedding and a fake wife, it might just be impossible to tell what's true anymore. Can a relationship built on lies ever be real?

"Don't forget who had you on your knees, Zinovia," Sevan said, taking a long sip of her drink. Which I promptly snatched from her hand as soon as she lowered the glass from her mouth. "Don't forget all the power I held too," I said to her, not once glancing away from her darkened stare, "The mess I made of you milaya..." I trailed off, tilting my head as I openly analyzed her face, "It was pathetic really." Sevan smiled almost sadistically in response, "The mess you made of me?" she repeated the words in full amusement, "I'm still standing. 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" ⋙⋙⋙⋙⋘⋘⋘ Power isn't just taken, it's earned, and Zinovia Kozlov is ready to claim what's hers. After her father's death, Zinovia steps up to lead the Russian mafia as its most feared and adored princess. But she's soon pulled into the dark world of Sevan Cortez, the woman who commands the entire mafia underworld. What starts as a power struggle between them quickly spirals into a twisted game of sex, manipulation, and deceit. But even Zinovia knows... You can't ruin, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙.

When Virelai Chun steps back into Miami's gritty glamour after years away, it's not just to sip eggnog and deck the halls. It's to take over for her father, Dorian Chun. And Miami's gangs are no longer the rough illegal crowd they used to be... 𝙉𝙤. They've found a way to make themselves into Miami's elite, pulling strings in the city's most glamorous circles. Schools, politicians, you name it, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘵. And in Miami, you need them to like you. If they don't? Better hope you make it through the holidays. For Virelai, returning to Miami means facing Mazin Moretti, someone she left behind along with any memories of the past. But somehow old heartbreaks and bitter memories still manage to crash over them both like a winter storm. Especially with every holiday event, late-night meeting, and stolen glance only adding fuel to the fire between them. This only leaves Virelai in a city strung up with flashy holiday lights and packed with 𝘴𝘰 much fucking past baggage. Miami's darker side is glistening this Christmas, and Virelai is about to find out that power, passion, and betrayal are gifts 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨. So spend your Christmas playing with fire... 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙. [A Christmas Dark Romance & Sequel to Corrupted]

"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

It's Collette's first day of senior year and she already can't wait for it to be over. She's a good student with an even bigger reputation to her teachers, all but one. Valentina Fairbourne is new to teaching in this high school. Bigger pay, smaller classes. What could go wrong? Virtually nothing. But what about one student? Can things remain professional between the two? Strictly teacher and student? [THERE ARE ERRORS in this book! So many errors & they will get fixed soon enough. I just write for fun & none of it is professional. Please beware of these before you read further!]

Anna Krause is in her senior year and more than ready to leave high school behind and start a new, fresh life without homework. What she didn't expect, however, is that she might want to spend a little more time inside what she thought was a prison... once she meets her new calculus teacher. Lesbian Romance | TeacherxStudent | Age-gap | Humor Copyright © 2015 by ShayZayit

The cold man fell in love with the kind girl because he knew that she deserved the world and that he wanted to be the one who gave it to her. ♡ Alette Faye was a sweet girl. She was exceptionally kind and had an air of simplicity. Between her part-time job at the bakery, her classes, her time spent tending to her flowers and walking in the fields, she didn't get the opportunity to experience much. Her past created fears in her that she seemingly couldn't overcome, and then she met him. For when she meets him, she should have run away in fear, but she stayed. She stayed and she opened her big heart for a man who found his heart, just for her. ♡ This story is a little cliché, a lot unedited, and super simple.

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)