Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- 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 TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIES

Enemies to lovers - Mafia Romance "You only live, die and kill for your family." Lilliana Moretti was born and raised to be used against one of the most ruthless Crime Families of Chicago - the Romanos. Nothing could stop her to avenge the death of her mother and infant brother as she marked her prey - Dominic Romano. Well, Dominic didn't incur the reputation of a notorious playboy and a ruthless mafia for no reason. But Lilliana deliberately crossed paths with him, and when she was about the win the game, secrets of the buried past were unearthed and left her shattered. Does love stand a chance in the face an age-old feud? Come and witness the uphill battle between two crime families that unleashed chaos like never before. While the two people were out for each other's blood with bleeding hearts, little did they realize their love was more lethal than their hatred for each other. ************************* "The Monster's Nemesis is a part of Monster's Series but can be read as a standalone." ************************* W A R N I N G - This book contains adult language and subject matter including graphic violence and explicit sex that may be disturbing for some readers. This book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the writer's imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. This book is unedited so you'll find some grammatical errors.

"Aren't you scared?" Isaiah took another step towards me. "Of you? No." "You should be. I could snap your pretty little neck anytime, darling." "Get in line, darling." I threw his stupid nickname back in his face. He was trying hard to intimidate me but I wouldn't back down so easily. "Why are you even here to begin with?" "I'm here to clean up the mess your family is making all because of some stupid rivalry." "Did you really think we came here for 'some stupid rivalry'?" My back hit the counter as he cornered me. "No, we plan to conquer your pathetic little town until there's nothing left of it." "You know you don't have to kill people for power. You're immortal, what else could you possibly want?" He smirked and I didn't think I'd ever loathed anyone more in my entire life, "Oh darling, you don't know anything."

HIGHEST RANK:- #6 IN WEREWOLF!! -------- I went into her room through the window. She was lying peacefully on her small bed. I went near her and bent to her level, I gently caressed her cheek and growled "Mine". I tucked her hair behind her ear and then saw a huge bruise on her left side of face, a growl erupted from my throat by thinking that someone hurt my mate made me crazy. I gently caressed her bruise and kissed it. And then inhaled her sweet smell of roses and vanilla which calmed me down. She stirred a bit but slept again. "I'm sorry my beautiful mate I wasn't there to protect you, forgive me. I'll find who did this to you and I would be glad to torture him to death for doing this to you. Sorry, love." I kissed her cheek again and left her room with one last glance at her, my mate. -------- Amelia Queens who is abused by her father and has not a very good past. Who is always in her own bubble, who doesn't talk much, who doesn't believe in love. Eros Kings, an Alpha King. Who has the responsibility of the whole Werewolf Kingdom. Who is waiting for his mate and has so many dreams about her. What happens when he comes to know that Amelia is his mate. Will he accept her? Or will she accept him and most importantly will she ever love him?

Stella escapes from her abusive brother and runs into the woods, hoping to survive. After a while of being chased down, she finally finds a house deep into the woods. Without overthinking it, she opens the door to see more than twenty big men, staring at her. "Please help." ~~~ Julian Woods is the soon-to-be Alpha of the Graymod Pack. He has been searching for his mate for about two years now. What will he do when he sees his abused mate in his house? ~~~ [Edited Once - not perfect, but better than before.] DO NOT STEAL ANYTHING FROM MY BOOK! Highest rank: #2 in Werewolf 2018 All Rights Reserved 2017

"Who was your first kiss?" Ares asked very seriously and my face started reddening. "I. . . haven't been kissed. Yet." I looked away as I didn't have the courage to meet his eyes and admit this. "Why not?" Why was he asking me this? "You obviously know why. I'm average, I'm just a normal girl." I was interrupted by an impatient scoff. "That's not why." "Fine, you tell me why." I retorted but instantly regretted it. He was going to tell me that I wasn't pretty enough or that I wasn't interesting enough or that I- "You were waiting." *** Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf, #1 in Fiction "My jaw is on the floor!!! I'm so sad it's over" -AlexysZor-El "Honestly one of the best wattpad books I've read" -baebae_blue_hair "This was the first story I've ever read on Wattpad. That's how I fell in love with this app. Thank you author!" -inaffetss