•••••••••••••••• Him, the perfect definition of cold-hearted. Him, the perfect definition of a heartbreaker, burning and breaking hearts was what he desired. Him, something broken yet so beautiful and god forbid me for loving a man like him, he was the captivator of my heart but one problem, he hated me. Pushing me away was slowly becoming his hobby and I wasn't going to back down, not until I knew why he despised me so much. He had changed, all those years he returned back with a Stiffened heart and I needed to know why. Will I be able to make a place in that dangerous heart, through all the pain and drama he caused me? Will I? © All rights reserved. |Editing| Beware of grammatical errors and spelling mistakes, this story just sits here because of personal reasons but it was written by me when I was like 14 lol. NOTE: STRONG LANGUAGE AHEAD.

"Would you have killed that young boy!? Over a fucking purse!?"I shot back. It was a stupid temerity but I was willing to take the risk. "I would do whatever it takes to show that I call the shots"He menacingly replied. "Even with you"His voice dropped to a dangerously low tone. "Now you are just acting like a possessive and dominating freak"I replied with a roll of my eyes and a hiss. In a fluid motion, he quickly grasped my braids, dragging it. My eyes widened and I held on to his arm, wincing. "That's because I am. I own you. You belong to me. I'll always be the one you lust for and crave for. And if you try to act otherwise, I'll make sure I make you submit to me whether you like it or you don't"Raphael huskily replied, dragging my braids more. His words felt so sensual and yet so dangerous. I became weak in the knees and my breathing became rapid in pace. "And what if I don't want to submit to your orders, what will you do huh?"I taunted him. "Will you kill me? Shoot me? Stab me huh? Mr Raphael!?" I knew if I were to be someone else, I would have been dead by now. Raphael looked like he was seconds away from hitting me but I knew there was no way he would do that. "I won't kill you"came his raspy reply with his voice turning malicious, laced with cruelty. He pressed his body against mine and his hands fisted in my braids curling against my scalp. Shit. It was becoming extremely painful. "I'll punish you" In the blink of an eye, I felt his lips pressed forcely against mine. * * * * * * What if the hero in your story was the villain? A dangerous dark romance tale of two star crossed lovers fighting to keep their marriage and love in the midst of various deadly plots. But sometimes, the price of love can be death. Updates every Thursday/Sunday

Piper Walsh has always been the fixer. The one who keeps it together, no matter what life throws at her. So when an internship lands her in New York City for her final year at Columbia, she packs her bags and promises her brothers she'll be fine. Then her housing falls through-and she ends up living with five inked-up, too-hot-for-their-own-good bikers. They're reckless. Messy. Completely inappropriate. And somehow, the only people in the city who feel like home. Except for Greyson Lowell. He's the quiet one. The one who doesn't look at her. Doesn't talk to her. Definitely doesn't want her there. He keeps his distance like it's a full-time job-until he doesn't. Until one stolen moment changes everything. Piper knows heartbreak when she sees it. Greyson's drowning in it. And the closer she gets, the more he pushes her away. But Piper didn't come this far to let one broken boy scare her off. Even if he might be the one thing that could break her in return.

In a world where power and control reign, Isabella Russo's life is forever altered when her family arranges her marriage to the ruthless Don of the Romano mafia, Vincenzo. Cold, calculating, and possessive, Vincenzo never believed in love-only power. But as his world collides with Isabella's fiery spirit, their marriage becomes a dangerous game of control, passion, and betrayal. As the walls between them begin to collapse, their connection spirals into something neither of them can control. Isabella must navigate the deadly world of the mafia and the dangerous pull toward the man she swore to hate. And Enzo? He'll stop at nothing to claim her-body and soul, making sure she's underneath his rule in every way. ........................... #1 in enemieswithbenefits #1 in matureaudience #1 in Italian

Amelia Astoria, under an old pact with her grandfather and the Don of the Costra Nostra that runs New York City, agreed to marry Theodore Salvatore--the next mafia boss of the Salvatore clan, despite the high risk that comes with it, just to fulfill her grandfather's last wish. She never expected to fall in love with him, but even with his cold indifference, she still loved him deeply. But she knew that this love would just kill her softly. She couldn't continue living with this unrequited love that was slowly eating away her heart. She has to move on. She must let him go. She must lose him to love herself again.

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝. I'm in love with him but he's in love with my younger sister and has made that painfully clear to me. "Who are you in love with?" I ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm in love with Isabella, your sister. She's the only woman I truly care about," he admits, revealing his feelings for my younger sister after we had just gotten married, it hasn't even been twenty-four hours. "I'll fulfill my role as your husband, but don't expect any love or affection. This marriage is just an agreement between our families, nothing more. Do you understand?" His words are cold, piercing through me like arrows. I fight back the tears threatening to fall and manage to reply, "I understand." But my pain would not last long, not until I meet Mr. Russo, Marcello's father who was that head of the Mafia, a dangerous and powerful man who stole my heart.

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look

When bad things happen there must come a silver lining because, without one, there is no moving forward, however, for Iris, it's not all so easy. On the night she got her eviction notice she meets a guy who will become a permanent part of her life moving forward, as well as an unplanned pregnancy. [Single dad, pregnancy, hockey, famous, forced proximity/roommates]

When you're left with a dead body in your kitchen and there's only one man you can call. The man you hate more than anything. With nobody else to turn to, you're stuck doing this under his terms. ••• "You just love to piss me off don't you?" His jaw ticks as he leans down towards me. "I don't really give a fuck about you Kain. I was just trying to have some fun before you went and ruined my night." "Oh you knew exactly what you were doing. I don't buy anything else for a second. You saw me. You knew you were pissing me off and you pushed me further. Well Drea, you pushed too fucking hard."