"I'll treat you like my homework. Just slam you on the table and do you all night", he whispered in my ear. His settle stubble and cheek bones brushed against my cheek, as he moved away. I rolled my eyes and pushed passed him when an arm abruptly pulled my waist. The next thing I remember was me on top of him, at the couch. I hissed as the stitches on my chest pulled hard on his action. What the... He pushed the hair strand behind my ear as I felt his drunk breath drilling my nose. His eyes bloodshot red and sad, "You're so fucking beautiful", he whispered as a tear rolled down his eye, "My brother is the luckiest man to have you", he sobbed and passed out.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

"It's not what we are but what we do that defines us." Aylin Black has come to believe that she deserves all the misfortunes life throws at her. Yet she refuses to back down. At least not without a fight. But as her past comes knocking at her door she's forced to rethink all her beliefs. And she just might have to give up this losing fight much sooner than she expected.

"She's the devil creating chaos and he's an angel seeking peace. He calms her chaos and she fuels his fire ~ they both are a match made in hell and heaven." The girl that once cared way too much about everyone and everything, no longer cared anymore. The tenderness in her heart has been replaced by coldness, walls have been built up high, ruthlessness and cruelty has been associated with her name, and playing with guns has become her favourite pastime. The once sweet angel has finally dropped her wings, she is now the fallen angel, the Devil herself. Because some Angels are destined to fall in this world full of monsters, to put them in their rightful place. She's changed and you can see it in her eyes, hear it in her tone, feel it in her touch. She's not the same And she's coming back Because her journey is still not over. . . . Welcome back to her journey Book 2 Sequel to Resilience Can't be read as a stand alone.

'The front door smashes open, and I hear three sets of angry, loud footsteps penetrate the first level of the apartment. "Oh, darling Amity, where are you, my zucchero?" Stefano shouts in a sing-song voice. Obviously, I don't respond, leaning my body further against the balcony and holding a hand over my mouth, so I don't make a noise. "You're not in trouble, succhiare il miele," Xavier shouts out. "Well, not if you come out now..." I keep inching closer to the edge, less than a step from falling eleven meters and cracking my head open to die.' * Amity Gregor is a regular teenage girl, struggling with her grades and fawning over boys. But she has a dark past. At five years old, she was placed in her mother's custody and separated from her six brothers and father. She slowly forgot about them and was taught by her mother that they were terrible people. Ten years pass, and Amity's reunited with her family. But she's not the bubbly little girl she used to be, and they're not her innocent big brothers. Instead, they're hardened mafia men, who Amity's mother was desperate to keep her away from. As secrets unravel, and trust is built there's only one way through the mess called life. Together. (PREVIOUSLY UPLOADED ON MY OTHER ACCOUNT BEFORE I DELETED IT - THE STORY REACHED OVER 100K.) (NOT RELATED TO FIVE'S A CROWD.)

"We want you home Sorella" Mason said to me. "I couldn't give two shits what you want." I said back. He looked pissed. I could feel someone coming towards me with a needle aimed at my neck. Elijah and Everly are two identical twin girls. Elijah was suppose to be a boy, but kept the name nether the less. They look the exact same, except for the eyes. Eli has her Fathers, whereas Everly has her Mothers. Their parents loved the twins, Well Everly. Her mum and step-dad hated Elijah with a passion. Whereas Everly was treated like a princess, Elijah was treated like something on the back of their shoe. Until one day, they both got called into the office to find out they both died in a car crash. Everly cried as Elijah sat stone-faced. They also find out that they have five older brothers. Five Controlling and annoying older brothers with a huge secret of their own. Not forgetting that Eli refuses to become part of their life. Everly is enough for them in her eyes. Will Elijah survive on her own? Or will her brothers drag her home? And will she stay? Badass- #1 Twins - #1 Running - #1 Mafiaprincess - #1 Brothers - #1 Brother - #1 Father-daughter - #1 Family - #4 out of 246k stories