Athena Rossi; a drug addict, a mafia queen, a lost family member, an abused girl, a shy girl, ... There are a thousand names to describe her but one thing is for sure, she's fucked up in the head. I'm that girl and here is my story.....

"𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐩," 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝. "𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐭," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐳𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧. 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝. "𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝. "𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐳𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐮𝐧𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝. "𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝.

⋆˙⟡♡ Elia is a recent college graduate who is moving to Sicily to further her education at the University of Palermo. Elia and her best friend find themselves in a life or death encounter at a nearby nightclub, waking up the next morning in an unfamiliar mansion. Kimbra is a mafia boss who owns the nightclub and several other businesses in the area. She doesn't accept disrespect and everyone she works with knows not to cross her. Despite her ruthless nature and supposed inability to love, a possessive Kimbra becomes drawn towards Elia immediately after bringing her home and tearing her away from danger that one night at the bar. With Kimbra's rival mafia searching for Elia, she is forced to remain under the watchful eye of Kimbra and her closest associates in their manor. How will the headstrong, smart-mouthed Elia handle being forced to live in close quarters with narcissistic Kimbra, and will her hatred remain, or will it shift into something else? **Hi everyone! This is the first thing I have ever published on WattPad (or anywhere for that matter), so please be kind! If you have advice or suggestions, feel free to comment some constructive criticism. That being said, please enjoy the story! Trigger/content warnings below <3 If there is a chapter that I feel needs a specific trigger warning, I will try to add one at the beginning. TW: - mafia/gang-related violence - mentions of human trafficking - sexual violence - interpersonal violence (slapping, punching, etc.) Content disclaimer: - oral sex (GxG) - fingering - use of toys: vibrators, strap-ons - spanking - choking and hair-pulling - bondage/blindfolding - light knife play - praise & degradation

𝐉𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐘𝐍 𝐏𝐄̀𝐑𝐄𝐙, born into power, not privilege. As the daughter of cartel leader Victor Perez, she didn't grow up with fairy tales-she grew up packaging product, memorizing routes, and learning that loyalty could get you killed just as fast as betrayal. At nineteen, she met him. Armando. He was supposed to be just another soldier. She was supposed to stay untouchable. But somewhere between late nights, bloody missions, and secrets neither of them were allowed to keep-lines blurred. Because in a world built on control, power, and fear... in the cartel- love doesn't make you strong. It gets you killed. She was the cartel princess. He was her father's weapon.

For hundreds of years, werewolves have been led by the Royal Triumvirate. Three wolves chosen by the Moon Goddess to be mates. Alex never cared for the politics of werewolf packs. Growing up as a orphan bouncing from foster home to foster home, she never even realized that she was werewolf until in her first transformation at the age of 13. Currently 18, she moved with her foster family to a new town and is ready to complete her final year of high school. However, to her shock, this town belongs to the Royal Pack and she finds out something that will forever change to course of her life. Alex, an orphan rogue wolf is actually a member of the Royal Triumvirate. Warning: This story contains gay relationships as well as both transgender and futanari characters. Cover created by @MeGayT00

{EDITING IN PROGRESS} She left me when I was locked away, taking my heart and something else I didn't know about along with her.....I am out now and I plan to have her again. Whether she likes it or not... Story Cover done by: ojclarke **ATTENTION! A brief but serious disclaimer*** This is a MATURE story. Meaning that it is meant for the audience of 18+. This Story's content is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. If you still decide to read this story then you do so at your own risk. I will not be giving warnings before every chapter that has sexual content in it. So please be forewarned now. This story also utilizes strong language and violence, so if you are of under age or sensitive to such things then continuing to read is strongly not advised by author. His Baby. Copyright © December 2015. All rights are reserved. No part of this story can be used or reproduced in any sort of way without my permission (characters, story plot, idea, etc) on this site as well as any other resources! Author has also taken precautions in registering this work through the Unites States legal copyrighting services. So the author can and WILL legally pursue actions if found that any part of this story is duplicated in any sort of way!

At two years old, she was taken from everything she knew - a powerful father, devoted brothers, and a home where she was treasured beyond measure. Kidnapped by the one person meant to protect her, she vanished without a trace. Raised in cruelty by her mother and stepfather, she grew up believing pain was normal and love was something earned. She never knew she had been stolen - or that an entire empire had been quietly searching for her. For fourteen years, her father and brothers tore through cities, secrets, and bloodlines to find the daughter and sister ripped from them. Now, as she turns sixteen, the truth begins to unravel. And when a mafia family finally finds what was taken from them, they don't let go easily.

Isabella is desperate for her own independence, but her overprotective father stands in the way of her future. When she demands that she attends a University two hundred miles away from her home, her father only has one exception; a bodyguard. Elio is dedicated to his career to honour his late sister, but when he owes a favour to an ex-mafia boss, he takes body-guarding to a completely new level. Isabella is reckless and likes to push her bodyguards limits. Elio has zero patience and a desire to punish his client. When things start to get heated and unexpected feelings get in the way, their forbidden relationship becomes a distraction when Isabella's life is on the line. Elio is desperate to not let down another important woman in his life. But he can't save everyone, including his own bleeding heart. Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Bodyguard - Age-gap (8 years - FMC is 21 and MMC is 29) - Forbidden Love - Brat FMC/Grumpy MMC - Light BDSM (sub/dom vibes) - Size difference (5'4 & 6'6) - University/College Setting - Past Trauma/Healing - ANGST (so much of it)

In a world where gunfire and lullabies share the same night, Sofia and Angelo navigate the tangled balance between Mafia life and tender parenthood. Their love is tested by midnight feeds, security breaches, and the constant weight of protecting their growing family. Between whispered apologies, long nights on high alert, and the soft warmth of their son nestled between them, they fight to hold onto each other-and the fragile peace they're desperate to create. Marriage, mayhem, and motherhood were never meant to coexist... but for them, it's the only way they survive.

Lay'lani's life been hell behind closed doors-pretty smiles covering bruises, silent cries no one ever hears. Her boyfriend Man-Man? Ain't just abusive... he's obsessed. Controlling. Feared in the streets. And when she finally tries to leave, he makes one thing clear-if he can't have her, nobody can. Then Da'joun steps in. Lowkey but dangerous. The one who sees through her pain. He never asked to fall for her-but now that he has, he'll do anything to protect her... even if that means killing for her. Now with a baby on the way, enemies circling, and Man-Man hunting her like prey-every moment is borrowed time. This ain't just a love story... It's survival. How far would you go to protect the one you love... when love itself could get you killed?