"In a world overtaken by the mafia, there can only be one king." ---------------- Alister Mancini. His name alone was enough to make anyone's blood run cold. Infamous for his heartless and cruel ways, he was considered the most dangerous man alive. But even a mafia leader couldn't deny his attraction when he saw his maid sound asleep on his bed. --------- *This story contains mature themes such as sexual content ,abuse, and strong language. If you are sensitive to these topics, this book is not for you.* While this book does contain smut, it is not smut based.

After escaping from police custody, Clover tries to piece his life back together. Determined to return to home and be reunited with his family, he has to first elude the country wide man hunt. Will he be able to resist his old ways in order to remain undetected? After hearing that Colin has escaped, Summer and Becca prepare themselves for the inevitable; Clover is coming back for them. Will the police and their families be enough to protect them? Clover's coming back and he's determined to prove to the girls; 'You'll always be mine'.

"Please dont do this, I don't want it. Please." I plead with him but it's no use. He walks over to me and slams his hand on the wall next to my head, making me jump. "Turn around." He speaks slowly in a low tone. I don't move out of fear and stare at him. "NOW!" I jump and slowly turn around. I feel him move my hair to the side and puts it on. He turns me back around, smiling. "Now, that wasn't so bad." He pauses staring at me. "Make sure you never take this off. Do you understand? Never." He says in a commanding tone, looking into my eyes. I nod silently, he stares at me and gently kisses my cheek. "I will be back for you later." He turns and leaves the room. Once I'm sure he is gone, I go to the mirror. I look at my neck and see it... A leather collar with his name inscripted on it . Damien ***** If you think this is a happy story, it's not so beware. This story includes dark love with obsession and an extreme possessive dominant male.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

18+ ONLY!! MATURE THEMES * "If I walked away from that fight I wouldn't be able to do this right now, would I?" He hummed into my ear and I let out a shaky breath. He continued to kiss up and down my neck softly as it slowly drove me crazy. "I wouldn't get to feel you between my hands." He murmured. I felt a pulse in my core and pushed my thighs together. "You should be playing." I said in response even though it took everything in me not to say something dirty that would entertain his antics. "Why? So you can stare at me from the sidelines? Wouldn't you rather be doing this?" He smiled against my skin and I breathed in an unsteady breath. "You should be playing." I repeated. "I'd rather play with you." - Hell is a teenage girl... named Allie Crawford. She's smart, witty, and gorgeous. But she's wasting it all away with parties, drinks, and drugs. It seems that's all she's got to live for. She lives at night and only shows her true self when the music is blaring and drinks are flowing. She doesn't have time for love, at least she's always thought that way. Pierce Bennett can't help but fall into her. He's enticed by her and can't get enough, though he's hesitant to admit that. She feels the exact opposite way about him. To her, he's a grump. He's closed off. And he's no fun. But maybe she doesn't know him at all. Maybe they just need to warm up to each other. This is a mature story!! More details about the topics are in the "Characters" chapter. HIGHEST RANKS #1 in party #1 in guitar #1 in highschoolparty

"Grayson, what are you doing?" I asked, slowly, walking into his house. He was sitting on a bar stool in the kitchen, facing the view of the city lights. Grayson was surrounded by open bottles of beers and alcohol. When he turned around, I did what most people wouldn't do, I looked directly into his eyes. His eyes were like a book, telling a story to ones who dared to look at them. Hurt, confusion, and sadness written all over his drooping, bloodshot eyes. He didn't answer me, making me step closer to him, "You okay?" I asked. "Yeah," he whispered with the rare smile I've seen only a few times through the time I've known him. Though this one is different. It was depressing. "No, you're not." He sighed. He didn't say anything back, but we both knew what he was going to say. He knew what he was feeling right now, even though he wasn't sober. He knew. "I wanna fix you." I whispered, shocking myself. His smile vanished, almost immediately. He looked away from me, his eyes back to the city lights, "Me too."He whispered. *•*•*•* Stereotypes shape today's society, especially with Grayson Watts. He's the schools bad boy, making girls go all over him, but I, Bailey Winters, or so I thought. I'm the girl that's usually too busy reading and doing homework than to go out and stalk guys. Somehow, Grayson and I cross paths and something about me made us become close enough to be called, 'friends.' With our new found friendship, I learned that bad boys, too, could be broken. Highest Rank- #27 in Teen Fiction 8/6/17 Made in 2015

"I don't know how you did it" He said with pain and frustration in his eyes "But you need to stop" I look at him and softly said "I don't know what you're talking abo-" He cuts me off by pinning me against the wall looking even more frustrated "You're making yourself important to me and you need to stop!" He yelled making me shut my mouth. I look at the pain, sadness and anger that was swirling in his eyes "Please don't make me stop" I whispered softly, leaning closer to him. He shuts his eyes tightly and whispers "God damn it" before pulling me and placing his lips on mine. Welcome to the story of Lauren and Alexander.

He's rude, he's arrogant and downright insolent. She's a damaged good with walls built so high it's a surprise even she can see over them. It's almost been a year since Scarlett Valentina has been working as secretary to the suave, sexy billionaire - Jasper Queen - and as her first year draws to a close, sparks begin to fly. Suffering from a childhood of abuse, Scarlett refuses to let anyone get too close until even she herself cannot stop her boss from digging deep into her past. But, will she let Jasper break down the walls and unearth every part of herself for him? Will Jasper stay long enough to seek his secretary out? Through all the scars, tears, truths and tantrums, who will burn and who will make it out unscathed? • THIS BOOK HAS BEEN FULLY REVISED AND EDITED AS OF JULY 1ST 2017 • ● DEAR READERS, PLEASE BE COURTEOUS OF THE FACT THAT THE FIRST 16-18 CHAPTERS WERE WRITTEN WHEN I WAS 14 YEARS OF AGE HENCE WHY THEY ARE NOT VERY GOOD AND PROVE TO BE RATHER NONSENSICAL AT TIMES. THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING.●

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

⭐𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 Grace Matthews yearns to break away from her small hometown. On the day of her 18th birthday, she embarks on a road trip that will launch her into adulthood. However, one lesson she quickly learns is that life doesn't always go the way you plan it. Abducted by a religious family with cult-like ideals, Grace finds herself facing the unimaginable while struggling to maintain her own faith, and her sanity. As reluctancy becomes evident in one of her captors, will she fight like hell to redeem him or is he merely a blue-eyed devil in disguise? ⚠️ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⚠️ THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. [64,000+ Word Count] ⭐️ #1 in Abducted - 5/3/23 ⭐️ #1 in Cult - 8/15/22 ⭐️ #1 in Mystery-Thriller - 5/11/23 ⭐️ #1 in ShortHorrorStories - 5/11/23 ⭐️ #1 in TrueCrime - 9/30/22 ⭐️ #2 in Horror - 2/9/22 ⭐️ #2 in StockholmSyndrome - 9/28/22 ⭐️ #3 in Brainwash - 3/21/22 ⭐️ #6 in Murder - 7/30/22