*Completed 2017* *EDIT 2024 Hey lovelies! I will be editing this story for Kindle publishing! Will update with more news to come!* She was stolen from the club her friend had took her to. Just the driver, because she knew how her friend could drink. She just wanted a night to herself because exams where over. All she had to do was enjoy her summer before she went beck to college. But no. She was at the wrong club at the wrong time. Now she's stuck, stuck with the Mafia.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Ares, the typical hot playboy, decides to bet on his own dad's best friend's daughter in his ego. He would hate to sip from the same glass, let alone kiss her. But when he does, everything changes for him. Iris is a typical hopeless romantic who has given the keys of her life to fictional men. Her only goal in life is to prove that she is way better than Ares but falls directly into his trap. When all her book fantasies start to come true, her heart ties an undoable knot. Both become bound to each other by hate, yet cannot resist each other. Even when they're arguing and hating. ------------- TW: Sexual Assault, Violence, Sexual Content (of consent) Please read at your own discretion

Jazmine is snatched into a world of supernaturals when she is kidnapped by her mate himself. But this mate of hers not only is a werewolf, but has Alpha blood who's possessive and radiates dominance. He snatches her into his world of howling, growling, animalistic beings that are feared by many. The question is...can she run from it?

BIG DISCLAIMER: I wrote this book when I was a CHILD. The MC's are underage. If it makes you uncomfortable, please DO NOT read. This book is still up due to it being a comfort book, outside the smut. It touches on mental health and can be relatable. PLEASE, THIS IS A WARNING! THEY ARE UNDERAGE. "let me tell you something, darling. you've unlocked a side of me, even I fear. but since you want to keep me up all night, challenging me, he's gonna show up at some point." Mateo whispers, huskily into my ear, gripping my neck. "what are you talking about?" I whisper. "like how I show no mercy when killing someone. I can also show no mercy in bed. you're not sensitive, so you should be able to take the degrading. right, Tesoro?" he asks, i nod. "you know it's not true though. you know I love and cherish you, beautiful," he says slowly. "right?" "mhm." I nod. Mateo slowly starts speeding up his thumb, on my clit. "right. now I know, my Tesoro isn't so vanilla and innocent. So tell me, love. do you have any kinks?" the question catches me off guard. do I? "ya," I mumble. "I want you to list them," he whispers, I can hear the smirk on his face. "bondage, CNC- shit- dirty talk, uh-um, choking, degrading, stimulation. fuck i can't think," I mumble. "you've said my favourites, but have you ever heard of darcyphilia?" he asks, slowly entering his finger again. "n-no." I stutter. "well, I want to fuck you, overstimulate you, edge you, until you're in tears, chanting your safe word." _________________________________ ⚠️ I WON'T CONSIDER THIS BDSM, BUT IT DOES CONTAIN HEAVY SMUT⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK DOES NOT PROMOTE TEEN PREGNANCY⚠️ ⚠️EVERYTHING OTHER THEN THE MAFIA CULTURE AND RACIAL CULTURES ARE FICTION⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS CONSIDERED 18+ BUT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT... I AIN'T YOUR PARENT. BUT DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU⚠️ ⚠️YES THE GIRL IS ON BIRTH CONTROL FROM THE GET-GO⚠️

"I'm pregnant with your child, Alex." Sophia was determined on convincing Alexander that besides her being pregnant, they couldn't work out. "And I know that. Now, stop think of all the bad things that could happen. Give me one reason why we could and we could run with that." Alexander was determined on making Sophia his. He wanted her to realize that even if she wasn't pregnant, he'd still want her. She'd still be his. - (Yes, this story includes black characters and Sophia Matthews happens to be one of them. If you have a problem, I'm going to kindly ask you to not read this book now. If you get into the book and have a problem with interracial dating, then I'm going to kindly ask you to get the fuck out and suck my dick. Enjoy! Vote and comment❤️) Rankings: #4 in bwwm - February 19, 2019 #1 in blackwoman - June 27, 2019 #12 in possessive - July 18, 2019 #29 in interracial - July 21, 2019

An arranged marriage was never what I wanted but it seemed to be what life was dishing out to me, and to make it worse, my husband-to-be preferred women on the ...lighter side. And by the lighter side, I mean lighter side of the scale and skin color. #1Bwwm #2Interracial Book 1 of the Unwanted Series PS: There are typos in this work, mostly because autocorrect always puts in the most ridiculous wrong things and I always miss despite reading them before posting, until I have posted and read over and over again. There's also the issue of timelines that don't add up and wrong names. I'm currently editing it in a new document. I hope it will be better. FP: 2017 C:2019

Logan, self-centered and arrogant. Samantha, selfless and modest. Him, rude and insensitive. Her, polite and respectful. Him, careless and foolish. Her, careful and smart. Both opposites, with only two things in common. They both have the same untamed temper and sexual attraction for each other. What more can be said about the certain someone that just happens to meet the infamous businessman through an interview? Read more to find out about the sexy boss who's a challenge for Samantha every single day. And she's a challenge for him... ┏━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┓ 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓒𝓸𝓫𝓻𝓪 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 🔞 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓞𝓷𝓮 ┗━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┛ He groaned, his muscles tensing as he gripped the handrail with so much force, it felt in his hard body. I rose my palm to his other cheek, softly brushing my fingers over his skin just to force those moans out of his mouth. He was definitely a tough one. Out of the blue, be snatched my hand away, grasping my neck as he forced my eyes right back to his emeralds, my lips far away from his ear. He glared, frustration and anger playing on his features. "Your games don't work on me, sugar." I grinned, licking my lips slowly, with that erotical movement, watching as his eyes followed that movement. ❝𝓓𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓘 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹, 𝓫𝓪𝓫𝔂?❞

THIS IS A WEREWOLF STORY!!!! "Anything for you." He turned to me. He walked over to me and stood between my legs; he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. He leaned in, unknowingly sparking that stupid sensation I got every time he touched me....