"I think you've already starved me enough, Amia, just one taste. I promise I won't bite." Marcello implored, his hands slipping gently between my thighs whilst his thumb slowly caressed my skin. ***** Amia embodied everything Marcello Ortega, a violent and dangerous mafia leader, loathed. She was his cock's itch, and the only way to get rid of it was to either destroy her or pin her against his bed, relieving his impediment. Amia was returning home from work late one night when she came across a critically injured man on the street and, being the kindhearted and unselfish girl she is, decided to assist. She had no idea that the man she had assisted was the vicious and callous underground Mafia leader, and she would soon find herself entangled in sweet yet deadly illusions. ********** Unedited! Exclusively signed to wattpad.

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.

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

"You fucking manwhore!" I point the knife at his throat as he backs up a little, his hands in the air a sign of defeat, a sign only he will show me. "You think that this is a joke." I drag the knife lower to his stomach, his smirk still on his lips, his eyes still on mine. But his smirk still doesn't fall and stays on there as I try to stab him again, but this time he grabs the knife from the blade with his bare hands while still looking at me. "I think now it's my turn, isn't it, flower." ~~ Amaryllis, a woman who is living an average life with her friend group, now starts college in 2 weeks, she is thriving in her happiness and now a restaurant opens near by the university she is in. Her and her best friend decide to go to the place with a smile on their faces, a door in front of their eyes, a step they take let's secrets reveal and falter to the ground. From happiness to confusion, lust, sorrow and pain, the truth comes out one by one, she might not survive but her might is stronger than she thinks it is. All she needed was a book to figure out everything, but everything is out of place on her mind. How will the secrets keep her sane if she can't handle them being poured onto her? #9 in unhinged #6 in secret societies

What I did was forbidden. I knew there was a punishment waiting for me. Witches like me were beheaded in front of the world. I knew what I had put myself into when I sank my hands into black magic and played with lives. But it all changed when an invitation was dropped at my doorstep, an invitation from the queen of the underworld. Being in her kingdom was threatening itself, but there was a reason she had invited me and the reason came into the clear soon. She wanted me to capture four vicious, cursed men-all by myself. I had to take her offer. It was either my head or the heads of the four men she wanted. Who knew the cursed men wanted my head as well? Mature and RH (Reverse Harem)

𝐀𝐧 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐀 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦... 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚. 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥. 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐫. A business deal between the two powerful families went wrong years ago and someone ended up being killed causing a great rivalry between both families. Who was the killer? And more importantly how will revenge be taken? What happens when the two eldest children of the powerful and fighting families, Avalina Leoni and Dante Sorentino, who desperately hate eachother get themselves caught in an undeniable web of tension and an alliance. "𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴," 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘱 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵," 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳, 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘺. "𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶." Lastly, trust no one. Highest ranking so far: #1 action-romance [Book 1]

"Her hazel eyes, wide with fear, avoided meeting mine. Her body trembled in delicate, and broken shivers. The curves of her face were hauntingly beautiful, innocence etched into every inch. Her skin was a milky white, smooth except for tiny crisscrosses of scars. I was transfixed. But the sight of her was only a temporary diversion from the torment within. The pulse of her blood was visible in the delicate curve of her neck. My mouth felt heavy on my jaw and as I stepped forward, her pulse quickened." In the Kingdom of Qemond, Sebastian, the enigmatic Vampire King, finds himself entangled in a web of desire and mystery. A chance encounter with a seemingly ordinary human named Elowen unravels a captivating tale of addiction, power, and a blood bond that defies the very fabric of his understanding. Elowen's blood possesses an inexplicable hold over Sebastian, and it thrusts him into a relentless pursuit of answers. As he grapples with the mysteries of her existence, the kingdom teeters on the brink of war, and Sebastian faces challenges that pale in comparison to the internal turmoil ignited by his connection to the weak human he cannot let go of. Will Sebastian untangle the questions of Elowen's blood, or will the intoxicating allure of her existence forever alter the course of his immortal life?

Blood is thicker than water... And nobody knows that better than a vampire. Vampire feed off blood and only have loyalty and respect for the sires. For Le'Ciette the blood sister to the infamous Lestat de Lioncourt, it's better to have the loyalty of your real family than that of a vampire and it is time she spoke out about what it means to love and to be lost. Prepare to risk everything you know about Lestat as she gives her take on the happenings when the Queen of the damned returns. Le'Ciette is my character and all rights are reserved for me. As for the others they belong to Anne Rice.

[MAFIA FICTION] ___________ "Look what we have here.. " He spoke, smirking, in his deep sensual voice that made me skip few heartbeats and my breath. The way his voice teased me, showed he knew how bad I'm craving it. I covered my burning red face, squirming, shyly. "Oh No, No, baby , if you do that, how will I get a view of the moment that I waited for so long, my Blossom" he whispered, pinning my hands over my head firmly, positioning himself between my legs once again to have a view of me under his dominance and control. His intense stares made me go crazy. I could feel my heart pounding on trampoline in my chest. I couldn't believe this breathtaking inked God was so close to me, in such an intimate moment that I only dreamt of.. Thinking of all this made me bit my lip and look away in overwhelming shyness. He grabbed my face with his hand made me face him, "If my baby looks away one more time, I'll have to reconsider the reward. I want you to look at me and only me... Am I clear, Blossom?" he spoke, his voice producing a sense of vibration throughout my body everytime he spoke. ____________