"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

How hard can it be to fulfil a prophecy? That is, while having to work with a chiselled, righteous soldier who sees you merely as his duty and a silver-eyed, sarcastic demi-god that takes any chance to belittle you. I doubt it would be that hard... right? ************** Normal. No-one was more familiar with that word than Hanna. With a part-time job as a waitress at a run-down cafe and trying to complete her studies while slaving away after her neglecting parents, Hanna had begun to believe that life was just an endless droll of misery. It was too bad that normal wasn't written in Hanna's fate. Her whole world was turned upside down when a scruffy man appeared in the cafe she worked at. Not knowing who he is or where he came from, he had simply given her a message on a slip of paper and left just as quickly as he had come. That slip of paper changed everything. Tossed into Aaru- an unknown world, Hanna is forced to come to terms with who she actually is and the purpose of her very existence, unfolding the secrets of her previously unknown powers. Not without help, of course. By her side- a dark enticing God and dashing noble warrior to guide her path. Hanna must defeat the evil lurking in the ancient lands of Aaru as the prophecy had foretold. But, will the evil be too much to overcome? Or, will her newfound relationships present as an obstacle?

He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

Venus Castellanos, trained killer and daughter to the most powerful mafia lord in the states never chose her life or the risks that come from planning to murder a mafia prince. But when faced with a forced marriage and a mutual threat, will she find freedom with her greatest enemy- as every instinct tells her to run? *𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬*

"Darkness can't drive out darkness, only light can do that." ............................. He was invisible, ambitious, a cold-hearted murderer who would kill anybody standing his way. She was Euphoric, Exuberant, and could bring a smile to anyone's face in less than a heartbeat. What happens when Alessandro, king of the Italian Mafia accidentally shoots Athena? "Sei sempre stato mio, avevo solo paura di ammetterlo a me stesso." *UNDER EDITING* #1- Erotic romance 6/07/20 #1- Short story 15/08/20 #1- Mature 16/08/20 #3- Boyxgirl 22/12/20 -- ⚠️ MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SCENES ⚠️

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.

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

Emilia I was so sure I'd never see him again. Not that I didn't want to. But not that I did. After all, he was the one that bailed on me. The one who threw away all those years we had for his own future. I shouldn't have been the one left feeling hurt. Yet somehow, I was. Seeing my best friend now, five years later, at my sister's wedding was the last thing I expected. But I never imagined I'd relive the heartache he left in his wake. And I never imagined falling for Adam Blackwell. Adam I wasn't supposed to see her again. Not that I didn't want to. A part of me did. A part of me always will. Emilia Feye was my best friend. Until I left her in my past and threw our friendship away. It was a mistake that haunts me every single day. It was between my best friend and my career. But I'm not the only one guilty. She did the same thing as me. Seeing her now, five years later, at my brother's wedding was unexpected. I never thought I'd have to suffer the consequences for the mess I made and the friendship I shattered. But I never imagined falling in love with her this time. I never imagined falling in love with Emilia Feye. ... Emilia and Adam meet again, five years after parting and going separate ways for college. They're not eighteen anymore. They're not so selfish anymore. And they're not best friends anymore. They caused each other heartache and now it's time to right their wrongs and make up for those mistakes. Now, in Marbella, Spain. Now, at her sister and his brother's wedding, the two meet again. Except this time, things are different. This time there's anger, frustration, pain, and regret. This time, they're not friends, they're a complicated mess. They call it friendship. We all call it love. . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Four years. Four years ago, he left her. And now he's back, showing up at her bookstore, asking for a second chance. Oh, and for his book to be sold. Runville is a small town in North Carolina. A small town where smiles are made and hearts break. A small town where London and Ronan were each other's whole world. From growing up hating each other to falling in love only to break their hearts and wound up hating each other. It came down to career against family, love against self-love, and choosing who you love against yourself. And Ronan chose himself. And London chose her family. And it tore them apart. Now, four years later, he's done with college, made a name for himself, and is back in Runville. History always repeats itself. What goes around comes around. And where you start is where you end. Can Ronan win her back? They were pieces that fit perfectly together. Only they didn't belong to the same puzzle. . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

The Princetons and the Lockes. It's an enmity of decades. And so the tradition continues when it comes to Venus and Caden. A prince and a leader's daughter. Two hearts. Two minds. Two bodies. Attraction. Hate. Love. But above all, lust. Unfortunately, feeling anything but hate for the other, is a sin. And Venus and Caden are now sinners. They're taught to hate each other. To take every opportunity to torment the other and to steal the other's moment. But what happens when the two hearts being told to do so start to disobey? After years of so-called hatred, the attraction is now seeping through and their acts are unraveling rapidly. Can Venus and Caden keep everything between them hidden and under wraps? Or will a forbidden romance cause havoc? . . . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED