{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

The Mafia Heirs #1 Azalea "Lea" Romano is a lethal assassin driven by one goal: avenging her parents' murder. Precise and merciless, she has spent years erasing every name tied to their deaths. Her path collides with Enzo De Luca, the cold and Don of the Italian Mafia. Ruthless and morally unbound, Enzo rules through fear, strategy, and blood-where mercy is a weakness he cannot afford. Forced into an uneasy alliance, Lea and Enzo-both shaped by violence and buried trauma-begin to fracture each other's carefully built control. In a world where power is bought with blood, emotions may prove deadlier than any enemy.

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

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"𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰, 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵. 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵... 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮?" ________________________ Park Y/N is slowly slipping through the fingers of life, but how will she tell her best friend, Jungkook? How will she tell him it's only a matter of time before she leaves? The answer is simple, she can't. Instead, she makes a list of things she wants to do with him before she leaves. Instead, she lives in silence. ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ 〔𝗔𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀〕 4x 🥇 Big categories 2x 🥇 Best Prologue 2x 🥇 Best reader-insert 1x 🥇 Most feelings provoked 5x 🥇 Best Blurb 3x 🥇 Best Title ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ 〔𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄𝘀〕 ❛ This book made me cry in the beginning and till the end I read it with a heavy heart ❜ ❛ This story is too good ❜ © 2022 KOOKSHOLLA

In which Jeon Jungkook returns to his old self which is... neglecting you. ======================================= SEQUEL to My Cruel Husband ======================================= Was #1 in Fanfiction. Thank you readers!

"ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ, ᴀᴍᴏʀ" ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ & ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ

You and Jungkook were childhood best friends. Theres just one thing...You hadn't realized he was in love with you.

❝Rule number 1; never be number 2.❞ Do people always fall in love with what they c̶a̶n̶'̶t̶ shouldn't have? ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ. Both their souls are on fire, bound to each other with their eternal flames. And their demons? They'll always exist, the darkness inside them will remain for centuries to come. But that's okay, because this time their demons aren't alone. In fact they're in love, playing well, together. ❝I've lost myself in the abyss of someone else's soul, yet again.❞ I've let this foolish heart of mine take over again, even though it has betrayed me once before. ᴵⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ, ⁱᵗ ⁱˢ ᵗᵒᵒ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵒⁿ ᶠᵒʳ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵃʳᶜʰ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐˢᵉˡᵛᵉˢ ⁱⁿ. ᴮᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵃˡʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ˡᵒˢᵗ. ᴵ ʷⁱˡˡ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ ⁱⁿ. ⁻ ᶜ. ᴶᵒʸᵇᵉˡˡ. ᶜ [𝔅𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝟙&𝟚] ʜɪɢʜᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋꜱ: •#𝟙 ɪɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ.🥀 •#𝟙 ɪɴ ʙᴛꜱ. 🥀