(COMPLETED) BOOK TRAILER IN CHAP. 1!!! I had just turned 19 and was about to graduate high school, entering into an amazing university. Surrounded by plenty of friends, I had such a bright future ahead of me. Everything changed when I met the devil named Eric. Disguised as an angel, I was pulled into his dangerous world. Eric was one of the most deadly, viperous, and wicked mafia leaders. His name haunted his victims heads. He was every bit of dangerous as beautiful, someone so perfect only existed in my wildest dreams. He was everything a girl could ask for. Or so he perceived it to be. . . Blinded from the start in his ethereal world, soon I realize that it was all merely just a mask. And what lies beneath the mask, was far more sinister. *** WARNING: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. *** I pulled away, with some difficulty from his tight hold. "I need to go, I can't stay." It didn't change anything for him, he continued to kiss my neck as if I had never spoken. That's when his hand slipped underneath my volleyball spandex. I gasped out, covering my mouth as I shut my eyes. "I know you want to stay, so stay. I'll make you feel better than any high school guy ever could." Eric sexily purred in my ear. His fingers found the weakness between my legs, and my hands clamped onto the back of his neck as his kisses nuzzled on my neck. I leaned my head back, taking in sharp breaths as his fingers felt inside me. He was so good at everything he did, I was learning from what seemed a professional. After taking another brief look at the clock, I decided to take the risk. After all, an adventure is much more fun when it's dangerous. Or so I'm hoping, I never really had the guts to do anything mischievous before. *** #1 in Romance 7/22/18 His Obsession. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Brimmy Somell decides to take a little...vacation. Little does she know, it turns out to be much more permanent than she had originally thought. After meeting tall, sexy, and mysterious Marcello Pietro, Brimmy finds herself having to make a life-changing decision and putting herself in a dangerous position she'd never imagined to be in. °•°●°•°●°•°●°•° "I love you." He says with no hesitation. It takes a moment for my hazy mind to catch up. I'm still in a daze, mesmerized by his perfections, and the deep dimple set in his cheek. I blink, "What?" "Don't make me say it again." He says, sounding frustrated, but I catch the hint of embarassment in his voice as he runs his hand through his hair and takes a step back. I grab a hold of the neckline to his shirt and yank him back within close proximity of me. "What if I want you to say it again?" I ask, studying his eyes. "Isn't it enough that I said it once?" He scowls, trying to pull back, but I restrain him from doing so. "Nope. Just say it one more time and I'll be satisfied." I state bravely, feeling a boost of confidence I didn't have earlier. He glances down, then looks back up into my eyes, allowing me to spot the vulnerability and uncertainty he feels. "I love you." He says, putting more strength in his voice than he looks to have. I grin, pulling him in for a kiss, but right before I do, I say the one phrase that will seal my fate, "I love you too, big, bad mafia boss." ••••• The story may be rough but the comment section makes up for it. ••••• Word count: 51,173 ••••• Written and published 2018-2019

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

He gently wipes away my tears and my hold on my tummy tightens. "P-please don't h-hurt us." I whisper, looking into his dark eyes. "I could never hurt something that's mine."

Completed on 24/09/2018 Tell me who hurt you?" It was a command. I could have been afraid and probably told the whole of my traumatic childhood but I shook my head. There was no way I was telling him my darkest secrets. "I will find out..I always find out cara" he mumbled. But I doubted even he could guess my father was responsible for my nightmares. He stared at me, and I stared right back at him. "You have freckles" I whispered lifting my right hand to touch his face. "Do I?" His voice was husky. He turned his face slightly towards my hand noting the taut set of his bold profile. His jaw was set granite hard, but his eyes turned soft. He leaned closer hesitating for a second. I knew he was giving me a chance to avoid his kiss.

He set fire to the world around him But never let a flame touch her. He was Ruthless, He was a sinner, He was a monster, He was evil, He was a heartless mafia leader feared by all. Until his world changed he seen something, something that made his heart beat, Did Carlo the devil finally fall for an angel? did he finally become soft for someone besides his mother and sister? He protected her in the shadows for a long time, will he be able to stay away from her?

Callum watched his doll sleep peacefully from her window. He snapped a few pictures and carefully put them in the bag with the rest. He sighed knowing he can't do anything more. Before he left he whispered. . . " MINE " ______________________ Epiphany is a small town girl with a heart of gold. What will she do when she meets Callum, a cold hearted leader of the mafia who finds an unhealthy obsession with her.

/The male leads name changes after a few chapter. Its changed to Dominic Romano./ Emma Johnson 16 years old girl. She is an orpan and her foster parents abuse her. She has lived her whole life locked in the house. With abusive parents and bitch step sister Emma's life is miserable. She has never seen the outside world since she was 6. Carl Smith/Dominic Romano. 25 years old Mafia leader. He is a cruel man. He is the leader of the world's biggest mafia. He is heartless as said by the people. He kills for fun. He doesn't have a weakness. Until he meets her. A coincidence makes them see each other. For her he is the only human she has seen in the last 10 years. And he is dangerous. But for him, she is the most beautiful and innocent human being he has seen in his entire 25 years. And she is his now. She is his little angel.

" I can't have a weakness. " He whispered, looking toward the people on stage. Lies. " Then kill me now. " I whispered back. He looked at me, both frustration and anger in his body language. Then his face went soft, showing an emotion I never thought I'd read from him. Then, he smirked and pulled out his gun. Holding my back to his like a human shield from the police in some action movie. He brought his gun to my head and gasps were heard throughout the hall, I closed my eyes. He took my chin, faced me to him and looked into my forest-like hazel eyes, the smirk still there. Then forcefully brought his lips to mine, giving me a bruising kiss. " I won't lose you again. " He said. Damn fucking straight.