"If you are a vampire, then how are you still a hot mess?" (Twilight) Emmett Cullen x OC female

Bailey Davis has been dragged into babysitting three little troublemakers every Friday for the rest of the year by none other than her mother. But what she soon discovers is not only will she be spending lots of down time with the kids, but another royal pain that happens to live right down the stairs... Who is that, you ask? Jaxon Bennett: a charming, arrogant, and ridiculously hot bad boy. What will happen during this extreme trial of Baileys patience? Prepare to be surprised.

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.

Beth Corday never expected that accidentally stealing from crime boss Rob B. Illion would land her in a dangerously intimate contract with him. With her life on the line, can she make him fall in love with her? Season 1 of How to Rob a Billionaire Series. *** At just twenty-three years old, Beth Corday has mastered the art of thievery to pay the debts her mom left behind. Once she completes her biggest mission yet, by stealing from the mysterious billionaire, Rob B. Illion, she's thrilled by the forty million dollars she acquires...Until she realizes Mr B. Illion has no problem with killing for revenge. Now trapped in the deadly world of this ruthless crime boss, Beth silently vows to make him regret the day he crossed her path. Rob B. Illion doesn't think twice about the young woman who stumbled into his arms, until he discovers his forty-million-dollar watch is gone. When Rob proposes a deal to Beth to work for him in exchange for her life, he realizes she's his best shot at taking down his rivals. When he moves Beth under his roof, he also discovers she's incredibly smart, sly, and impossible to trust... And now she's all he can think about. As their dangerous game unfolds, they find themselves drawn to each other in ways they never expected. But can Beth steal Rob's heart before it's too late?

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.