"P-please. I'll be good. Please don't hurt me." I begged him, wrapping my arms around myself, as though that would keep me from completely falling apart. "I'm not going to hurt you princess." He told me comfortingly. His hand raised to my face and his fingers ghosted over the cut from uncle's ring. "I'm not going to let anyone hurt you ever again. My name is Lorenzo Conti. Will you tell me your name?" Nora Phillips didn't think she would ever escape her uncle's grasp. Little did she know knights in shining armor could come in the form of mafia bosses. As soon as Lorenzo saw her, he knew he had to save her, but can he protect her from everything? Can he be her protettore? Rated M for language and violence. REVISIONS AND EPILOGUE HAVE BEEN POSTED!

Nine-year-old Addison has known only darkness - locked away in a basement, her world has been one of silence, fear, and isolation. But when Addison moves in with the Harrington brothers - the family she never knew she had - she faces the daunting task of learning to trust, speak, and heal. Surrounded by love but haunted by her past, will Addison find the light she's been searching for - or will the shadows of her trauma keep her trapped?

"I'm Viola! I don't know if i told you that already." "Lola." "Viola." I correct. "Lola." ~~ Viola is a bubbly girl who just wants friends and people to love. When her friend asks to be her boss's assistant for the day she agrees and little does she know, the man by the desk will be her first love. Grey is a quiet man who focus on business, money and work until a little blonde haired blubbery girl enters his office. ❤️❤️ enjoy mama

She was abducted and abused. She was scared and scarred. She was malnourished and mute. But above all, she was a fighter and a princess. A lost mafia princess. Abducted at the age of 2 and found her family at 13. Tormented in between and was cherished ever after. Alicia Ximena Ortiz, a baby sister, darling daughter, and trusted friend. Status: Ongoing

Eight-year-old Athena Dimitriou has never known safety. Raised by a mother who loved her but resented her, and a man who hid his violence behind closed doors, she learned early how to stay small, quiet, and invisible. Until the night everything shattered. When her mother is found dead and her stepfather vanishes, DNA results reveal an impossible truth-Athena is the illegitimate daughter of one of America's most powerful Mafia dons. Whisked away to New York, she finds herself in a palace of cold steel and burning loyalty, under the protection of five ruthless brothers who rule a criminal empire. She was born in silence. They raise her in steel. But beneath the violence lies something unexpected-soft hands, warm arms, a family that will kill for her, die for her... and teach her, at last, how to live. Book 1

Sienna Giovanni, a 12-year-old Italian-South Korean girl, has spent most of her life in isolation. Her only company has been her neglectful "mother," a deflated volleyball, and a worn-out teddy bear. She doesn't know much about the world outside her small, lonely existence. But life wasn't always this way. Sienna once had loving parents and caring older siblings, a family full of warmth and laughter-until tragedy tore them apart. Everything changes when her "mother" is arrested, and Sienna is returned to the parents who never stopped searching for her. They remember their sweet, mischievous little girl with the sparkling chocolate-brown eyes and adorable grin who could make anyone smile. But Sienna isn't the same anymore. The bright, innocent child they knew is now a guarded, quiet pre-teen, weighed down by the scars of her past. Determined to help her heal, her family tries to rebuild their connection and bring Sienna out of her shell.

Fourteen-year-old Serafina Rose Lombardi never knew she had brothers - let alone six of them. After the sudden death of her guardian, Luciana, Serafina is uprooted from everything she's ever known and brought to a sprawling, terrifying estate in northern Italy. Her new life is ruled by cold, unreadable men who terrify everyone but speak to her in quiet, unfamiliar tenderness. As Serafina tries to adjust to governesses, towering gothic halls, and brothers who seem more like shadows than people, she begins to suspect that the past she was told isn't the full truth. Why was she hidden from them all her life? Why does no one speak of her parents? And why does every hallway seem to whisper secrets? Each brother wears a mask. But Serafina isn't just a little sister. She's a Lombardi. And she's going to find out the truth - even if it unravels everything they've tried to protect her from.

"Who did this to you?" I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I stared at the glass in my hands. My knuckles were scraped. One nail was broken. I didn't remember when that happened. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. His fingers twitched against the sheets. His eyes never left me. "Ella" he said again, quieter now. "Tell me who did this." My throat closed. I tried to speak. Tried again. And then, in the smallest, ugliest voice I'd ever heard from myself: "Nathan." The name barely passed my lips.

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)

"Ariel," he said, my name falling from his lips like a prayer. It's the first time he said my name And before I could process what was happening, he pulled me into a deep, breathtaking kiss. His lips crashed against mine, firm and desperate, like he had been holding back for far too long. I gasped against his mouth, but he only used that as an opportunity to deepen the kiss, his arms wrapping around me fully, holding me close. I melted. I completely melted into him, my hands reaching up to thread through his hair as he tilted his head, taking his time to explore my lips like he was memorizing every inch. Tropes: Only soft towards her Arranged Marriage (forced) Love at first sight Villian mmc (kinda?) Touch her and die 🤭 HEA