*** NEW AND IMPROVED *** With her father missing, Shay will do anything to get him back, even if that means teaming up with a cruel gang leader and his band of psychotic men. CHARACTER VIEWS DO NOT REPRESENT MY OWN. ***WARNING*** OFFENSIVE CONTENT AHEAD.

This is Chris and Sophie's story in the Belong Series (Sequel to I belong to a stranger) She couldn't save her mother but she vowed to save her pregnant best friend aka her boss's wife. But never had she bargained for being captured by Chris Hamilton, the brother of her boss. The Mafia king himself, he was hotter than hell, he could make a saint a sinner. And he stood for everything she hated. Everything she had left behind in her past and vowed to never visit again. Between her hatching plans to kill him in his sleep, and their constant battles, she had never actually counted on falling for this killer desire machine.

Maya, an innocent nurse, finds herself forced to accept protection from the Phantoms motorcycle gang, specifically the dangerous, irresistible biker, Jake Ford. ***** Maya has a normal life and a normal boyfriend, Sebastian. But one day she drops off a letter to a prison for a patient under her care, and finds herself being watched over by a dangerous, handsome biker. It turns out Maya is under the protection of Jake Ford, and despite her feelings for Sebastian, she can't resist the pull of Jake's strong arms, dark looks and chequered past. Soon criminals are coming after her, and Jake is the only one who can keep her safe. Will Maya hide behind her good-girl reputation, or let go and lose herself in the passionate world of Jake Ford? Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual activity, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designer: Ren T. Photographer: Michelle Lancaster Model: Jaxon Human

Adelaide makes the mistake of aiding and harboring Vincent Cipriano, the top dog of Underground Miami, when she comes across his bleeding body. He leaves without a word, much less a name. Two weeks later and life seems to be returning back to normal; that is until she's kidnapped and sold into the sex industry. She's rescued by an unlikely savior: Vincent. However her rescue comes at a price: in order to obtain freedom, she has to repay her billion dollar debt...with her body.

We're always drawn to something we can't have. I just happen to be drawn to a criminal, a man who is beyond the pale. "Mi Amor, put the knife down." His words were so calm and husky. They weren't suppose to arouse her. She was holding on to the butcher knife with her dear life. "How do you know where I live! You shouldn't be here." Her voice wobbled, the first sharp stab of anxiety hit her when he took a step towards her. Why was he here? She stared in fear at the man in front of her. His naked chest glistened with sweat, his body tight, muscly and toned. Mouth watering. In the dim light of her kitchen, her eyes managed to travel over the tattoos on his right peck and bicep. "I shouldn't, but I am." He gave a slow sexy smile at her as he put his hands up in surrender. Her eyes widened at the evident bulge that was restricted in his black sweat pants. "Get out!" Before she knew it, he had lunged at her. Her knife now at her throat. "Silencio." Book Cover by Createdforyou

Café Rouge is the small french cafe that Lola's father has poured his heart and soul into. She'd never thought, he'd acquired it through...darker means. The Italian mob to be more precise. Now it's collection time and Lola's paying the price. Trading herself for her father's life-Lola finds herself in the hands of the incredibly frustrating, confusing and very good looking mob son's boss-Carlos. She's convinced that with Carlos there's nothing more than what meets the eye; a cold-hearted, killer but could she be wrong? Warning: First chapter goes fast since it was taken from a One-Shot. I will be editing this along with the rest of the book much later so bear in mind the story does get better :)

Finding evidence of her dead brother's whereabouts, Katherine Donovan believes that he is still alive. In pursuit to find her brother and restore her family's remaining happiness, she encounters the infamous and godforsakenly alluring Russian bastard Vitaly Alecovich Rostov and gets ensnared in his plan of capturing her brother. In order to attain his goal, he offers her a deal. However, the deeper she dives into the tangles of Vitaly's merciless world, she finds herself in a hauntingly familiar past. A past that she has been erased from- a past that she cannot she escape. Unsetting secrets loom the air of her maddening relationship with Vitaly. The question is; will she run from him? Or to him?

***Winner of the Wattys 2015 Urban Award (THANK YOU, READERS! MWAH) *** "Everything in the world is about sex, except sex. Sex is about power." -Oscar Wilde When notorious drug lord Aiden Michaels' troublesome younger brother Keegan goes missing, word on the street is that a hit was put out on him by the head of the of The Syndicate, Vincent Lockewood. Not one to be tampered with, Aiden decides to hit back even harder by kidnapping Vince's beautiful daughter, Ava-Marie, threatening to torture and kill her in three days unless Vince delivers his brother and a ransom of twenty million pounds, but something sparks between the captor and his captive that compromises everything. A/N: THIS STORY EXPLORES SOME ADULT THEMES SO WATTPAD HAVE MADE SOME CHAPTERS PRIVATE. IN ORDER TO READ IT IN ITS ENTIRETY FOLLOW ME AND ADD RUNNING WILDE TO YOUR LIBRARY. Enjoy x

**Contains mature content** There's a reason why the wicked have more fun... She's a lawyer to be. He's a high-profile mob boss. For all intents and purposes, they really shouldn't have even crossed paths. But when Jourdain and Matteo meet, a wicked passion ignites between the two. But can she turn a blind eye to his immoral and downright illegal ways, and go against the very laws she is learning to protect? Can he give up the "business" thats made him who he is today? Or are they doomed to end up like the star-crossed lover literary counterparts, Romeo and Juliet? It doesn't get more wicked than this....

"Turn around, Adelaine." Heart hammering in my chest, I didn't budge. "I said turn around, Adelaine." His voice, a grave, resonant command had me obeying completely this time without a second thought. My mind screamed to bolt out, to ubpush him away or slap him. But none of the three was going to happen, because I couldn't flee, and neither could I fight him. Closing the curtains behind him, he dropped his suit jacket on the floor. His hands came down to my shoulders, and very carefully, he started to lower down my crossed arms down to my sides. Slowly, he leaned in, and I had to tilt my head back to look at him. "This has to stop," Mikhail whispered. "I refuse to suffer another morning wood, Adelaine, not anymore. These...endless fantasies of you have to stop." He caressed my shoulders and his breath fanned warm on my neck.       "Get dressed. I'm taking you to my house tonight." (adult content: sex, mafia, substance-abuse related chaps® mature readers only)