After he goes to jail for nine years, Antonio comes back a changed a man and ready to cut ties with his old gang. Leaving the role of being a gang leader he starts his own company and tries to live in normality. But all is impossible as an innocent girl is brought into his life and he's dragged back into a life he tried so much to escape from. ***Completed on GoodNovel!*** This story contains sexual scenes and vulgar language. Interracial

"Vladimir please just let me go I won't tell anyone just please leave me be." I pleaded while still curled in a ball. "Let's get something straight you will never leave my side you here...DO YOU UNDERSTAND ASHANTI!!!" He says snatching me up and bending my head at an uncomfortable and hurtful angle. "I...I understand." I say trying not to cry harder than I already was. __________________________________________________ My name is Ashanti and this is my story of going through life with an abusive husband who happens to be the biggest mob boss in Russia. Why does he want me? Why did he take me? Why won't he kill me? I don't know the only thing he tells me is that my beauty and name draws him to me and makes him want me more than anything. He will never understand that I never wanted him and if given the chance I would kill him if I wasn't fearful of him or the people who'll come after me if their boss was dead and all at the hands of his wife. __________________________________________________ Like what you reading then stay and continue on this journey through hell with me and don't forget to vote, comment and follow me for more dark romance or whatever genre appeals to me or you guys in the near future. Love ~ Laila ❤

Fighting is a way of life for Amelia 'Scrappy' Armstrong as well as for everyone in her town, it is life on her side of the canyon as a whole. It is what she was born to do, bred to do. Scrappy has the best chance of being chosen for the ever popular Fights, the best chance to keep her town going for another year, so she's excited when she is chosen to be a Fighter. Scrappy had always thought of Fights as intense, fun, and exciting, but not deadly. None of the tournaments back home had been. But now on the other side of the canyon, Scrappy discovers what Fighting really is. She discovers that Fighting means a chance at a life sometimes, but most of the time, in reality, it just means death. She has to Fight for her life. Fight to survive. And fight to stay how she's always been.

He got closer, so close we could've been kissing "I'm not going to hurt you." I took his saying and ran with it. He left his hand out so I grabbed it. I felt my body slam to the floor he peeked his head at me "But I didn't say you could trust me." Lauren London as Aysia Norwood Godfrey Gao as Shang Li

The heavy smell of cigarette smoke couldn't even mask the metallic smell of aged blood beneath the floor boards. These were dangerous men. Boys with knives and painted skin.. ~ We laid in the darkened room letting the comfortable silence cover us. His tattooed hand lightly stroked the moist skin of my arm. Yuji was beautiful.. "I'm going to hell..." He said nonchalantly. My eyes danced along his strong jawline and shoulder length, tapered hair. Currents of silky, onyx hair. "I've touched such a pure soul with unclean hands..." He sat up, climbed to his feet and grabbed his silk robe from the door, concealing the Oni and blossoms that adorned his back. [Completed 02/27/20] *************************************************** Warning: This book is rated M for mature. This novel will include sexual situations, violence, and crude language. Let's try to be adults about this. If I catch you copying my book, I'll sue.

In which a mafia leader takes an interest in a black girl. ♤ The young girl in front of me fixes her grey hood, making sure her face is out of sight. I sip on my now room temperature coffee, just looking at her. "So I heard you knew about the mafia around here." She barely whispers to me. I just look at her, tucking a strand of curly hair behind my ear. I let out a dry laugh. "Anybody can know about a mafia. Why do you worry?" I ask her. She looks slightly concerned. "Well someone in it has taken an... interest in me. And someone told me about how yo-" I raise my hand up, telling her to stop talking. I rub my hands against the dress I'm wearing, getting slightly cold. "You only need to do one thing." I tell her casually, sipping my now cold coffee. She looks at me confused. "What's that?" "Run." ♤

Sequel to "Of Mobsters and Men" The Pride is under attack when an unknown enemy steps out of the shadows to settle a score with Capo leader, Stefano Vanzetti. With numerous, grusome, unexplainable murders and clues left behind to lure the Capo into a trap, it becomes transparent that Stefano is not the only one the enemy is after.

...Alex just glares at me without responding. I slam the rest of my clothes into the bag. "I'm leaving." I declare out loud like it wasn't obvious. His hard ice blue eyes tears away from my face slowly and looks down at my bag then slowly back up to my face causing my heart to leap. After a few more silent seconds, he unfolds himself from leaning against the closet's door frame and quietly walk over to the bedroom door. Meeting and holding my startled gaze, he reaches over and slowly turns the lock on the door. "No you aren't."

"I wish I had someone to fuck me like this." *** "Mind if I get comfortable, Doll?" He asked, slipping the ring from his finger. In a matter of seconds his eyes began to bleed black, completely engulfing his pupils and leaving what looked like pools of molten onyx in their place. His skin darkened to a steely grey and tattoos no longer adorned his slate colored skin. Horns grew from his temples, curling backwards and resting against his ears. He disappeared from in front of her, and reappeared behind her, pulling her against his cold skin. His forked tongue licked her from her jaw to the shell of her ear, sending shivers through Paisli's entire being. Now she was really freaking the fuck out. "You see Paisli, we didn't meet by chance. You summoned me. You said, and I quote, 'I wish I had someone to fuck me like this'." He heightened his voice a few octaves, rudely mocking her. "I, Torid, am here to fuck you like that, and then some."

It's a mafia story, your already know what's going on.