What if God gave you another chance to live, not as a mortal, but as an angel... an angel of death. Huntress Matthews, the violet eyed girl, never knew what a normal life is. She was constantly surrounded by responsibilities, guards, and assassins. But heaven was watching her, they were watching her way too much, as she was taken away to be the chosen daughter of Archangel Michael, Aengelle. Can she handle the responsibility she herself chose while juggling family, mortal responsibilities, gangs, fallen angels, attempts on her life and teenage drama? And it's just past breakfast...

https://twitter.com/SicilianMafiosa _______________✏ “It really is a beautiful piece” he murmured before disarming the safety. “Ah, I’d prefer if you didn’t-” “Hmm?” He tilted the gun back into an upright position now aiming it steadily towards her. “I’m sure he got you something without serial numbers I assume? Untraceable?” Her breath hitched and she immediately froze on the spot. What the fũck is happening right now? Her hands instinctively raised up near her head as if surrendering. “How do you know his name?” She asked attempting to mask the fear in her voice but failing miserably. “I never told you his name,” she continued firing away the questions rapidly. “If this is some sort of joke” she stated, “then it’s time to come clean now. You’re scaring me.” “Joke?” He walked towards her with his finger firmly on the trigger. “I thought I was going to have to get my gun out tonight, but looks like you had one just readily waiting for me” he motioned his head towards the dining room chairs pointing them out to her, “drag a chair over and take a seat bella.” _______________✏ Salvatore Abandonato, a Naples born mobster climbing the ladder to success. He will do anything to protect his family and ensure their successful name throughout New York City. When he meets Adriana Di Dio, a gorgeous young Sicilian, things change dramatically. It's not only him and his family he has to protect now, but also the young life of Adriana. The pair commence a roller-coaster ride filled with danger and and immense emotions. A roller-coaster ride they can't seem to get of... _______________✏

She was promised safety. She found the devil instead. Isadora Bellanti never wanted to be a Moretti bride. But when her father strikes a deal with Dante Moretti- the cold, untouchable heir of Milan's most feared dynasty - she's forced into a marriage that feels more like a sentence than a union. Dante is ruthless. A man whispered about in back alleys and boardrooms alike. To his world, Isadora is just a pawn - something pretty to parade, to keep his enemies guessing. But to Isadora, he's a puzzle she can't stop trying to solve... even as his darkness threatens to consume her. Every promise comes with a cost. Every touch, a warning. And in the Moretti world, love is just another weapon - one that cuts deep enough to ruin them both.

• MATURE STORY • Sydney couldn't help but give her best friend curious eyes after that encounter, watching the stunning man walk away from the corner of her eyes. She saw how he stopped to stare at her best friend. "Care to explain?" she asked, a small smile beginning to erupt. "We're just friends, barely friends even." Grace told Sydney. "But 'just friends' don't look at each other like that, Grace." ♡♡♡♡♡ Grace Sinclair is a sweet, gentle, florist. She owns her own little flower boutique named 'Daisy-Chains'. Ares is the War of God, he's the James Dean of Olympus, angry eyes and deliciously sinful. Zeus, his father, has had enough, demanding for Ares to start acting like the God that he is, Zeus demands marriage, preferably with Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love. Ares decides to pull a classic move on the day of his wedding, 'the run away Groom'. He soon finds himself down on earth in a small little flower store where he meets the temptress he had no idea he'd been waiting for. Grace knows Ares is devastatingly handsome, charming and confident. He is also a conceited, hedonistic playboy, who knows no boundaries. Grace desperately does not want to be attracted to him, but she can't control the overwhelming effect he has on her. Every instinct is telling her to run, to protect herself, so she does, but Ares is not so willing to let her go. He wants her and is determined to have her. She knows she's heading for heartbreak, but how can she run when he won't let her? ♡♡♡♡♡ "I'm going to ruin you. I"ll be your first, and I'll fuck you so thoroughly that I'll be your last, too. You won't want any other man after I've gotten my hands on you. Every last inch of you. You're mine." "I hate you!" she screamed, her eyes lighten with a fierce rage, tears streaming down her face, her fists throwing themselves at his chest repeatedly. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." she cried. "S'agapo." he whispered, gently wiping her tears away.

Poised; - To be ready and prepared to do something. ********** "I'm not that sure you're able to deny what we have, baby-girl." He leaned his face in and teased her with his lips playing on hers softly. "You're an asshole, you know that?" Pierce glared, speaking softly but not moving away, wanting to kiss him. "Yet, you want to kiss me." Xavier's lips were prancing on hers, lightly. "Fuck you." And their lips? they finally connected. Passion. Lust. Confusion. Want. Need. And something unidentified by either of them. ********** The bad boy makes a bet. His biggest addiction, Or Her The reality is she's just an average girl with good grades, but she'll shake your whole world like she did his. What happens when she's all he desires? They'll both show each-other what it's really like to live. ********** Xavier took in Pierce's sleeping form. Gently, he caressed her face. "What exactly are you doing to me, Pierce Montgomery?" Xavier sighed against the nape of her neck. He groaned planting feather-light kisses on her face.

He was the son of America's most prosperous billionaire and heir to his father's company. She was the new intern from California. These two polar opposites were never supposed to meet. But Chance Burke has other ideas for his feisty, new intern. Chance needs Piper for a job. A very dangerous, and scandalous job. ******************* Highest Rank: #2 in Action Warning: Contains some violence, language and sexual contact. Nothing more than PG-13, though.

"Never underestimate the power of a decent vocabulary." • • • Imagine if you could hear everything your neighbor did on the other side of the wall. Cook - clean - masturbate? Detective Russell Crane quickly deducts that the wall in his new apartment is surprisingly thin. And that his female neighbor has a fondness of vibrators. How much would you listen to? And more importantly; How would you react if you heard your neighbor moan your name after having just met her once?

Now a series by Mediacorp. Watch the episodes anywhere in world on meWATCH's Youtube channel. Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.

She stares up at him, obviously determined to hold her ground. Her dark eyes glint... dangerously? And yet, she makes no move to back away or tell him to move. Lucan leans over her, cocking his head to the side. "I didn't hear you the first time, Jelena." His voice isn't as balanced as it usually is, but he can't find it within himself to care. Jelena runs her fingers through her braids, trying to look everywhere except his face. "I don't see how that's my problem, Mr. Cacciatore." He angles his head to meet her eyes. "Well, the only reason you're still here is because you want me to hear it. Ho ragione, mia bella?" She gives him a look, but even he can see the desire plain and clear behind her gaze. "No." Lucan laughs, the baritone vibrating in his chest as he leans closer to her. His lips barely ghost over the edge of her ear when he whispers. "Please don't play games with me, Jelena Elias. I'd hate for you to lose." *** complete summary inside

What he doesn't remember... she will never forget. "I'm going to tell you a story... And let me tell you now, it doesn't end pretty." Since the first week of December, every Friday, one of Cole's friends goes missing. The link? They're always found dead. It is something watching, something there... Something from the past that has come for revenge. And it will not stop until it gets it.