[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

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• Roxie is running away from her past with her seven year old daughter. After moving to a new city, she ends up meeting Damon, the Boss of the American Italian Mafia. Will he help her escape her troubled past or bring more trouble to her future? * Book One In The Mafia Series * ________________________________________ Started - November 14, 2019 Completed - March 3, 2021

I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

THIS IS ONLY A SAMPLE OF THE FIRST 5 CHAPTERS. THE BOOK IS PUBLISHED ON AMAZON. eBook and paperback: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09LGQVNGV/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr= It's also available on Kindle Unlimited. The published book is edited and I've added a few things. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How can you tell who's good or bad? You start to question just that when your fiancé who you thought always treated you well suddenly shows a whole different side of himself. When the man who everyone tells you to stay away from because he's dangerous is the one who treats you well and with respect. Amelia Davies moves back to L.A. after finding out that her fiancé isn't as loving and caring as she thought. Trying to get her life back together while working the front desk at a garage, she's happy to be her own independent person. She doesn't need anything else as long as she has her peace, quiet and her books. At least that's what she thought until her former fiancé shows up and wants to bring her back. Raffaele Amoretto has never liked people. The only ones he keeps close are his most trusted men. Them he can tolerate. He doesn't talk to people more than necessary, he doesn't like to be touched, and love is something he's never experienced, even from his own parents. When he sees Amelia for the first time, that changes. Like him, she keeps to herself. She doesn't like attention, but she catches his.

My breathing hitched as once again our gazes met. There was something there, different. Maybe it was his brown eyes that had suddenly become so black and diluted, or maybe it was the fact that his eyes were so full of lust that I was one hundred percent sure that he wanted to destroy me. Whatever it was, I knew I'd never be the same again. ----------- Author's Note: Unfortunately I have not been able to edit and complete this book in 2021. I will be completing it and editing in 2022. Bare with me darlings! Thank you for all the support! Trigger warning: THIS BOOK CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, AND DETAILED SEX SCENES.

Some Mature Books........... The books in this book are either mature or contains mature content (Not always sexual) Btw, all of the authors names are in each and every story, I'm not sure why they're not showing up for some, if not most readers, but they're there. They're on the line under the reading, might have to tap around a little bit, but it's there.

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

"James look I- "I know you don't have a boyfriend." I interrupt her. She then looks at me as if I caught her red handed. "Look, that doesn't matter anymore. What do you want?" She asks "I want you" "Well I don't want you, now get out." She says turning around to walk away. I quickly grab her arm and pull her right back. "Let go of me!" "I know you like me Ria, I can sense how I make you feel." "Oh yeah? How the he'll is that!" She yells trying to pull her arm away. I then slide my hand into hers, I intertwine our fingers together. Causing her to look at our hands now connected. She then looks back up at me with confused eyes. I then place my hand on her cheek and she closes her eyes and lets out a sigh against it. "I know you feel things for me, I know you like me close to you. Just by the way you breathe, like right now." I say taking a look at her chest now moving up and down rapidly. "James what are you doing?" She asks _________________________________________ James Luchini a charming upcoming CEO of his stepfather's company, comes from a rough childhood. Dealing with his mother being a prostitute, living in multiple foster homes. He comes across this beautiful model named Andria Wilson. She opens his eyes to things, he never thought he could see before. Her personality was extremely sexy to him. The two constantly come into very complicated situations. Will there love be strong enough to fight through it all? Read to find out. This story is a fun, crazy, dangerous roller coaster ! © WANTING ANDRIA 2017 (WARNING) Be aware this book is not PG13. It has adult rated R. Content. If you are easily affend by foul language, sex etc. I advise for you not to read.