"How about we make a deal?" He says peeling the knife out my hand. "Im not making a deal with the devil" I say shaking my head as I push him off me. "But babe you can call me Satan" he grins. Contains strong language! Some sexual scenes And extreme bitchiness Let's not forget the sass. Hope you enjoy This story is copyrighted xox

Prince Charming. Something Jane believed in when she was a small innocent little girl, but after her latest relationship, she believes it's total bull crap. That is until she met Derek, the man who leads the gang 'Blood Lust'. Who shows her, not only is there heroes, but there's also princes', even though he acts like a king. WARNING: This book is undergoing slow editing, and it is horribly written so bare with me! This story is mine, though the cover is from pictures I have gotten from google, and so are the GIFS and videos I have put on the chapters. But I did make this story, it is mine, so do NOT copy it. This story is also undergoing editing. Thank you, hope you enjoy the story. All Rights Reserved

Miss Scarlet Santoro knows better than to get involved with the Mafia. But the night she witnesses something she was never meant to see, the Mafia gets involved with her. Dragged into a world of bullets, blood oaths, and buried secrets, Scarlet is given one condition for survival: stay under the protection of Angelo Don De Luca-the cold, calculating king of the underworld who clearly wishes she didn't exist. Angelo is everything she hates. Scarlet is everything he doesn't have time for. He insults her. He controls her every move. He makes it very clear: she is a problem he intends to get rid of...once he's done keeping her alive. But when Scarlet finally comes face to face with the father, she's spent her whole life hating, the truth detonates everything she thought she knew. Old lies resurface. New enemies close in. And the line between captor and protector, hate and desire, begins to blur in dangerous ways. With a war brewing in the shadows and every alliance built on betrayal, Scarlet and Angelo are forced to trust the one person they swore to never need-each other. In a world where love is a weakness and loyalty can kill you; one question remains: Will they burn the Mafia to the ground to save each other... or will the Mafia Wars consume them both?

"He fell into despair and lost all hope... For who could ever love a beast?" -Beauty and The Beast ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• When Elle stumbled upon an ad for a stay in chef, she thought the universe had finally tipped in her favor. After graduating from culinary school, she wasn't sure what direction her life would go in... Until she met Stefan DeGramont. At first, he seemed like a cold hearted, presumptuous, egotistical asshole. As she grew to know him... Well... I guess you could add Mafia boss to the list. Now tangled in his crazy Mafia business, will something fragile like her heart, be on the line? Or maybe something more risky, like her life? Could all this be avoided If she can learn to love the man behind the beast... Before it's too late. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "A thorn defends the Rose. Harming only those that will steal the blossom." **PLEASE Beware: I wrote this a few years ago so the spelling errors are there, and some cringe moments are present. I'll accept all health invoices for any emotional and mental damage inflicted during this read xoxo

He was danger. She was innocence. He was fire and she was the water that wanted to put him out. But what happens when his fire spreads and she ends up getting burned? __ Nadiyah Valentino was everything anyone could ever want to be. Independent, successful, and shockingly beautiful. Her do-gooder attitude and confidence is what scares most men away from the African-American - Italian beauty .. every man except Giovanni. When mafia leader Giovanni meets Nadiyah at a club, from the moment she slapped him across the face he knew one thing and one thing only - she had to be his. He was willing to do anything and everything to claim her as his own. Will Nadiyah fall for his bad boy approach or will Giovanni have to force her to be his, find out in Dangerous Hearts!

Life has become a monotonous routine for Aria and Xander. They became rival gangs long ago and have been at a stalemate that doesn't look like it will end. Becoming murderers at a young age causes a lot of trauma and regrets that are beginning to catch up with the both of them. And they begin finding comfort in each other rather than wanting to kill one another. But feelings are always complicated.

living with a male during my college career was the last thing on my list. + lowercase intended highest rank: fanfiction #8

"Give me sex and your time and I'll buy you anything you want, baby." In which a girl takes up an offer, but then realizes that it isn't as easy and simple as she thought it'd be. Highest rank: fanfiction #3 This story is so bad I wrote it in 2014. Be warned.

This is the second book of His series. Please read the first one (His At Night), otherwise this book won't make any sense to you. * It hurts. Not physically. It hurts emotionally. And that's the worst kind of pain a human being can ever feel, because you literally can not do anything about it. There's no cure. There's only the time passing, making the pain more bearable, but an ache stil stays behind. That's how Braden leaves Rory that night he decides it's game over for them and leaves her. She misses him terribly. She needs weeks before she decides she's ready to face the world again. But then, everything comes crashing down on them when they see each other again. And now the real question is, who's going to be the first one to cave in and swallow their pride? Will they find their path back together or is it really that for them - game over? But was it really just a game in the first place?

"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.