(Due to a recent tragedy, my next story may take some time to be published. As an apology I am re-publishing this story here but I will not hesitate to remove it if the same issue presents itself. Please be respectful and kind and no more rushing for the second book. Thank you) Zoe is a girl who'd never run into a problem in her entire life. Her close friends and family joke that she's been born lucky and so far they haven't been wrong. After using that luck to receive a very well paid job working for a devilishly handsome Italian boss, Marco de Luca, she notices some things out of the ordinary that most bosses wouldn't allow at the workplace. While she works for him, he notices something as well...that the rumor about her luck might not be too far fetched. Follow the two in this story as Zoe tries to figure out what secrets her boss has been hiding and he tries to figure out what secrets she can help him uncover. (Warning: story contains mature language, smut scenes, and violence)

Julius Santo was a name that had every human's skin crawling. Most people know of him due to the lethal Mafia he leads, his silver eyes that have watched countless souls fade away, or the sinister scar that crosses his brow. But for Hazel Alexis, Julius Santo was a man of kindness. Someone who was willing to listen to her vent, converse with her, or simply be in her company. Julius was a saviour to Hazel. A hero who guarded, supported, and kept her safe. Hazel Alexis is an innocent, quite oblivious, nineteen-year-old woman. She works as a nurse in a small health clinic, aiming to earn enough money to leave her toxic household, and also spends her weekdays studying at her local college. As her new friendship with Julius evolves, she can't help but fight the overwhelming feelings that develop between them. Obtaining a crush on your best friend could never end well, could it? Every day, the simple things he does drive her deeper into the obsessional crush she has with him. But the hidden truth that remains between the two was the undeniable reality of how their end could possibly be. The mixture of his secret, her obliviousness, and the ultimate reality of it all was bound to cause chaos. What happens when Hazel discovers Julius Santo's true identity? ••• Best Ranks #4 Friendstolovers - March 2022 #1 GrumpyxSunshine - May 2022 #8 Chicklit - May 2022

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦ Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the dangerous lifestyle he lived. Not only that, but she didn't expect for him to be so incredibly good-looking. Adrik Zolotov, the Russian mobster that everyone called "Mad Hatter". His insanity and crave for blood left him the most feared man of all. All he wanted was power and those around him to fear him. For a man recently diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, everyone believed him to be emotionally incapable of ever loving anyone. . . Imagine their surprise when he meets Avelina. ❦ "Mr. Zolotov, I have to make sure you bathe before I leave. It's apart of my jobs protocol," she said softly. The truth was that he made her feel nervous. There was so much coldness and evil in his eyes, it left a chill to run down her spine. "Fine," he stated before walking over to his bathtub. Her eyes followed his movements as he pulled off his shirt causing her to lick her lips and quickly look away. She could hear the sound of more clothes falling onto the ground until the sound of water running littered her eardrums. "You assist when asked, isn't that right?" He asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten into the shower. "Yes," Avelina answered. "Bathe me." ❦ Dangerously far from cliché

🎬 NOW A VERTICAL MINI-SERIES ON CANDYJARTV! "On your knees, Miss Renée." "Yes, sir." [EXCLUSIVE TO GALATEA] For two years, Anya Renée has been in a relationship with Blake Rossi until one afternoon, he isn't hers anymore. Shattered by his betrayal, Anya's sole comfort becomes her sinfully hot tattooed professor who explains Shakespeare in class enigmatically and whispers filthy things in her ears when they are alone. He becomes her passion. Her addiction. She becomes his obsession. But fate has other plans and getting it on with your ex-boyfriend's Dad never ends well. [PREVIEW ONLY]

Pierce Lockland's reputation as a playboy and all around ladies man is hard earned. With a massive muscular build and a panty-dropping smile, Pierce looks more like a male model than a former Marine sniper, but that doesn't make him any less lethal. As a member of Bravo Team at Knight Security, Pierce is a trained killing machine, but making enemies for a living doesn't go without consequence. His arrogance is justified by his kill count and he fears no enemy, but the demons of his past may have found his only weakness and her name is Natalie Hart. (This is the second book in the Knight Security Series, but can also be read as a stand alone)

College Senior, Gracie Taylor was living in a hell of her own making, stuck in a toxic relationship with no end in sight and losing hope with every passing day that her life could be anything different. On the brink of giving up and accepting her misery as an ever-present part of her life, Gracie discovers that happiness isn't out of her reach and that knights don't always wear shining armor...sometimes they wear boxing gloves.

He looked so innocent reading his book, almost peaceful. I stopped in the frame, admiring his face. His brows were pulled together in a concentrated manner. His jaw was defined, leading up to his musculine body. I couldn't take my eyes from him until I heard a low chuckle. "Won't you come in?", he asked me, his blue eyes lingering on me with an indescribable look. "Eh yeah of course, sorry, I did not want to interrupt you reading.." "You would never interrupt me", he responded without any doubt in his voice. Unable to say anything else I walked towards him, my knees weak, as well as my self control. I took the seat across from him and smiled shyly at him. "So, where do we start Professor?" --------------------------- Liz had believed that this would just be her last semester in college. Nothing extraordinary. But when she met her new handsome professor, she quickly had to realise that staying on the normal path could become more difficult than she had thought. -------------------------- #1 in professor!!

Catholicism is the only thing Delilah knows, in and out. She is devout to her Lord and Saviour, and she plans on staying it until she eventually kicks the bucket. Father Roman Hernández has been a priest for as long as he can remember, and although it's not the profession he wanted from the get-go, he has to succumb, and deal with it. Is their faith strong enough to withhold their connection? And can angelic Delilah Mansoar choose the path of righteousness, or will she walk down the road of pleasure, danger and dependence? this book is 18+. If you're not that, then act like it when you read this.

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work