The Mafia and His Angel, a love story of a lifetime - a love story between two broken souls yet they found peace in each other. #1 in romance, with 40 Million Views and 1.3 million votes #Aylessio ONLY PREVIEW - 6 chapters! The book has been picked up by a publisher, hence the rest of the book has been taken down. (MATURE CONTENT) Cold, Ruthless, Heartless, Arrogant, Killer, unlovable. These are all the words that Russian Mafia Boss, Alessio Ivanshov goes by. He's respected and feared by all. He can't love or be loved. The Mafia life is all he knows until he finds a beaten up girl, hiding under his bed. What happens when the Mafia Boss finds love? Or is he even capable of love? Can Ayla, the broken girl melt the ice and break through the walls around Alessio's cold heart? Will their love survive? Trigger warning: Some scenes may include rape and cutting/suicide attempts. (This book is recommended to 17+. It contains mature subject and dark themes such as explicit kidnapping, murder and rape. There's also explicit sex scenes. Read at your own risk. This book is unedited so you'll find some grammatical errors) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! This book is owned by me (Lylah James) Please follow and keep the book in your library if you want to know the release dates and where to purchase it. As of now, the book is still in the first stage of publishing. When I have more news, I will let you know.

"The risk shouldn't matter when I need you. And I do need you Luke. The fact that I I need you, that's what should matter." I look up at him meeting his eyes, and he looks conflicted. "What do you want Abbey?" "I want you to kiss me. Kiss me like you mean it. I want you to take me. I don't care where: here, the couch, floor, my bedroom. I don't care. I just need you. You decide the rest." "There's one thing." "What?" "I'm not going to take you, fuck you, or have sex with you. I'm going to make love to you." *** Dr. Abbey Cartwright is trying to make it in a big city as a doctor without revealing her past to everyone. One day she gets an email saying she needs to come home because her cousin and his friend are coming in to her hometown and need a place to stay. Abbey goes back to place that has haunted her for years. Luke Roberts is an architect going on vacation with his best friend. He only knew that the woman he was staying with was his friend's cousin. He had met most of his family, why hadn't he met her? Once these two meet sparks fly but can they both overcome each other's past....

Hi, I am Skyler, and this is my story. You might think it's unconventional or wrong, but if it makes me and those involved happy, why should we stop?

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

MATURE ONE-SHOT: If you were wondering what went on in Ashton West's (of The Escort) pretty little head, wonder no more. Please note that this story contains explicit content and is intended for a mature audience. You don't have to have read The Escort first but think of this as the prequel of that story.

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*