𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. [𝐢𝐡-𝐌𝐎𝐇-𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐡𝐧𝐳] 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧, 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝟏. 𝐀 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬; 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐲, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰, 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. Drowning seemed to be all Jackie Brown was capable of. She drowned in her sorrows, drowned herself in alcohol, and drowned herself in work. It was all she knew how to do-she was used to living in survival mode, barely keeping her head above water... Barely able to save herself from the depths of her own torment. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝟎𝟒/𝟐𝟓/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐓𝐁𝐃 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒:

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss (pt.2)" ❦ Avelina has always cared for those who can't care for themselves. With a baby on the way, and a man who can't stand her, she has to still find a way to put herself first. Adrik cares for Avelina. Avelina cares for Adrik. Caring was never enough for either of them. With unexpected twists, unwanted family reunions, and secrets that keep Avelina and Adrik far apart; it's almost impossible for them to be together. The true test is whether or not their love will be enough to keep them together. ❦ Cover by @eroticcinderella

"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

"The Mob Boss and His Enemy's Daughter" Natalia Gambino was raised to obey. As the daughter of Vito Gambino-the most feared mob boss in the world-every part of her life was his to control. Her clothes. Her hair. Even the man she'd marry. That man was Luca Castellano, her father's most trusted ally and underboss. Every time she looked at him, disgust twisted in her stomach. It was never supposed to be him. He'd only been obsessed with her long before she was old enough to understand it. But obedience had never been a choice-only a rule. Then, at her own wedding reception, a man with blood on his cufflinks and a smile that didn't belong in a church... storms in with guns blazing and a threat that shatters everything she thought she knew. Is this finally her chance to escape the man who's owned her life? ...Or is she just trading one master for another? ---- "Look at you..." he murmured, his breath warm against my neck. My body betrayed me, trembling as his hand traced lower, slow and deliberate. "...never forget who you belong to, Natalia." I swallowed, my voice barely a whisper. "I won't." His grip tightened, his voice dropping into something darker. I hated the way my body reacted to him-like it didn't remember fear. He leaned back, unfazed, a slow smirk pulling at his mouth. "Then prove it." ---- - book 2 of "The Prodigy" series (can be read as a standalone)

a collection of poems from a teenager/young-adult with chronic depression and anxiety.

Previously known as "His Brother's Bride" "The bride who ran from her husband and into the arms of his brother." - coming to wattpad next month!! SAVE TO YOUR LIBRARY SO YOU DONT MISS IT! -

"The Mob Boss and His Sister's Best Friend" Riley Owens, the innocent, and beautiful girl who had always been smart and caring. She has always had a great life especially when she had met her bestfriend from elementary school, Amara Christiano. Amara was always there for her and told her everything, except one secret she vowed to always keep-her brother. Stephano Christiano, the man Amara has been running away from, has returned for revenge. In hopes for killing the girl he despises most, he is struck by the waitress beauty-Riley, causing all his plans to suddenly turn. • "Don't lie to me, Baby. I know things- things that will f*ck up that little, innocent mind you have," He calmly spoke, although it only masked the anger he truly felt. "I-I'm not, I promise!" She pleaded out, hoping he caught the desperation in her voice. His hand reached up and wiped a tear from her eye she didn't know had fell. "Strip." Cliché? I think not. - ➳ AVAILABLE ON DREAME ➳ Sexual Content ➳ Graphic Violence ➳ Bad use of language #3 in romance ❧ 8/13/17 This book is in English, sorry if it confused anyone.

"My twin bosses want me... I am their toy" Ciara Nevera was a lonely woman. She didn't go on dates, or occasionally update her social media. Burying herself in work at Armani Industries, she rarely had a social life. After receiving countless job offers when they got wind about her outstanding performance, it became obvious that she was being paid far less than she deserved. When Ciara marched into her boss's office and demanded a promotion, she didn't expect her demands to be met with her ending up on her knees and a c*ck at her lips. She especially didn't expect it not to be her boss at all... but his twin brother. How did she find out? Well, her actual boss slammed open the office door-so angry smoke was coming out his ears. And that was only the beginning... Why have one when you can have both? -- "Ask..." He kissed my jawline. "...another..." Just underneath my ear. "...question." My earlobe. "What was the last dream you had?" I asked him, smiling with my eyes still shut. "It was of you," he said, his voice so close to my ear. A shiver went down my spine. "Don't lie to me." "You were laying in bed, similar to how you are now. Your hands were cuffed and you were blindfolded. And I told you to guess who was fucking you... ...Me or my brother."

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."