Formally German Mafia King. GOING THROUGH MAJOR EDITING. I have unpublished all chapters until i edit and add/delete things I no longer like. It will be way better! Please reread also as it will be a tad different! I also will NOT have any German in this book. He will remain of German origin, but Google translate isn't reliable unfortunately. He is ruthless He is powerful He is the mafia He is Torr. She is kind She is hard working She is forgiving She is Myranda Fast paced, and abrasive, Torr brought Myranda into the world of his chaos. He knew he couldn't let her leave. Regardless the reason he gave. She drew him to her. Her eyes, her smell, those lips he wanted to kiss. And he knew his power meant danger. He knew he meant danger. Only in his world, nobody double crossed him, and certainly not his women. So pray-tell why another would try anything against her without a death wish? Unfortunately though, this isn't just Torrs world. And being ruthlessly known as the face of death didn't necessarily institute her safety, but by god if she was touched, he would kill. It's in the letters, curved through the sentences, traced in the chapters, written in his code of blood.

If you can see them, then you're already dead. If you can hear them, then you're not far from it. If you can smell them, like the forest they live in, then avoid danger at all conceivable costs. Because they're the monsters in the shadows of Harvey Hill's forests, and their king needs his queen.

Cassandra knew her life was over the moment her parents told her she was to marry the Duke of Thornton. She had heard horrible stories about him that made ice cold fear run down her spine. He's a gorgeous man, but rude and insulting at every turn. Cassandra tries to make the best of her marriage but it's quite hard to do when you are married to a beast of a man.

"You stole something from me." His voice was low, a rumble coming from his chest, his eyes intensely staring into hers. She stared helplessly back at him, losing herself in the depth of his green orbs. Her body trembled with fear and anticipation as his lips grazed over her cheek. He took a step closer, caging her in against the door she had tried to escape through moments ago, her back pressed against it. Her body felt weak, her legs almost giving in. She would have fallen to the ground if it weren't for his strong arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her into his broad, hard chest. She shivered, she could feel every toned muscle on his stomach through his shirt, the heat of his body transferring onto her cold one. "and now I want something in return." He whispered as his soft lips pressed down onto hers, leaving her body set ablaze. He had decided her faith the moment he laid eyes on her but she had been too innocent to realize that.

Nicky is a waitress. When she starts working in a cafe, she meets a mysterious fascinating blind man. She is immediately drown to him and makes it her goal to learn everything about him. What will happen when she finds out his story....

[edited version of Doctor for the Mafia] Ila Archer was a doctor working at one of the best hospitals in New York. She loses her license and ability to practice due to, as punishment, taking full responsibility for the 'walking patient' incident. After a full month, Ila runs into the 'walking patient'. Knowing her situation caused by his actions, he offers a once in a lifetime opportunity. ----- "Look, you're a doctor-" He started. "Was." I corrected. "I was a doctor." "You can still be," he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. "Look, you can work for us, and I'll pay triple the amount you were earning at that lousy hospital." "Us?' I asked. Who was he? How exactly does he plan on paying me triple? He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inwards. My face inches away from his chest. With his free hand, he was gently tucking my hair behind my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered two words that sent shivers down my back. "The Mafia."

"What about that one?" The Alpha gestured towards Gia. "She's mute. Not much of a fighter either. She is weak, Alpha Gideon." The beta answered, critically. "I want her. Alpha Gideon Andrew is looking for a mate. Not to find love. Not to find power. Just to get back at his older brother and prove him dead-wrong. Then he comes across Gia. ❥

A male who have lived for centuries, a female who survived for twenty years. *** When Annabelle Fallon ran away from her abusive 'mate', following only her instincts for directions, she got lost and ended up in the most feared territory of the supernatural world. What would she do when the infamous Pack Leader Renato Athanasios claims that she is his mate? Having lived alone for centuries, Renato had given up in the hopes of ever finding his mate. But when he found out that he is blessed with a vulnerable, weak and fragile mate, what would he do? With a horrible past catching up to them, Annabelle has to learn to trust again and Renato have to mend the broken pieces of her heart and soul - or doom themselves. ***** Do not read if you're not a fan of cliches. But its not THAT cliche though, I promise, kind of *cheeky grin* VERY SLOW UPDATES

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The first time Thorn saw her she was clad in nothing but the moonlit mist and the midnight cloud of her lustrous hair. From that moment Thorn the Relentless knew she had been bewitched by the maiden bathing in the forest pool. How else to explain the torrid dreams that haunted her nights, the fierce longing that kept her hard-muscled warrior's body in a constant state of arousal? Thorn knew of only one way to combat the witches powerful spell--to capture her in a Viking raid and make the maiden her own. Even then she found herself still more enchanted by her lovely thrall. Could Fiona be speaking the truth when she claimed it was not sorcery that bound them, but the powerful yearning of her....VIKING HEART?!