Leonardo Li Fonti (26), the heir to the Li Fonti family, lost his mother when he was 12 years old. Losing his mother at such a young age, he was left all alone, upset and cold. His mother was the reason behind his smile every day. It was not that he didn't have a father; of course he did, but that was just for the name sake. Now, Leonardo, unlike his father was not someone who loved killing or troubling people just for the sake of some flashy green notes. He was like a fish out of pond in this cruel life. And this was what irked Elmo to no end. For sure the word 'mafia' brings in a lot of money at your feet but that's just one side of the coin. The second side is obviously the negatives, threats and the after effects of this life. So the question is will Leonardo choose 'this' life where there is only darkness and no conscience; a life that gains power just by spilling other's blood for no reason?! Will he leave everything back and start a new life or will he accept the life that he was never fond of; a life that he hated more than anything? Isabella Bianchi (20); a synonym of sassy, cute, smart and hot temper; is a florist and owns a small stall in one of the busiest streets of the city. She lost her family in a tragic accident when she was 2 years old. Her grandmother took her back with her and raised her with great love and care. Ever since she was a little girl, she was growing a lot of flowers with her grandmother in their home garden. Life was going easy until her grandmother passed away when Bella was 18. Like they say, all good things do come to an end. Now like every other girl, even she was waiting for that special someone who would bright up her life and complete her. * * * Please do not copy this work. This book has been copyrighted as per the norms of Wattpad. Copying this work and posting elsewhere by any form and in any form will be a punishable offence

"My god, she's going to kill me." He mutters throwing his head back into his seat as he covers his face with his hands releasing a groan. "You? What about me? I'm her best friend!" "Yeah well I'm her boyfriend who isn't supposed to get her best friend pregnant!" He yells, causing their conversation to cut short.

Sitting down on the soft king size mattress I ran my fingers threw my hair in frustration and undo the first two of my buttons while removing my tie when a very angry Dana stood in front of me. Her hands on her hips, "What the hell Michael." I raised my head to look up at her. "How could you? At my wedding. You humiliated me." Standing up I pulled her closer to me, "I'm sorry." Is all I could muster. "You're sorry! You called another woman's name at our wedding, and not just any woman my sister and all you could say is your sorry." What else is there to say. "Tell me Michael did you sleep with her." Her question baffled me. How was I to answer. My face probably had guilt written all over. "Michael, you did!" I didn't answer and she took that as a yes. "At least deny it please." Her sobs only made me feel regret. "Hit me, punch me, slap me I don't care. I deserve it." Dana took that opportunity to throw slap after slap when she suddenly flinch. "Is that..." Slowly she pulled back my collar, "Take it off." "What?" "Your clothes off now." In a haste Dana removed my clothes only to find evidence planted on my chest and neck. Scratches and bite marks. "You, had sex during our wedding." I could hear the shocking gasps in her voice. "Tell me Michael, when, was it before or during." I couldn't lie to her I didn't want to lie to her, "Before and during." I answered truthfully. "Michael Black, how could you. How long." "How long what?" "How long have you been sleeping with my sister." **************Warning for mature audience only*******************

He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

When bubbly Emerson Kachi Smith starts working for the handsome Lucas Hendrix, she quickly discovers there's something hot and untamed behind his cold exterior... ***** When bubbly Emerson Kachi Smith is offered a job as the personal assistant to the cold and handsome Lucas Hendrix, she's left wondering why. After all, she has no credentials to speak of, and working for a paranoid billionaire CEO who's impossible to please is far from easy. But a few weeks into her job, she begins to realize that she can't judge a book by its cover. Left alone to discover the mystery behind Lucas's cold exterior and to tame her uncontrollable desire to comfort him, she learns they have a lot more in common than she ever thought possible. Could their two lonely hearts share the same dream for happiness? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque Former title 'Coffee And Papers'

Rui Leonetti could not believe that Vera could waltz back into his life and act like she could not remember the turmoil she had created five years ago. He knew she had no morals but to pretend that they were strangers was really pushing him to the edge. She had to be taught a lesson, one which would make her wish she had disappeared completely from his life five years ago! Vera Smith did not know why Rui Leonetti hated her. She had never met him before and would surely remember if she had ever encountered this handsome billionaire. Unfortunately she was forced to work with him. The daggers he threw at her were hurtful. She had to get to the bottom of his hatred for her and she hoped it had nothing to do with that.....forgotten moment! Beautiful cover by @Jennineslays!

TLS #1 Ethan Vecton Handsome , smart as hell , manly body and a playboy. He only look at beautiful and hot girls. He hates and always get cold to nerdy , stupid and ugly girl. Kimberly Medilton She's one of the Vallon's kids but she lives in Seattle with her grandparents. Her grandparents always teach her how to live ordinary before she will go to London for university. She's plain , not smart and dress up like she has no money. Her only beauty is her heart to be exact. "Never because I will cherish this moment for myself only" Kimberly said as she helped Ethan

"Cinderella had till midnight, I have twelve kisses to win back my prince's heart," John wants Metilda to end their marriage.He believes that he has fallen in love with another woman. Metilda agrees but she has one condition. John must kiss her every afternoon in-front of their son for twelve days. On the 12th kiss, something unexpected happens. highest rating so far #1

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #1 - painting, #1 - heartbreaker, #1 - one-sidedlove, #1 - unrequitedlove, #1 - engagement *********************** Still not satisfied with our physical contact, he leaned his face down to meet mine as his fingers gripped my chin. "Fiancée?" he asked, whispering the word. I nodded as the tension I felt from our body contact got even more intense. I stared at his handsome face. "You claim yourself my fiancée?" I nodded again. Of course, I was his fiancée and I'd claim that title no matter what. "Let's see if you really are," he whispered slowly in between his breathing. His tone broadcasted danger and it made me shudder. "A fiancée can kiss her man. Now, let's see if you can---" And with that, in just a heartbeat, he pressed his lips against mine. *********************** He is my one great love. I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my life's absolute dream. But he hates me. He has hated me since the day he first saw me and he makes it sure that breaking my heart and pushing me away will be his greatest achievement. In spite of all the drama, the pain and the heartbreak he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him --- this cold, aloof, and heartless man. Yes, he is my one great love. But he is my one great challenge as well. Will I be able to create a heart in my heartless heartbreaker? (Cover made by @itsmyaah) Copyright © HervinaMollejon™ 2015-2016 All rights reserved.