"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.

It is 1086, England. A time where a man couldn't walk the night without his own death on his mind. Where not even the wealthiest, nor the most impressionable ever stood a chance. No longer does it matter if you are a peasant or a Baron... You are all scared of Him. What are we all in this world? Nothing more than a pawn on the chessboard that is England. Who is Him, you ask? And I reply in a hushed whisper, afraid of being heard. He is the rebel King. He who killed our King. He who was orphaned. He wants revenge now. Stand back, do not enter this dastardly world for you are sure to burn... ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~ Mature content of sexual and violent nature in future

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

Miguel has a natural air of maturity. His body is a canvas for his latest tattoo, covered with long sleeves and a suit coat by day as he runs an esteemed line of cruise ships out of Port Canaveral. He won't hesitate to bash a metal bar into the side of a person's head if they cross him or anyone he cares about. He also has a dark past that he would rather forget. Miguel does not intend to fall for any woman. Love is a weakness he does not need. Then he meets Kiara - his employee. She is an intelligent, petite woman with long brown hair. She is dedicated to furthering her education all while working two jobs and sending money back home. Kiara has also been betrayed by the man she was going to marry, hurt in the worst way possible. She tries to cut ties with Julian, but it's more difficult than she imagines when he is the son of her father's best friend. Julian follows her from her home town of Miami to Orlando where she attends school. He tries to attack her but she manages to escape. She escapes right into the travel agency where she works and passes out, only to wake up in one of the guest bedrooms in Miguel's home.