"Y-You are-" "The man who will be between your legs tonight." *** Fraser Wright, also known as Reaper from the Southside Serpents has a long list of fuck buddies all over the town. Having sex for one night and then throwing them in the morning is what he's best at. Relationships? Hell, he would rather poke his own eyeballs out. So, it's really confusing him to no end when for the first time he's more interested in knowing the mysterious stranger than having sex with her. And, it's even more frustrating when the woman in his dreams is most likely planning on murdering his ass in a fight to the death. Olivia Becker, former FBI agent, is in a mission to find a prisoner who escaped from prison a week ago. He's a dangerous criminal planning to destroy the Southsides. To stop him there's only one way. Join the Serpents and take back the prisoner in prison with their help. But to be accepted in the club there had to be a fight to the death and it's becoming to be too easy of a job when her opponent turns out to be a man who's more interested in getting into her pants than throwing his fist. Now the question is- Is Reaper really worthy of her time when all she has this one last job? WARNING: MATURE CONTENTS, 18+ COVER BY @southernTXkindagirl

"Or I could just slice you pretty little neck right away and end this chapter here" he whispered dangerously in her ear. "You could, but then you would have to take care of two dead bodies instead of one, buy two coffins, two headstones, arrange for two places in the graveyard, organise two funerals etc... etc... it's kind of expensive you know especially considering the global financial crisis going on" she desperately tried to reason him, waiting for the right time to spray him and get the hell out of here. He chuckled at her attempts to reason him. "Or I could just throw your body over the nearest bridge and save me all the trouble of the funerals as you so rightly stated " he whispered coldly making her shudder. *** Tormenting Mr.Gansgter is about A gangster with a purpose... A lady who didn't ask for anything... Some curses... A little bit of shyness... And a great deal of sarcasm ! Collab ff with the wonderful Seerat for those who know her ;)

"Hindi mo naman kasi kailangan pang mahalin ako tulad nang dati.. Basta manatili ka lang na buhay.. Wag ka lang mawala sa paningin ko.. Maramdaman ko lang ang presensya mo.. Ayos na ako.. Wag kang bibitaw ha? Mamahalin pa kita.."

Prologue: How to be a gangster? - Never care - Never have mercy - Fight or die - Kill or be killed - Fight fairly - Never surrender - Be the strongest - Win GANG RULES - First, never start a war, let them start and all you have to do is finish that. - Second, if you think that you are strong enough think again, there are so many peoples who are always much stronger than you. - Third, think before going on a battle. - Fourth, since we are in a group, always learn that we are one for all, all for one. - Fifth, never do such shits that will put the whole gang in trouble. - Lastly, fight until you can't fight anymore. - Just a gangster, Naya.

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"I was taken into a room that one would use to entertain guests in. It was a massive dining hall draped in red curtains and dazzling black marble floors. It was beautiful. I only hoped it wouldn't be the place where my life was taken yet again by the man whom I loved oh so dearly. Just as that thought came to mind, I saw him. He was sitting on a throne in the front of the hall. He wore a black button down, silky shirt with pants just as dark. His hair had gotten longer, his lips fuller. His eyes, however, were not foreign. I had looked into those eyes so many times I had all the little blue specs memorized. He was beautiful but cold. Power radiated from him so deeply that it sent a shiver across my spine. I wanted to know the man infront of me; I wanted to love him. But I was no fool, he was different. Darker. Stronger. Colder. Elijah stood up and made his way towards me. If I had the ability to breathe, I would have held my breath. He was so gorgeous but yet so cruel. Surely made by the devil himself. He stood only a few inches away from me, looking down at my face. I watched his eyes as they scanned all my features. Only when they made their way back up to my eyes did he speak. "Undress yourself", he demanded."