They say "curiosity killed the cat". I say "naivety killed the flower".

....where only one thing is required: your silence

In the process of updating :) Out•cast /out kast/ 1. A person who has been rejected by society or a social group. ****** "You're a psycho," Is all I manage to get out. A crazy look appears in his eyes, "Oh, my love..." He chuckles walking towards me. I take a step back falling onto the bed. I immediately scoot as far as I could just before falling off. "You don't know the half of it." He reaches the bed, dragging me closer to him by my right ankle. He hovers over me with his arms around my head. Michael leans in closer, "I will earn your love, even if I have to kill for it." * * * * * Eighteen year old Michael Pierce, whose friends call him Mike, is a stereotypical popular boy. A senior in high school and the captain of the varsity football, he gets plenty of attention from girls. Everyone has their eyes on him, but he has his eyes on her. A seventeen year old, unknowing of and not caring about what life may bring as a senior. She's a rebel at heart, her name is Kaitlyn Nixon, or simply Kaitlyn. No one really cares for an outcast, except one, her stalker. ^ Highest Rankings; #1 in Stalked category, #3 in Stalker category, #25 in Outcast category, and #7 in Senior category // KikADot \\

{EDITING IN PROGRESS} She left me when I was locked away, taking my heart and something else I didn't know about along with her.....I am out now and I plan to have her again. Whether she likes it or not... Story Cover done by: ojclarke **ATTENTION! A brief but serious disclaimer*** This is a MATURE story. Meaning that it is meant for the audience of 18+. This Story's content is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. If you still decide to read this story then you do so at your own risk. I will not be giving warnings before every chapter that has sexual content in it. So please be forewarned now. This story also utilizes strong language and violence, so if you are of under age or sensitive to such things then continuing to read is strongly not advised by author. His Baby. Copyright © December 2015. All rights are reserved. No part of this story can be used or reproduced in any sort of way without my permission (characters, story plot, idea, etc) on this site as well as any other resources! Author has also taken precautions in registering this work through the Unites States legal copyrighting services. So the author can and WILL legally pursue actions if found that any part of this story is duplicated in any sort of way!

Rose Labarrera is a curvy 24 year old woman who demands nothing but respect, and works hard for it. At a young age she knew she had to work for what she wanted in life and in return she has her own successful business, but what happens when Theo Mussolini comes and turns her work upside down. Theo Mussolini, 27 year old ruthless mob boss. He gets what he wants, when he wants.... Except Rose. Rose won't go down without a fight, but Theo always gets what he wants.

You don't know it...but I watch you. I know your every move. I know your whole schedule, what you do before you do it, your fears, hopes, and dreams. I want you. Not in my usual way...no, I want you beyond that. Can you see me? Do you notice me across the room devouring your entire existence with my eyes? You are quiet, innocent, small...so small, and I am sure you taste just as delicious as you appear to...

After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Brimmy Somell decides to take a little...vacation. Little does she know, it turns out to be much more permanent than she had originally thought. After meeting tall, sexy, and mysterious Marcello Pietro, Brimmy finds herself having to make a life-changing decision and putting herself in a dangerous position she'd never imagined to be in. °•°●°•°●°•°●°•° "I love you." He says with no hesitation. It takes a moment for my hazy mind to catch up. I'm still in a daze, mesmerized by his perfections, and the deep dimple set in his cheek. I blink, "What?" "Don't make me say it again." He says, sounding frustrated, but I catch the hint of embarassment in his voice as he runs his hand through his hair and takes a step back. I grab a hold of the neckline to his shirt and yank him back within close proximity of me. "What if I want you to say it again?" I ask, studying his eyes. "Isn't it enough that I said it once?" He scowls, trying to pull back, but I restrain him from doing so. "Nope. Just say it one more time and I'll be satisfied." I state bravely, feeling a boost of confidence I didn't have earlier. He glances down, then looks back up into my eyes, allowing me to spot the vulnerability and uncertainty he feels. "I love you." He says, putting more strength in his voice than he looks to have. I grin, pulling him in for a kiss, but right before I do, I say the one phrase that will seal my fate, "I love you too, big, bad mafia boss." ••••• The story may be rough but the comment section makes up for it. ••••• Word count: 51,173 ••••• Written and published 2018-2019

some parts of this story may be private so follow first! Interracial story (bwwm) Jordynn & Noah

The Italian Mafia - Book 1 Started: May 31, 2016 Completed: January 5, 2017 Chapters: 37 Available Online: TBD Chloe is a three year old, adorable little girl that is abandoned when her mother dies. Not actually knowing that her mother is dead she wonders outside and away from home. She is later found at Alphonso Emiliano's Mafia trade houses. Alphonso's fatherly instincts quickly set in when she is frightened by one of his guards and he takes her in. Frightened and young she instantly takes a loving to Alphonso and quickly accepts him as her new family. The question is. Can he protect her from everyone? But also, why would he be so protective?