"Don't you dare think you're anything but mine." + Abigail Grader lived a sheltered life, protected from the cruel world that surrounded her. Pure and soft-spoken, she enjoyed the simplicity of life. That was until a business deal fell through due to her uncle's arrogant and foolish behaviour. In an attempt to fix his actions, a contracted marriage was drawn up, binding Abigail in a loveless arrangement. He was dangerous, respected and cold. Notorious for his ruthless business strategies and negotiations, Damien Russo had authority and power within the palm of his hand. He lacked the capacity to love, but she had an abundance of it. As secrets unfold and walls are torn down, feelings are twisted with love, lust and betrayal. He would go to the depths of hell for her; she was, after all, the devil's favourite. + "D-Damien," she whimpered, "Not here." "You're just so damn intoxicating," He murmured into her neck, nipping at her skin as his hands rubbed her inner thigh, "You've got me fucking addicted." ----- Just a little disclaimer: This book is for mature audiences. Contains violence, mature scenes, and abuse. If you find any of these topics uncomfortable then please do not read. Hope you enjoy!!

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨 is a man Italy has learned to fear. Ruthless, merciless, and seated at the head of a blood-soaked empire, he has never been known for forgiveness. His unfaithful wife learned that before her death. Now, the only person Dante cares for is his five-year-old son, Matteo. When Matteo needs a nanny, Dante makes his expectations painfully clear. He wants someone he will never look at twice. An old woman. A nun. Anyone incapable of becoming another temporary desire. Then Sister 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 steps into his mansion. At twenty-one, Delilah has known nothing beyond the walls of the church. Gentle, painfully innocent, and carrying wounds she has been taught to call punishment, she arrives in Italy believing she has been sent to care for a lonely little boy. She knows nothing of the criminal empire surrounding her. Nothing of the blood on Dante Russo's hands. And nothing of the way he looks at her. She was supposed to be invisible to him. Instead, the quiet little nun becomes the only temptation the devil cannot ignore. And Dante Russo has never been a man who denies himself what he wants.

Katrina never knew what it was like to live... Working two jobs and moving away from her dysfunctional family and into a town like Minerva her life is finally coming together... Until she meets Devlin... The Handsome European Devil is ready for life after prison. But taking over his fathers company was never his intentions... Nor was the responsibilities of dealing with his family's history and old friends. Reviving his playboy image, and taking advantage of his fathers lifestyle, Devlin is starting to love his hometown again. Until he notices Katrina... And his world has become very difficult. Could this be the beginning of something beautiful? Could Katrina find herself into trouble she never knew existed? And could Devlin really be the devil that everyone remembered. Everything seems to be going haywire in this small town of secrets. And Devlin and Katrina's love story might have you on edge. BW|WM Interracial love story

A'leena Ryanne Davis is a 24 year old beautiful African American woman with a BA in Business and a minor in Law, A'leena had her life planned out until her ex fiance Daquan cheats on her with her own best friend. A'leena was heart broken and wasnt sure who to trust anymore.But when a single night out with the town's billionaire Ethan Leonardo Grey, an unexpected turn of events rushes into A'leena's life. Will A'leena accept a new life with Ethan or will she turn down her only chance of experiencing true love? (BW/WM relationship) Characters: A'leena Ryanne Davis - Toya Wright Ethan Leonardo Grey- Ian Somerhalder Joanna Regina Davis- Megan Good

Southern raised new CEO Edward Greene never expected to be put at the top of the business he longed for. When he was told that he needed more African-American workers in the office, Edward abides by hiring a few new workers of Color. Despite his hidden racist mindset, of these workers, he hires Cherry, a business woman by day and "another type of woman" by night. Cherry isn't used to the office life, but figures with her fraud degree, it could get her and her daughter by. One slip up can change her life forever - even send her to jail. Sparks fly, worlds are crossed, and lies are exposed. What happens when a closed minded White man digs deeper in the life of a sistah of Color?

Copyrights © 2015 by itslovely23 All rights reserved [Revised] Dimitri shouted. "No! I won't marry her, father." He didn't desire to marry the girl, why couldn't he respect his wishes and end the suggestions. "Of course. You will." His father shrugged, dismissing his truths. Antonio Vlaxos was as heartless as it gets. It's either his way or no way. "You are son my son and what I said goes." Dimitri looked at his father with disgust and walked away from it all. His bride, the king, family, and everything else that did not satisfied him.

Elle goes to stay with her sister Kate to get away from her cheating ex but once there it seem she's caught the eye of a beautiful but dangerous looking man .

"Bella, what are you thinking about?" "Why did you do this to me? I'm supposed to resent you, but one minute you're a monster and the next you're taking me cloud nine." "You were meant to be mine, you know why?" "Why?" I asked softly. "Because no one will ever love you more than I will. We can only be separated by death. Do not think I won't know if you cheat on me; you fucking belong to me no matter what. Do you understand?" What started off as soft reassures turned to berated yelling. I nodded quickly, too afraid to do anything else. This side of him scared me. He grabbed my chin to force me to look at him, "say you belong to me and no fucking body else!" I closed my eyes tight, wishing he'd stop yelling. Val tightened his grip on my face. "Say it, Jay, or I will hurt you." "I'm yours and no one else's." I whispered in a low voice, a sob almost breaking my words. Val's eyes softened and he kissed me on my forehead then hugged me tight. Jaycen/Jay was a normal 18 year old girl. She had a mom, sisters, and best friends. Just like any other girl she had dreams of getting out of her small Mississippi town and live her life. Until a fateful day at school those dreams seemed achievable. Haha, not. Valentino was ruthless, sadistic, and intelligent, with looks that incited sin. Not to forget a mob boss. But that didn't concern Jaycen Ashmore until she found out her mom sold her to Valentino when she was 14. Now 4 years later the mob boss came to collect. Jay couldn't stop him, and now she only has one question, can she love her monster or will she hate him forever? Thank you @Leaving_forever for the cover!

Courtney Taylor's love life has been in shambles ever since she broke up with her college sweetheart and had a baby by a no good low life. 4 years later, she landed her dream job and guess who else is there? Will Courtney finally get her fairy tale?

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."