When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

*extreme mature content* Katherine Pierce. She is chubby. She has stretch marks. She is 5 ft 3 in. She has big thighs. She has a cute pudgy belly. She is insecure. She is scared of people. They are ripped. They are covered in tattoos. They are 6 ft 5 in. They have muscled thighs and thick arms. They are huge. They are brothers. They scare people.

Ashleigh Dawson is a preachers daughter. She's always wanted to explore life outside of the just being a pk. Now Ashleigh is 21, living alone, and is finally able to achieve all of her free spirited dreams. (For a mature audience only.)

#102 Highest Ranking In Horror 3/21/2017 #219 Highest Ranking In Short Story 1/29/18 "He knocked very delicately for a man of his stature, hulking as he was at six foot four with wide shoulders and big, hairy knuckles. When I asked how I could help him, he reached into his coat pocket, withdrew an envelope, and held it out to me." ~ What if you received a letter with a stamping from the St. Louis Correctional Facility? Yes, a letter from jail, from Jeffrey Wilkins whom was, in blunt terms, a serial killer who got himself incarcerated for the murder of his wife and two children. Frightening isn't it? Well, that's exactly what happened to Heinz Amsel, who had received a hand-given letter from the murderer right out of the blue, along with the presence of an unknown man. What did this letter say? The man that tagged along most likely had no idea what Heinz was reading, everything read cringe-worthy and bringing fear to the innocent. It will only be a mystery what these letters say when Heinz receives one each day. ⚠ WARNING: This book has some psychopathic thoughts that may bring trauma to some readers, along with some graphic imagery. Copyright © All Rights Reserved

"...You're going to hate how much you love it." He told me. He whispered. And he made me foolishly forget my own name every time he touched me. But he was right. I hated how much I loved it. *** Dark, bruised, broken. Our words. Dark bruised and broken. Our souls. But she was still incandescent. Just like the first time I saw her, those vast and fervent eyes took me by surprise. Because in them... In them I realized a reflection of my own soul. She became my weakness; she became the chink in my armor. My undoing. She asked me, "Why do you put up with me?" I answered nothing. Perhaps I should've said the truth. Perhaps I should've told her that she was the light in my life. She was the fire... And I had been cold my whole life. ***

Kelsey Mays knows everything there is to know when it comes to loving a bad boy. They're uncaring jerks who will leave you brokenhearted and alone without a second thought. So when Julio enters her life, she pretty much has him all figured out. But when they become lab partners in a project she would rather not do, she becomes dependent on him. And he knows it. Whatever it takes, Julio plans on breaking her out of her closed, cold chains and showing her a life worth living. A life that doesn't have plans. Through love, bets, loss, lies, and tears, Kelsey must learn what it means to put your trust and love in one person. Even if that person just so happens to be a bad boy.

Ezra Grant was able to get any girl he wanted with just a charming smile and a light twinkle of sky blue eyes. He could intimidate anyone with his large stature and fearsome aura. However, he wasn't like most hot guys; he only pictures himself with one girl since the day he knew what the word 'love' meant... and the feeling only gets stronger everyday he's with her. Frankie Allen is 'her.' The quiet girl who has a harder time making friends with her indecisive tendencies and being slightly introverted. But if you ever got the chance to get to know her, you'd wish you'd only met her sooner because she's the most trusted, kindest, and beautiful person you could ever meet. That's who Ezra fell in love with, and each day the love he has for only grew stronger, and so did the difficulty of him not voicing it. But high school changes people and life can hit you hard. Hormones invade our system and it's harder to contain our emotions. So when Frankie starts developing feelings for Ezra, it's obviously fate. But is it fate that will keep them together? Or will the weight of the universe around them tear the lovers apart through jealous crazy exes, obsessed kidnappers, and deranged family members?

Freya was a normal girl, she had good friends and a good family. She was ordinary until she went to Demon, a night club in Miami. That's when she met Will, he intrigues her. He's sexy, dark, and mysterious and everything that Freya wants. And that's when she finds out that he's not who she thinks he is. He's an incubus and he's been watching over her since she was a child. All he wants is her.

A story In which a innocent girl meets a ruthless mafia leader. Isabella P.O.V "Babygirl, I won't repeat myself come here and stop teasing" Luciano said whilst his eyes burn holes in my little outfit I had put on for him. I slowly walked to him, swaying my hips a little earning a growl from him. "Look at you babygirl, dressed in a little sexy outfit, prancing around showing off ur gorgeous body just for me" Luciano said whilst pulling me on his lap.

He was coldhearted. Lost. Alone. Hurt. And mostly empty. Isaac Williams didn't care about anything other than his family and business. He would kill, lie and fight for them. But that was into he met HER. Echo Cruz. She was kindhearted. Yet she tries to be coldhearted to protect herself from more heartbreaks. She's also lost. Alone. but mostly broken. All the guys she falls for has abuse her mentally and physically. It ruined her. But that was into she met HIM. Isaac Williams. He saved her from getting killed and bought her to live with him. As they live together it starts off rough, but the more they got to know each other (pasts and presents). The more they grew close. But... Isaac is a well known Mafia CEO, he isn't. meant to get happy endings...or is he? Challenges will be faced. Past events will soon be shown. And love will be in the air. Come read Isaac and Echo crazy journey.