She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

A musically talented teen with her sights set on the spotlight must find a way to get her life back when she falls in with the mob. ***** In a city where con artists make the rules and aspiring females wear sequins and dance with a pole, Melody Holiday refuses to ride on the coattails of her semi-famous grandfather. She wants the freedom to choose her own path to showbiz greatness. When a chance meeting with a handsome stranger provides Mel with an opportunity, she thinks she's landed the big one. But her grandpa isn't thrilled with the direction Mel's career is going, and it's not until she stumbles across something she probably shouldn't have that this becomes clear. Perhaps meeting the stranger with the Rocky Balboa eyes wasn't by chance. Maybe Mel is rubbing elbows with the kind of people who could take away her freedom for good. This story is loosely based on the author's feral youth. So, if you like your fiction shaken not stirred with a sprinkle of badboy on the rim, NEON GIRL delivers the goods; giving readers a dose of drama, a dash of romance, and a heaping helping of Las Vegas schmaltz. Oh, and there's a killer playlist, too. WATTYS WINNER! LEGAL DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction and owned by the author. If you attempt to plagiarize, the author knows people backstage who can 'take care of things'. IN OTHER WORDS: If you find this story on any online platform other than WATTPAD, the author did not allow this. You may also be exposing yourself to malware. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, do it here on WATTPAD.

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

The cold barrel presses sharply into my temple. "Go on," I goad. "Isn't this what you do to the people who piss you off?" His gaze hardens. His hand on my hip flexes involuntarily. His other hand flicks the safety back on, his eyes never leaving mine. "I shoot bad guys." "What do you do to bad girls?" He gaze flicks to my mouth. He drags the gun down my face, over my cheek, until it rests against my lips. "Suck." **** It was supposed to be just a careless one night stand. But after witnessing that one night stand commit murder, things get a little more complicated.

'Avatii Miller'. A 22 year old detective and lawyer, she loves her job and so do the people in her family, because she clean their dirty work happily. 'Angelo Hernandez'. The opposite of his name, he is a 29 year old devil that people fear. They show him respect. They bow for him. They treat him like God because if they don't they'll die. What happens when one day Avatii's father command his daughter to clean Angelo's dirty work since he is starting to fall. Will he agree to let a woman lead his work? A woman that is dangerous for him and his mafia. The one and only woman he'll fall for. _ This Book continue .strong language .smut .controlling thoughts -drugs/ weapons -illegal work Read on your own risk! -any comments that effects the book will be removed immediately. - #brokenpromise 2 place 22/12/2021 #mine 1 place 01/05/2022 #desire 1 place 10/05/2022 #betray 1 place 14/07/2022 #cops 3 place 17/07/2022 #mafia 2 place 01/01/2023 #badass 1 place 01/01/2023 #mature 3 place 01/01/2023 #believe 3 place 02/01/2023 #believe 1 place 03/01/2023 #mine 1 place 05/01/2023 #believe 1 place 12/01/2023

× Book One Of The Red Mafia Series × "I don't understand how you could do that to me. I trusted you." I whimpered. "That's your fault." "I hate you." "I don't care." He shrugged walking off leaving me alone to face everyone else alone. ××× On the verge of losing her job Ariana Dawson, a FBI agent, manages to successfully infiltrate the main base of a massive mafia family. Developing close friendships and after vowing omèrta she manages her way around the compound making sure to commit all possible useful details to her memory. However, what she does not expect is to fall in love with the leader nor... the fact that the Don will love her back. Vinchenzo Vitali, a ruthless man who shows mercy to no one, shows some sort of twisted 'affection' for Ariana surprising everyone. What will become of these two?

Book 1. Eros; passion, lust and pleasure -- in other words, romantic and passionate love. A passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love. ➼ "You made me feel things I didn't believe in anymore." ~ Amara Torres: the brains behind the Torres mafia, a highly skilled assassin, a model - retired - with a whole new identity which is now in the past. Dominic D'Agostino, a friendly - not so much to Amara who had to go out her way to hunt him down only for him to change her life. The two completely opposite yet so alike, so unsteady about their love. When it seems as if their path to love is starting to clear up, here comes Lorenzo D'Agostino - a whirlwind in their path - the boss of the D'Agostino's, Dominic's older brother. What happens when Amara is met with both brothers who are so polar opposite to one another. One who keeps her calm and grounded and the other erratic and volatile. Now which one does she exactly need in her life? ➼ #1 in mob ~ 18|03|2021 #1 in lovehexagon ~ 6|04|2021 #3 in twinflame ~ 11|04|2021 #3 in lovetriangle ~ 13/11/2021e

Her Volkovs Series Book One Belle is an innocent and kindhearted 26-year-old virgin who came from a small country once ruled by her overbearing dictator father. Now she is in New York City enjoying every bit of her freedom until she met Nikolai and Alexei. Nikolai Vyacheslav Volkov and Alexei Viktor Volkov, the most sought-after brothers of the New York underground criminal world. Nikolai, more popularly known as Volkov, is the Boss of the Russian Mafia. An organized criminal organization ran by the Volkov Crime Family. He took over the family business when his father, Vyacheslav, was murdered. Nikolai made a name for himself as a man of his word, feared and respected. He is on top of his game--a Billionaire who owns different legitimate businesses and finance companies in New York City. His reputation precedes him; a short-tempered and violent crime Boss. His brother, Alexei is the Underboss of the Mafia. He handles the underground business and takes charge of the Mafia's manpower and underground dealings. His father was the Underboss before the latter was also shot to death. Belle was swept off her feet the very moment she locked eyes with the man who has dark green eyes and an undeniable charm she finds hard to resist. Little did she know that in that same moment her life will turn upside down.

"I-I should be heading to my room now." I told him not in anyway ready to face him. "Turn around." He instructed. "Your fiancee may w-wake up soon to use t-the bathroom or discover no ones t-there." This would definitely not be a good look. Stop stuttering, I mentally chanted. "She won't." Was his response. "Please, I must head back to my r-room." I informed him, it had already been too long since we were in the bathroom alone. "You won't be getting out of here until you comply with my instructions." He informed. What game was he playing! I obliged and did what he said slowly turning around with my eyes tightly. *********** Unedited! Exclusively signed to wattpad.

"How dare you fucking disobey me," He grits his teeth clenching his fists while glaring at me. "Please let me go, I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I beg tears sliding down my cheeks slowly backing away from him. "Didn't I make myself clear already? You will never escape from here." My heart sinks down to my stomach. Anger quickly rising making me splutter two words I'd soon would regret. "FUCK YOU!," I scold. "What did you just say?," he grumbles his chocolate brown eyes three shades darker almost looking black. I gasp, as my back hits the wall watching him close in on me. I try to curve to the side, but he immediately closes me in by stretching both of his arms out. His hands firmly flat against the wall. "Repeat what you just said to me Madison," he evilly mutters his eyes locked with mine. "Leo please," I mumble. "You will learn to obey me," he venomously says his hot breathe hitting my flesh near my ear. Suddenly, his large hand grips my neck tightly chocking me. Both of my hands clutches onto his hand trying to free myself from his grip. "P-pl," I struggle to say while trying to breathe. I can feel the life in me slowly slipping away. My vision starting to blur in and out of focus. Leo suddenly lets go of my neck and I helplessly drop to the floor gasping for air like a fish gasps for water. I can feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I realize my life could have ended in the hands of this handsome murderer. "Recognize who you are speaking to. No one, I mean no one ever disrespects Leo Castillo, leader of The Red Eagles!", he firmly says his cold eyes glaring down at me. I stay silent completely mute. My body trembling from pure fear scared to say anything that might upset him again. Leo turns his heel walking out of the room locking it from the outside leaving me in shock of what just happened. "What the fuck did I get myself into?" A/N:DO NOT REPRODUCE/COPY ANY TEXT OR MY STORY IN ANYWAY. I WILL TAKE LEGAL ACTIONS IF NECESSARY!