An amused ghost of a smirk etched itself onto the Don's lips. How could this brute still be laughing in prison, facing the death penalty? "I have been running the mafia for nine years, little girl. Don't you find it odd how your oh-so-mighty police force just now apprehended me?" His words were very low in pitch, and stained with an Italian accent. She narrowed her eyes, masking her fear and uncertainty with a hateful glare. "You RAN the mafia. And here you will get your retribution for your sins." Mia spat, clenching her hands into tight fists. How could one man be so arrogant? She almost jumped out of her skin when a guttural chuckle left the back of his throat. "Tesoro, I am sin." - HER, a police woman, with a soul of sugar and a strong sense of justice and equality. HIM, The Don, with a cold black hole for a heart and leaves death and destruction in his wake. Thing seem to be looking up when the infamous Mob boss Ambrogino De Benventi is apprehended, but things quickly run south as he seems to know a little too much about the young officer Mia Lawrence. He claims her father owes him, and she is forced to work with the murderous made man himself. But something tells her he won't stay in jail for long... An Italian-Russian war is coming. Bonds will be broken. Relationships tested and built. Who will Mia choose? After all. Blood is thicker than water. UPDATES EVERY FRIDAY!

Athena Bolvard was happy. Married to the love of her life with her career in modeling peaking, she had everything she could have ever wanted. Life was at its best. It couldn't get any better than this. That is until she finds out her husband had been straying behind her back, with none other than her husband's first love. Alissa Myers. Heartbroken, Athena sets out to heal the hurt Alexander has inflicted on her. She never takes into account that along the way, she may just find another person to fill the void her husband left behind in the form of well-established artist, Ethan Haynes. * Ethan Haynes has never met anyone as timid yet fiercely determined as Athena -formerly Bolvard, currently Lorens, possibly future Haynes if he had any say about it- was. There was no other word for it. He was infatuated. Newly divorced, he understood it would be a long while before Athena even considers opening her heart to anyone again. But that's alright. He was fine with waiting. She was worth the wait. He was sure of it. All he knew was that he'd do everything in his power to ensure she won't be the one that got away.

The world is filled with creatures of magic. Some were good once. Most have always seen mortals as nothing more than food and spell fodder. For hundreds upon hundreds of years the brought havoc to mortals, tipping the balance in their favor. The gods whom had created mortals grew saddened by their inevitable extinction. They wished sorely to prevent the creations of demons from destroying what was once so beautiful. So saddened by the incoming loss, Luna goddess of the moon and life shed tears from her perch in the stars for she, more than any god was forced to bare witness to these atrocities. Her tears dripped from the sky off the ends of the stars, falling to the world into the forests she loved so. They coated the beasts she adored more than her own soul. The wolves who loved to chase the stars she would throw morphed before her very eyes. Seeing them standing beneath the nights sky, not man not beast, she knew. Her wolves would put an end to the horror against mortals. They would bring balance to this world. ~~ The children of the night? Leaches. The fae? Drunken partiers with a taste for murder. Merfolk? Fish sluts with a taste for human flesh. Trolls? Morons of the highest caliber. Zombie? Bastards of witches. Witches? Vile little whores who turned their back on humans for power. Werewolves? The beasts who hunt them all.

Rue is a witch. She was born from a fallen star just like all the other witches are. But hers fell into a pond, making her technically a swamp witch. And no one wants to come see a swamp witch. Especially not one with no actual swamp. All she has is a pond hidden deep in the mountains, where no humans or magical creatures pass through. So Rue spends her days by the pond she was born in and the surrounding forest gathering mushrooms and talking to frogs. Her spells are all practical for her life and sometimes experimental for fun. But she rarely gets a customer for a potion and she's never been invited to a gathering. Her life has always been simple, if not a little lonely, yet peaceful. And then a Death Cap sprouts up by her pond. Bringing chaos with him. Typical of a poisonous fungus to cause trouble. ~~ "Personally, I think you should find another pond." I said with a huff, looking over the strange man who's been murking up my pond for the past few days. His yellow eyes cut into me, slight sneer on his lips, "you're a witch aren't you?" "Yup!" I replied, prodding the mud with my toe. "And witches take clients for spells." "Sounds about right." I nodded. "Then give me the fucking spell." He growled out. I arched a brow at him. "You're not my client." "You-" "No." I replied sweetly, "Go away I don't like you, you tried to kill me!" "You tried to rob me!" He seethed. "No I tried to get pre paid for my assistance, you rejected it. Now we are done." He pointed to his bleeding abdomen, "no. We aren't." I stared at the blood soaked bandages for a moment, "that seems like a you problem."

Everybody has an idea of what the perfect boyfriend is, and no matter how hard he tries, Brent just isn't that person. He isn't anybody's first choice, second choice, or even their last choice. He was simply there to not be particularly special to anyone.. or so he thought. Spin off of Enemies with Benefits but can be read as stand alone. Cover and title by M_Rainberry

TW: SELF-HARM This is a BXBXBXB story. Don't like, don't read. "Be careful, Fayez, not to touch anything or anyone. Keep your gloves on at all times, my sweet prince, or who knows what might happen". Fayez is the last-born child of one of the strongest family of vampires that ever existed. According to most, he should have led an easy life, for money was never a problem and he had many servants more than willing to fulfill his wishes. Fayez had everything to be happy, except for the fact that he was a burden to his own parents. See, there was something terribly wrong with his hands: everything he touched became rotten, so he had to keep his gloves on at all times. He was a leathal weapon, one that had to be kept a secret, so that other people wouldn't try to use his curse for their own benefit. When Fayez turned 21, his parents decided that their son could not be kept secluded in their castle any longer, and that it was more than time for him to face the outside world. They sent him to the prestigious ISB - Institute for Supernatural Beings, where every supernatural creature from age 20 to age 30 is given a special training to enhance his natural capabilities. How will the priviledged Fayez, who only ever knew the faces of his family and servants, survive in a place where most of the residents have experienced violence and cruelty from a very young age, and are street smart? More importantly, can this haughty, strong yet inexperienced, touch-depraved young man learn how to love and be loved in return, or is he far too gone already?

Darren is a rogue werewolf with the ability to see the dead. One day, his aunt calls him back to his old pack to help figure out why their children are going missing. Unfortunately this means he has to work closely with the man who bullied him back in school, Jasper Trotter, who is also next in line to become Alpha. If that's not uncomfortable enough, Darren becomes bonded to the guy. Can he keep the bond a secret long enough to solve the mystery and get out of dodge? Or will Jasper figure it out and make him stay? EBook available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0D6X5F5DN Story Length: [77,000 Words] Rated Mature for sexual scenes and gore. Top Ratings: #1 Werewolf on 10/8/2020 #1 BxB on 10/7/2020 #1 LGBT on 10/12/2020 #1 Ghosts on 10/16/2020

Being in love with your roommate wasn't exactly ideal. Being in love with your roommate and a stranger you met at some bar was even messier. Though, seeing them in love with each other made it a whole lot easier. As a puppy hybrid, I was used to a lot of attention from others. Theirs just happened to be my favorite. --- Chet fell in love easily. He skipped the pining and fell head over heels without looking back. He loved hard, fast, and maybe a little too much. They made it too easy to fall in love with.

Falling in love with your brother's best friends shouldn't have been as easy as it was, but here Harrison was, hopelessly and utterly in love. The only things was, they were already dating. Good thing they thought his puppy love was absolutely adorable. - bxbxb : basically just fluff and way too much smut disclaimer: this story has nothing to do with PET

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Coral Stewart is a nerdy seventeen year old girl who is way too smart for her own good. She has already graduated and has been hired at St Martin's, an all boys school. The only problem with this is that she has to attempt to teach four boys History - and trust me when I say they are not going to make it easy for her. One nerdy girl. Four perverted boys. One History lesson every Friday. What could possibly go wrong? *=*=*=* Warning: There's gonna be dramaaaaa [Completed] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan