❝Power is always dangerous. It attracts the worst and corrupts the best.❞ Who is the true villain in this story? Zayn Malik has always been the good guy, forever doing what he can to make sure that justice is not only served, but done so fairly. Which is why he went into law enforcement. However, one day he's assigned to his biggest case yet and he's plunged undercover into the world of the Brooks family and the criminal empire they lead. With his close friend and co-worker Adiv, he plans to destroy the mafia from the inside out, thereby putting an end to the corruption and terror it incites. Then he meets Raven, niece of the Don, and she changes everything -- his role within the organization, his feelings, his goals, his morals, and ultimately, who he is entirely. And like the waves of the ocean insidiously erode the shore, something of innocence becomes something else entirely. WARNING: This story has scenes of possibly intense violence, mature content, death, descriptive sexual content, drug use/references, and foul language. Please read at your own discretion ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: some violent scenes can be very intense

ON HOLD // "What do you want to drink, angel?" He whispered in my ear as goosebumps rose all over my skin. I roll my eyes at him secretly adoring the nickname he's chosen for me. "Haven't I told you, Harry, that's not my name?" He gives me a genuine laugh flashing his perfect smile handing me a cup filled with a clear liquid. "Angel is more fitting than your full name, it's all I see when I look at you." // *NOT A SLOW BURN*

"daddy is the boss now, baby girl" the story of a modern-day romeo & juliet romance between the father of an international mob corporation and the precious baby girl of his mentor

1988. Self discovery wasn't something that came easy to Mabel, in fact, she'd refused to deal with the matter since decisions seemed to always be made for her. She wasn't sure how she'd ever get by, living in the small suburban town within Los Angeles. Although one thing she did know, her sister was coming back to town for the summer. What she didn't know, was why the mysterious drummer boy would smoke marlboro cigarettes and only speak to her when he felt like it. It was quite frankly irritating having to meet his gaze everywhere she looked, but then again, it would only be for the summer. *this story contains mature and explicit themes*

"You make me sick." I spit out as I dare not to look at him, his chest pressed against my back while I lean against the balcony railing. "Oh.. I make you sick, do I?" He breaths down my neck, making a chill run down my spine. "Yeah. Yeah you do." I mutter. "Please, doll. We're all a little twisted." •Sophie Grayson. A girl who can't help panicking at the slightest inconvenience. A girl who's life revolves around routines, organisation and everything simple. A girl who's passion lays with records and songs. It was always so ironic how her extreme love for music is what got her taken from the world renowned rock band, Midnight's Kiss. How will her purity last with such darkness?• ☹︎A Dark Harry Novel WARNING - CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. INTENSE VIOLENCE. READ AT OWN RISK.