----- In serious need of revision! ----- Wanna-be journalist Kate Santoro would do anything for the scoop. Anything. Including finding her way into an underground club exclusive to only those in the Genovese mafia and the beautiful women they employee. What could be more perfect? She would stick to the shadows, snap a few videos, and write the biggest story New York has ever seen, therein making her a legend! Easy as pie. Until she gets found. A series of blatant lies and lucky breaks later and she is mistaken to be one of the workers underneath. While many might be terrified of this predicament Kate couldn't be more excited. The freedom to roam the area and talk to the members of the infamous brotherhood will leave no rock unturned. All she has to do is keep her cover until the night is over and the workers go home. What a fantastic position she is in! There are just two problems. One being him. Alessio. The Don, the Godfather, the Capo di tutti capi (the boss of bosses) who has taken a keen interest in Kate. Even that is something she could probably handle for one night. Except problem number two. They don't leave. Not at the end of the night, the end of the week, or even the end of the month. Alessio's interest in Kate threatens to expose her, something she would surely die from. He knows she doesn't belong but it's not as though she could have just waltzed in, right? By the time Kate realizes that not even the greatest scoop is worth the price, she is in far too deep to call it quits now. ~~~Praise for When The Sun Goes Down~~~ Natasha427: "It was so captivating that I may or may not have spent the last several hours holed up in my room frantically scrolling down to read more. I LOVED IT!" uninteresting17: "You're my soulmate. I love just everything about your writing." Daisy_Blue: "Has anyone seen my heart? It seems to have been ripped out and tossed across the ocean." NaughtyPlease: "I am beyond obsessed with this piece of literature heaven!!!"

#3 in the Undiscovered writers awards for chicklit genre #107 in Chicklit 20 December 2016 #9 in Undiscovered SAMPLE ONLY. To read the story in full visit or download the Dreame app. Thank you so much for the support. You won't regret it. He was her first love and he promised her forever... Vanity Rose fled her home town a week after she had caught her husband cheating on her. Abandoned, neglected and ripped to shreds, she was determined to leave the past ghosts behind where they belonged. After two years of settling into her new life in a new city and molding herself into Glam Magazines most prestigious Editor, a promotion for Editor-in-chief is finally up for grabs. The only thing standing in her way is an exclusive with Limelights new head of directors and Glam's future owner. The promotion was as good as her and everything was falling into place, until she is cornered in a room with him. Five years of establishing a foundation, and building a wall around her heart, only to have it crack at the first sight of him. Her dear old cheating husband who makes it apparent he wants her back! What happens when fate pulls one of it's cruel joke and forces two tormented souls to work together? Can she choose sanity over love and finally be free of him? Or will she risk it all just to be that girl he betrayed back in Reagan Field?

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE." He yelled glaring at me. I couldn't help my tears. Why is he doing this? "Honey, Hunter please listen-" I started but he just cut me off. "DON'T CALL ME THAT." He said taking a threatening steps toward me. "You are so good." He said grabbing my arm harshly. I lowered my gaze. "I gave you everything." He said coldly. "And you go sleep around. And with my damn brother." He said which just made me angry. "I did not cheat on you Hunter." I said loudly. "If you could just listen to me." I pleaded crying harder. "Get your ass out of my house now!" He said dangerously. "Hunter, please." I said putting my hand on his arm. "Hunter, I'm pre-" He cut me off again. "Just get your things and leave." He said walking away. Twenty years old Stella Simmons thought was happy, didn't think that someone would want to harm her. She was married to Hunter Knight, the only man she ever loved. Ignoring the fact that he was ten years her senior, she gave him everything. Everything wasn't enough apparently. Be careful who you trust... *****

Her story was different. She was broken, she was left alone and without anything left since a little angel came into her life. Her daughter. Her little angel, her everything in her every seconds and every single minute. For her, she will do anything. But she will never know, all of that will change... When the little angel meet her father. * "Welcome to Cardiff, sir." I added. He just smiled to me. "I have been here before, Stephanie." he replied, walking a little bit closer. My breath hitched. I cleared my throat a little before stepping backward slowly. But then, he followed. One step, two steps, a few steps before I stopped, we stopped, because eventually my back hit the wall, he came even closer, until our face a paper thin apart. "Nice to meet you again, love." he said, whispering to my ears brushing his nose slightly to my jaw.