|COMPLETE| Started on: 8/4/2022. Finished on: 30/7/2022. _____________ Diana Everett; a 19 year old kindergarten teacher who loves kids and her job, she's a very bubbly girl who can't hurt an ant. Emilio Martinelli; a 23 year old mafia king, the ruler of Cosa Nostra, he's the Capo Di Capi; ruthless, merciless, deadly, feared... but he has one weakness, his son; touch him-you're dead. His son happens to be one of her students, and she falls for his son and loves him as her own from the first time she met him. The father had loved her from the first time he saw her too, just like his son did. He wants her to be his at all costs--and he always gets what he wants... right? |WARNING: This story contains 18+ scenes, and it has mentions of blood and guns and killing, and has a huge plot twist, so read at your own risk| |Any photos, images, or videos in this story fo not belong to me, I only own the story lines and the edits, the credit goes to the right owner(s)| |Please do not copy my story and publsih it on any other platform or even on this platform, that is called plagiarism, and do not even steal ideas, sentences, or anything from my story| Highest Rankings: #1 in cosanostra. #1 in kindergarten. #1 in Emilio. #13 in singlefather #13 in mafiaking.

Book Cover By @sudansaint Drawn to the veiled danger of an ex-con at her father's tattoo parlor, a bored woman finds thrilling escape in his arms-and an unknown stalker, only for his silent admiration to curdle into a terrifying possessiveness that, instead of terror, ignites a fierce arousal and intrigue within her. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Liam Russell, a man defined by his quiet intensity and deeply possessive nature, emerges from prison seeking a fresh start. He finds it at "Desirable Ink," a tattoo parlor owned by the formidable yet strangely welcoming Jamal Hart. Under Jamal's wing, Liam quickly finds his footing as an artist, but his observant gaze soon fixates on Harmony Hart - Jamal's vibrant, captivating daughter. What begins as a captivated admiration for Harmony quickly curdles into a chilling obsession. Liam watches her, learns her patterns, and soon, stalks her every move, consumed by a fierce, undeniable need to possess her. Unbeknownst to him, Harmony, desperate for a taste of dark desires, is drawn to Liam's silent intensity, seeing a darkness reflected in his watchful eyes. But she isn't fully prepared for what she wishes for.

North Carolina 1851 Deep in the mountains of North Carolina lives a branch of the Cherokee nation that no white man had been able to remove. They could come and go like the wind. They were rumored to be ghosts and called the 'Ghost Tribe' by those that knew of them. They were feared by all who lived in those mountainous lands except for one. Deniah Williams is the one person who does not fear them. And her reason? Gray Skies. He saved her life as children and has been her friend since that day. She knows there is something unique about her friend and his people and yet she asks no questions. She has trust in him and for her that's enough. But when Deniah's father learns of her friendship with a monstrous savage of the ghost tribe he is determined to protect her. And he knows just how to do so. He must find her a suitable husband and move his daughter to the northeast and away from the danger he is sure she faces. But things do not go as planned. When Gray Skies learns of the danger that Deniah faces he knows he must save her. Going against the wishes of his tribe, Gray Skies leaves to rescue the woman who has his heart. A fiery passion ignites between them and a love stronger than any love before ties their souls together. But hatred and revenge threaten to tear them apart. Join Gray Skies and Deniah as they fight for their love, for each other and for peace among their people.

"I saved your life Kleine, how are you going to repay me," Elias Schneider said to the poor girl. "I-I-I-I never asked you to save me," Jendayi stammered out while biting her lip to prevent herself from breaking down in tears. He grabbed her by her throat roughly and squeeze it enough to lock off her oxygen. "Oh but if I didn't you wouldn't be here now would you." Tears ran down her dark skin as she struggled to breathe.