Stephanie Johnson je ambiciozna djevojka koja svim silama želi vratiti svoj stari život natrag, ali to je naprosto nemoguće. Kada se nakon napornih šest godina vrati u New York, Stephanie očekuje da joj život krene uzbrdo, ali kada ode na razgovor za posao, sve će otići u potpunom suprotnom smjeru. Lucas Kingston je za razliku od Stephanie muškarac čiji život ide kao zaliven. Biti vlasnik ogromne tvrtke Kingston je jedna od prednosti u mnogim stvarima. Navikao je da sve bude po njegovom i da mu se žene bacaju pod noge, ali ni to neće dugo trajati. Svima je poznat kao jedan od najuspiješnijih biznismena, ali je i također nekima poznat kao vođa jedne od opasnijih mafija. Kada se mlada i nevina Stephanie uplete u njegov život sve će se okrenuti naopačke. Hoće li jedna obična djevojka uspjeti probiti njegove zidove i doprijeti do pravog Lucasa Kingstona?

"Vladimir please just let me go I won't tell anyone just please leave me be." I pleaded while still curled in a ball. "Let's get something straight you will never leave my side you here...DO YOU UNDERSTAND ASHANTI!!!" He says snatching me up and bending my head at an uncomfortable and hurtful angle. "I...I understand." I say trying not to cry harder than I already was. __________________________________________________ My name is Ashanti and this is my story of going through life with an abusive husband who happens to be the biggest mob boss in Russia. Why does he want me? Why did he take me? Why won't he kill me? I don't know the only thing he tells me is that my beauty and name draws him to me and makes him want me more than anything. He will never understand that I never wanted him and if given the chance I would kill him if I wasn't fearful of him or the people who'll come after me if their boss was dead and all at the hands of his wife. __________________________________________________ Like what you reading then stay and continue on this journey through hell with me and don't forget to vote, comment and follow me for more dark romance or whatever genre appeals to me or you guys in the near future. Love ~ Laila ❤

" You can't run away from me, little angel. I will always find you. "

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

He was feared. He was known. He was dark. He was notorious. -

Book Cover by @IshaBhardwaj6 HER VOLKOVS SERIES BOOK FOUR Belle is introduced deeper into the world of the Russian Mafia and the underground criminal world. She takes on a very challenging role in the family's business when Nikolai and Alexei got in trouble. But a target has been put on her head by the people who want to destroy the Volkov family. Meanwhile, the Volkov babies are coming! The future of the Russian Mafia is bright. Nikolai and Alexei could not be more ecstatic. While the family is celebrating, their demons are quickly catching up on them. Secrets will be revealed and their lives as they know them will change.

Elyssa's a complete work-a- holic and is on call 24/7. She receives all the security calls every night from her work. Elyssa then directs the security company on how to proceed and respond. With no time for romance what happens when one night the new guy from monitoring calls her with an emergency. His voice is sexy, young and he comes across hotter than hell. Will Elyssa be tempted to finally have something fun in her life or will it always just be about her work. ~~~~~~~ Copyright © 2016 by Debbie Brock All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. So basically, copy my work, and I'll hunt you down. :) Amazing covers by: @halle_is_a_wolf

Copyrighted 2014 #1 in Teens ~In the process of rewriting~ ~CHECK OUT THE REWRITE, its written far better~ Seriously the writing in this one is SO bad. "I will always protect you, Roza." Having a normal childhood was completely foreign to the two polar opposites Rosalyn Summers and Rex Turner. Both grew up with terrible pasts, both lived harsh lives, until now. Rosalyn was always the shy, quiet girl, always. Cliché in a sense, I know, but you can't necessarily blame her. Being forced from the only parent you ever knew as a child, only to end up in countless numbers of foster homes until you were twelve, would do that to anyone. Rose grew up believing that everything was her fault, that she was always the one that needed to say sorry. But not with Rex. Not with the boy she has had a crush on since before her family found her. The boy who swears to protect her at all costs. The boy she has fallen completely in love with. Rex's anger problems always got him into trouble, always. Until the little sweet-hearted Rosalyn Summers came bouncing into his life. He suddenly found himself doing anything he could to be with her, to talk to her, to protect her. It didn't take him long to realize that he had completely fallen head-over-heels for the clueless, adorable, defenseless girl. But with a few bad choices on his part, and the ever present fear of hers', will the people from his past threaten to take her away from him? Or will the people from hers' decide to do that instead? These two soon found out that they aren't as complete opposites as they thought. -Warning: This story has a few possessive, controlling men, sorry if you don't like that. ~follow the instagram page! @day_dream_1011 ~

In a world where you have no choice but to do as your told, Athena Royce has 2 simple choices. 1. Take over her father's company 2. Marry someone her father chooses for her. Athena doesn't want any of these choices. After all she's only 23 and has too many dreams she wants to chase before she ties the knot. Damien Moretti is a young 27 year old CEO who has a secret, he's a dom. Damien has always heard of Athena Royce but he never took much interest into the young woman until one night. With sexual attractions spiraling out of control and a strict father, there's only one way to fix such problems. Make a deal with Damien Moretti. And a deal with Mr. Moretti is just like selling your soul to the Devil.