(Book #1 of Sinners of the Dark) He had a habit of dragging darkness just about everywhere he went. Darkness wrapped in Armani. His personality colder than a block of ice. She was loud, carefree and tainted around the edges. I played by the rules. I did what was asked of me. Until I met the one person that could destroy everything I had worked for. I hated him since our first encounter, and now I was forced to tolerate him. He was called gadyuka in Russia, but he was known as the Sin in the deep underground of New York. Handsome face filled with violence, commanding, gorgeous and deadly. A killer, a thief, a sociopath, and feared by all. A made man. He came dressed in all black. Gold cuff links. Tattoos burned into his skin. He had the ability to pin me to the ground with a single glare and made me feel things I didn't want to. He was absolutely unhinged. Frightening. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm. And before he crushed the key; I was going to fuck with the serpent, and then I was going to hunt him. He just didn't know it yet. - preview - "I'll fucking ruin your life, Elena. Corrupt every goddamn part of your body, and soul. And when I'm done with you, you'll get on your knees and thank me." His low voice snarled. Desperate. He backed me into a wall. He grabbed me by the throat, but didn't choke me. Just kissed me so deep I forgot whose air I was breathing. "I'm not fucking done with you, Elena. And if it is up to me, I'm not done fucking you either."

❦ "𝐒𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤. ❦ "𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐌𝐢𝐚," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐬. "𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. ❦ 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐩. "𝐂𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐨," 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤. "𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐌𝐫. 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢," 𝐈 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲. "𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐨.

"Ellie.. " he warned when I gently squeezed his hard bludge over the slacks causing him to cursed underneath his breathe. Mason wrapped his hand around my neck pulling my face closer to his. "I Know what are you trying to do, bella" he Whispered. A sexy smirk playing on his handsome face when I moaned feeling his another hand sliding down between my legs massaging me roughy. "And if you don't cut it out. I'll bend you over the table and spank that cute ass of yours in front of everyone. Do you understand?" I looked down with flushed face and slowly nodded my head. "Good" One friday night, Ellie Rose - A breathtaking beautiful, gorgeous, innocent and successful lawyer end up encountering with a handsome- well, Insanely Handsome, Gorgeous and Sexiest man alive. Little does she knew, he's one of the most powerful and highly successful Businessman of italy. To Ellie, it was just one night stand but to him, it was something more and he wasn't planning to let her go so easily. Things started to get too much heated between them as their every night turn out to be wild and full of passionate. But.. what dark secret is Mason Williams hiding? Warning: Mature language and Adult, sexual scene. The story will be edited once it get done.

17+ I Fucked Up... He Found Me- I opened the door of my temporary apartment and immediately tried to shut it, regretting ever being stupid enough to open it at such a late hour. "Angel, you truly never cease to surprise me" he threw the door open and I walked backwards towards the kitchen, I turned my back and was about to grab a knife to defend myself, When I felt his presence, he immediately pushed his hard body against my back and took the knife from me slowly, "Now, angel you wouldn't want to make an accident would you? Hmm?" I felt his breath against my neck causing goosebumps to arise. God why am I so happy to see him? My heart pumped in my chest quickly- "What did you think? I wouldn't find you? You would run to Germany with your grandparents and I would forget about you?" He shook his head kissing my neck, I took in a breath as he turned my body to face him, "I would find you all the way in Alaska Emerson, do not underestimate my love for you." My eyes widened at his words and with that he roughly connected our lips. 'Estupida, deberiamos haber ido a Canadá" ...

Erin Thomas is 23, and expecting. She lives with her boyfriend,Dean, and cannot wait to bring her baby into this world and live happily ever after. Dean has no desires to be a father. When Erin tells him she's pregnant, he begs her to have an abortion, but she refuses. He gives her an ultimatum, the baby or him. Enzo "Assassin" Costa is a 30 year old boxer. He has never lost. He's dedicated his life to boxing, never having time for anything else. He spends all his time training and ends up overhearing some guys in the locker room talking about selling off his girlfriend. Enzo becomes enraged and decides to intervene. But is he too late?

17 year old Arya Cadel is the sweetest girl you'll ever meet. With a heart full of joy she loves to see the good in people. However, she likes to focus on one thing and one thing only. School. And that's because of her parents. He's mean. He's dangerous. He's cruel. Rome Black is his name. When you hear it, you better run for the hills. But she doesn't. Why? Simply because she loves to see the good in people. What happens when innocence and sinful meet?

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.