When the death of her father leaves an innocent woman vulnerable in the twisted war between two Mafias, will the Mafia who saves her turn out to be just like the rest or will he let her tame him? ~ It happened on the day her father died. It was meant to be a solemn day, a day to say goodbye, a day to reminisce the past and smile about fond memories - but it became the day she first experienced his ruthlessness. They were attacked by gunmen in black vans. The shootout destroyed a lot but she scaled through the ordeal unscathed. No sooner had they recovered from the shooting than she got a phone call from the Mafia himself. He told her with his gruff voice that made shivers run through her that he had taken her father's corpse. He knew, he just knew how much she loved her father, dead or alive. He knew how miserable it would make her not to be able to say goodbye. He agreed to release the corpse in exchange for something. And what was it he wanted in exchange? None other than her, Pamela King. ......... Warning! Contains the use of guns, violence, and strong language. Reader's discretion is advised.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21

Cassia hated the dark. Complete darkness reminded her of her family home, it reminded her of bad times and threatened to drown her when she was alone with her thoughts. This time though, she had two strong arms wrapped around her.. ..refusing to let her sink. •••••••••• #kth #taehyung

"This photo is from seven months ago and you heart reacted yesterday" "..." "You're a stalker aren't you?" When a girl finally gets noticed by her online crush but things don't go as they were supposed to. Warnings: social anxiety, toxic characters Highest: 2 in fanfiction! [COMPLETED]

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❝why did you throw a book at me?❞ © mygcafe : ゆ 2016

i know im supposed to be acting but holy shit i'm actually in love with you. © lambskwer // not editing, i was like 11 when i wrote this, cringefest ngl

"i see dead people." a jeon jeongguk fanfiction.

A loud cry echoed through the corridors of the palace, mainly coming from the Prince's room. "I want Noona here and NOW!" Cover Credit To @LaikaTaehyung 6/16/2018 HR #344 in FanFiction 7/29/2018 HR #7 in FanFiction 8/2/2017 HR #5 in FanFiction