"Im Belize but my friends call me Belle, well i actually only have one friend but now i have you so two whole people will call me Belle!" i stare at her with raised eyebrows, her smile never falters "Anywho" she rocks on her feet "what's your name?" "killian" "that makes sense" i raise a questioning eyebrow "you look like you want to kill everyone" she giggles and if it wasn't the most enchanting sound i have ever heard - - Belle is a happy, bubbly girl with a heart of gold. All she wants is someone to look after and love her; so what happens when she runs into a man with a heart of ice while on her daily brownie run? Killian is a powerful man who has no time for anything other than his empire. Known as the coldest ceo to the outside world and the most respected don to the underground; how does a small blonde girl who always has a smile on her face change him? #1 in 'funny' - 28/02/2024 #2 in 'grumpyxsunshine' - 14/03/2024 #1 in 'cute' - 29/02/2024 #1 in 'happy' - 29/02/2024 #1 in 'brownies' - 15/02/2024 #1 in 'sweet' - 25/02/2024 #1 in 'bubbly' - 16/02/2024 #4 in 'fostercare' - 24/02/2024 #2 in 'don' - 11/03/2024

In which, a criminologist becomes the plaything of a crime lord. ____ ©Ssybahz 2022 "They made a God out of you but you are only a human. You have death, like us." ____ In a world of guns and bloodshed, it was to rule or die. An oath to conquer everything the Bratva had lost, including the cartel he was once a captive in. The pakhan of the Bratva had braced himself for whatever would come at his way, including taking back what he had lost. Lunaire was a criminologist trying to unravel the secret of her mother's untimely death, but when she crosses path with the pakhan; the web of lies turn more and more riddling. Two different people with entirely different ideologies, what will happen when they collide? _________ Shadows and Sins #1 ***Content warning: It is a dark, mafia romance novel. Mentions of gore, death, violence, erotic. This is a dark romance with heavy erotic contents, proceed with caution.*** Ongoing

Sidney with her desperate need to live her life away from her hometown, took off as soon as her diploma was passed to her. Spending her college years in a different city she was surprised when she caught the eyes of a tall muscular, mysterious, and scary man. Riccardo was a cold and brutal man but like every mafia man he found a soft spot for the beauty that ran through his mind. He ran the city with an iron fist and he wasn't about to give her or his empire up. He was determined to keep his life a secret from her but all secrets get out at some point, when would it come out was the question. Sidney had some strong morals, she always stuck with them, she was determine, stubborn, hard working but most of all she wasn't for the drama. •Needs Major editing and I mean A LOT, so in the process of that•

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?

She's dead by the third chapter. Okay, it's a bit more complicated than that. Okay, it's A LOT more complicated than that. Renata wants nothing more than to pay her bills through her mildly boring office job and figure out whether she is still in love with her best friend. The latter half of that desire is just a sneak peak into her messy life-and it's only getting messier. Considering the paranormal world she is about to dive head first into, she will come to realize that figuring out her heart may just be the easiest part of this journey. Well, the endless supply of supernatural hotness in this story may beg to differ-but that's besides the point. Either way, it's gonna be a killer time ;) EXCERPT Chicken tacos it is. Right as Renata grabbed the ingredients, she turned to put them next to the stove, where a clean, plastic cutting board awaited. But as she moved, she was confronted by a stranger, an intruder, standing mere inches from her. Before she could scream, he was on her, slamming her against the fridge. Her back flashed with sharp pain. Her eyes pricked with fear as she drank in his uncovered face. Deeply tanned skin. Ruby red eyes-ruby red eyes? Thick, slashing eyebrows. Flat, broad nose. Buzzcut. Handsome. That was as far as she would go in complimenting him considering this guy held a knife to her throat. When he spoke, his voice came out like thunder. It held a thousand threats and a thousand secrets. It held promise of pain if provoked. "If you scream," he warned, mouth pulled in a slight snarl, "this ends quickly." She didn't dare nod against the blade. He noticed and amusement lit up for just a second in those devilish eyes. Oh, whoever the fuck this was, she already hated him. Considering her predicament, panic was the most prominent emotion coursing through her at the moment. "Good." He removed his hand "Now you're going to answer my questions." °°MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT OF ALL KINDS, AND I MEAN ALL KINDS°

Life Lesson #1: If you are planning on going to a nightclub in the middle of sketchy, dark woods, don't. Life Lesson #2: If there are too many attractive, healthy people in said nightclub, be alarmed and rethink Life Lesson #1. Life Lesson #3: If you were foolish enough to ignore rules 1 and 2, I suggest you haul ass. Aeress is one of those special people who obviously need a couple more life lessons... ----------------------------------------------------------------- He chuckled. It was dry but it was an addictive sound. "No," he brought his nose against her collar, "not at all." His lips skimmed over her exposed skin. She sighed at his touch, riding the sweet, overwhelming waves that came with. "You've barely touched me," Aeress had her hands skimming up the back of his neck and in between his strands. "And I'm falling apart." His voice was a little hollow and this worried her. "The bond we have is responsible for that." She tugged at him until he looked up. For a moment she just basked in how handsome he was. "I don't think so," she leaned in for a kiss, "I think that you are just about the most fascinating man I have ever met. And we have only just met. I don't think a bond can simply erase the will of an independent woman like me." His eyes came to life with a blazing fire. He closed the distance between them and kissed sensation back into her body, setting off every nerve in her flesh. Everything came to a boiling point, sizzling with need. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ °°MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT OF ALL KINDS, AND I MEAN ALL KINDS°° Highest Rank: #7 in Werewolf, #79 in Romance

"Nobody is allowed between these pretty little thighs but me....and if anyone tries...𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦." ~ They call him The King-a ghost who rules the world's most powerful mafia from the shadows. No face. No mercy. No mistakes. And beside him, his right hand: anonymous, lethal, and loyal only to him. Together, they are the reason the world stays afraid-and the reason it still survives. Luca Romano is the Don of the Italian Mafia, second only to the King in power, feared across continents. When he sets out to make a deal with the King, his interest turns quickly from business... to obsession. But the King's empire is layered in lies, and the right hand has secrets stitched into her skin. The deeper Luca digs, the more twisted the truth becomes-until desire turns into obsession, and trust becomes a game no one wins. It's not the King who keeps him up at night. It's her. The right hand with fire in her eyes and blood on her hands. But the King's mafia is hiding a secret behind the mask-one surrounded by a hundred others. And if Luca digs too deep, he might just uncover a truth the world isn't ready for. Love will flourish where it shouldn't. Loyalty will break. And not everyone will survive what's coming. Because some empires are built to burn and the deadliest crown... was never his to take. And the right hand? She was never his to touch. ~ "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞." ~ -Mature themes -No OWD -HEA -Strong FMC & Whipped MMC -Mystery/thriller/action/romance -BOYXGIRL ~ "I just finished reading 'King' and wow. It was so good, it made me laugh and cry and the character development was so good." -@endlesstorries "Omggg the end was amazing. You made me cry with your book but it was totally worth it. And the plot twists *chefs kiss*. -@

She was not born a lady, she was made one. She was not born into wealth, she was given it. Laila is a woman of the king, and she fell in love with him, the day she first met him. Whether it was the kindness he'd shown her or the charming face and body he has, the attraction was there from the start. But King Stephan is not one to reciprocate such feelings, as Laila is one of the ten women he has in his castle. If only there was a way they could grow closer...secrets, lies, pain, war...all of which tears people apart, could actually be what brings them together. *** Turning to face him, she sees his lips curling into a smile, making her heart warm and fuzzy. He slowly puts his arm around her, giving her time to refuse. When she doesn't, he pulls her against his chest. Leaning into her he whispers, "You called me by my name, back in the hallway." "I...I apologize-" "Don't...I like it." Laila feels her core clench upon hearing his words. He tilts her chin laying a kiss on her neck. Biting back her moan, she closes her eyes, feeling him suck on her skin. "Mmh!" Stephan feels her arousal placing his lips on hers, his hand traveling down pushing up her dress as he caresses her skin.* Cover by @Sachi_Stark ! ♥

A man, a lover, a heartthrob, a prince A woman, a girl, a beauty, a slave Nothing short of a death sentence awaits the person who dares conceive of this union, talkless about speaking or engaging in it. But for the Prince of Amaris, this union is the only thing that has given him life and a reason to live. All that is left is to convince the owner of his heart that being together is what has been destined for them since the day they were born. "Addy, I have never and will never have sex with you. I only make love to you princess, there's a difference."

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." *** Sequel to His Woman. CAN NOT be read as a standalone.