A man claimed by the devil. A woman claimed by no one. Until him. 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 is a monster. His family relies on him to torture and kill. It's his birthright, curse, and the most delicious punishment for a gluttonous sinner. He's no stranger to violence and depravity. Soldier of the Romano crime family, he might be stranger to everything else. 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐄 is an outcast, the hidden gem of the Genovese crime family, shunned by her father and forgotten by the world. She's utterly alone, until she finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. Kidnapped by the man with dark eyes, tattoos, and a soul to match. And he isn't planning on letting her go. The deviant killer with the angelic name, her intended torturer, the devil of the underground. Santo is quickly becoming something to Nina that seems impossible, something that neither of them are ready for. She threatens to uproot everything he's always known and been, and when secrets are revealed, when demons come out to play, it's not only a matter of how willing Santo and Nina are to salvage something that seems to be the only beautiful corner of both their worlds. It's a matter of whether any kind of beauty can survive in a world so dark. ✚ Dark Saint is a slow burn, enemies to lovers, dark mafia romance with mature content and dark themes. Read at your own discretion. [ Book 1 in the Romano Brotherhood Series | COMPLETED ✔ ] Featured on @Romance Featured on @StoriesUndiscovered

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

"I could've killed you right in the moment but when I looked into these sparkling green eyes I knew I would be losing the light of my life if I did" I wanted to feel scared but I couldn't. I felt safe instead. I'm so stupid and naive. "And in this dark life I'm living I need some light Aria, I know I'm being an selfish bastard and putting you in danger, but please stay with me and I'll give you everything you want and protect you with my life" "I can't-" "Please save me Aria" I could swear I saw a tear escaping his eye before he cupped my face and smashed his lips on mine. THIS IS NOT THE SAME ALEX AS ARES' SON

"Don't bite your lip in front of me like that, Buttercup, or I might have to bend you over and f*ck you right here in this musty old library." Although he practically whispered, his deep voice was rough, almost a growl. He brushed his thumb across my lips, while moving his other hand from the wall to grab my waist and pull me closer to him. Oh snap... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After spending five millennia imprisoned and bound in The Abyss, the demon Azathoth is finally released by a valiant sorceress. Now he must convince the only girl who can seemingly unbind his powers to do just that before his time runs out. His plan? He'll just have to make her fall in love with him. This is the first draft version of the book. There is an updated and edited version available in paperback, hardcover, or e-book on Amazon Kindle. WARNING: This book is intended for 18+ readers. It contains LOTS of explicit smutty sex scenes, mature language, mild drug use, violence, and gore.

Hate, knowledge, loyalty, and love - everything has a price, but the highest is power. What would you pay? » ✦ « Jordan wished there was more to life, more to her world, something to make her feel alive, to feel anything at all. Then one dull day she meets a strange trio. Repeatedly. Her world widens and she learns that everything she ever wanted to be true - is. But fairytales aren't what we think, and legends rarely end well for the legendary. In a story where there are no heroes, good blends with evil, and the lines between light and dark fade to gray - what do you choose? » ✦ « Highest Rankings: #2 in Demonology #2 in Angel Romance #16 in Action #Mature, 18+ for all the reasons. Not a YA novel.

Reading the message over, I cringed and shook my head. I sound way too desperate. I sighed and went to delete the message, but nearly had a heart attack when I realized I hit send. Well fuck. - This is a short story by the way. - WARNING [ contains mature language] STARTED on December 21, 2017

WARNING: This book was written when I was 11 and 12 years old so ignore all the mistakes and cringe-ness LOL "Hi, are you the School Cupid?" "Yes....how'd you get my number?" "Well, I asked around and found out about someone named 'Red Cupid'. Then I asked my friend Ryan, who apparently already talked to you, and he gave me your number." "Oh...so you need help?" "Yes. I do. My girlfriend broke up with me." "Good for you." ".......I thought you were supposed to help." "Geez, I was kidding." Highest Ranking: #72 in Short Story

WARNING: This book was written when I was 11 and 12 years old so ignore all the mistakes and cringe-ness LOL When Maura is home alone, she dials for pizza. Well, she dials the number she THINKS is for the pizza delivery guy. Instead, Greg answers... "Hi, can I get one cheese pizza?" "Um....this is Greg Harrow...." "You're not the pizza guy?!?" "No, sorry, I'm not." "Oh. Wrong number." Highest Rank in Short Story: #23 on March 28th, 2017

she was tired of watching you not love her the way she loved you. wait, hold on a minute. see the past tense? [ thepeopleofsociety ] [ short story] [ all rights reserved ] © AUGUST 2016 - FEBRUARY 2017

about a girl who was just too perfect. #148 general fiction #521 short story