The leader of a mafia gang finds herself always checking out one girl. The girl who waits tables at the cafe. But there's a boundary between the two.

"Don't run from me, princess." Soft, yet threatening voice whispered near my ear sending chills down my spine and setting the whole body on fire. "I'll do whatever I want." I snapped and walked into the metal box, pressing the last floor button. Maverick came in too, standing near me, her body almost touching mine. Elevator was spacious so she could stand anywhere she wanted, but at my bad look, she took a place near me. I shifted uncomfortably as heat radiating from her body ignite the fire inside of my bones. "Did you two slept?" Maverick asked again with a strained voice. I almost choked on my own saliva as heard her question. What the actual fuck? "Excuse me!?" I gasped turning my body to her. "You're excused," She smirked, but I could even from the mile her smirk was fakest of the fakes. "Now tell me. Did you sleep with my sister?" Her voice and whole face change into colder. "It's... what...I... it's none of your business," I gulped from her intense stare suddenly felt an awareness of how close our bodies are. "Answer me," She hissed inching her face even closer. Flashback from the Saturday evening when I wanted to run away from the party and she did everything to intimidate me. "Did you enjoy sleeping with her?" She whispered hoarsely. "I... I'm not... I did,-" I stammered not tearing my gaze from my personal bodyguard. I didn't hear elevator ping which means one... maverick stopped elevator, trapping me inside with her. The air around us thickened, making harder for me to breath. My heart starts hammering inside of my chest and I feared for Maverick to hear how my heart beat from the closeness of our bodies. She inched our faces, even more, her hot breath hitting my face making me tremble. "Tell me," She whispered putting two of her fingers on my chin, sending a wave of electricity through my whole body. "Did she kissed you... like this?" And before I could react, I felt Maverick lips being places on mine.

"I was ordered to kill you." 21 year old Mavis Griffon is a stripper for the Inferno night club when one night, a woman in a silver dress walks in. Calm, deadly, and a knockout blonde. There is something alluring about her, something intoxicating in the way she pulls out her gun and aims it at Mavis with words that will change her life forever. "I was ordered to kill you." Her eyes search mine, as though she is waiting for me to scream, to run, to fight. But I only let a smirk grace my lips, and I hide my trembling hands as I say, "Then what are you waiting for?"

The day I move into New York was also the day I knew things wouldn't be the same. Moving away from Hong Kong was a big step for me. Finding a place to stay wasn't hard but wasn't easy as well. Landing a job shouldn't seem hard right? I land an internship at the Covington Fashion and Magazine Co. I don't know how I did it but I did. The only thing distracting me was the 5,11 gorgeous, Latin woman with so much immense power. Beautiful. Young. Intellectual. Sexy as hell. Controlling. Nurturing even. Daydreaming about my boss as my dominant. Oh how I so wish... But what if that wish turned into a reality? (If you wish to continue the story, come to Inkitt where I am rewriting some parts, same title or join my patreon for early access to the story) Completed by: 2/27/17 +17 and up ONLY Mature Theme

When Quinn, 37, gets assigned as the new bodyguard of Nia Nazari, 22 year old daughter of a billionaire, she is less than excited. Little does she know, Nia is about to rock her world and put her in deadly situations. Will they both make it through, together? TW: This story contains violence, death, discussions of toxic relationships and discussions of trauma, mainly the loss of loved ones. Disclaimer: This story is 100% fictional, facts and depictions may be inaccurate.

"I...I..uh..am straight " came out my stutter. Gee Es can you be more embarrassing,I scolded mentally. "Oh yeah,then why does your heart beat so fast around me" Athena whispered in my ear sending shivers straight to my core. I kept biting my lower lip, holding my breath,wishing the ground could open up and swallow me whole. "This is going to be fun" I heard Athena mutter under her breath as she walked away from me.

Katrin Dane, wealthy, billionaire, sophisticated, sexy, single and lonely at 37. Kris Smith, hardworking, simple, kind-hearted lesbian at 27, who is also an intersex. Will this two cross paths and build a relationship despite their differences? Book cover by Soliza1902

An artist's mind is a curious place. It's always focused on the little details. When giving an opportunity to imagine, it goes wild with endless possibilities. That's why it's impossible for some artists to leave a canvas blank. This specific artist in mind... was given different type of canvas. One that's been halfway done. Incomplete. The outcome of this peice was... ---------

To 18 year old Emma Slater, New York, England, is her whole life. It's where she grew up, the streets she played on, the streets she learnt to walk on, the streets she rode her first bike on. It's home. But it's also the streets where she dealt drugs. The streets where her gambling almost got her killed. The streets where she fell in love with Elise Elderflower, the beautiful art teacher she was sure had been sent from hell to tip her over the edge, sending her spiralling into a black abyss. Until one day, Elise disappears. Twenty years later, they meet again. -- ❝𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘱. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘌𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘌𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. ❞ --

Xena is tough. She can handle switching around a few of her classes in the middle of her senior year. What she can't handle? Falling in love with a teacher. And to make matters worse, this teacher is a fucking woman. TeacherxStudent ****** Cover Photo credit: @eleonore.leojeanne on Instagram Cover credit: me