"The rules for a Mafia wife were endless and strict. Once she entered into this life she would never be free. Women in the Mafia were first daughters, then wives, and then mothers; always under the control of a man, always expected to live up to their expectations." A woman who yields to no man, who cannot be obedient, is not made to be a Mafia wife. Liliana Fiorenza, the headstrong granddaughter of a Sicilian Mafia Don, was not made to be a Mafia wife. Yet, she is forced to return to America and marry the infamous and secretive D'Onofrio heir. Marcello D'Onofrio, the heir to the D'Onofrio legacy, has gained himself a reputation for being far more ruthless than his father ever was. He now sits at the head of one of the most powerful American Mafia families in New York, consumed entirely by his work. Until, that is, he is forced to take on a wife - one who fights him at every turn. TW: Contains violence, assault, depression, and covers the topic of suicide. COMPLETED / BEING EDITED

After a very public break-up between the university's 'it' couple, all eyes are on the heartbroken Quarterback, Caleb Briggs. His life had been laid out in front of him for as long as he can remember, and he is ready for a change now that he has a taste of freedom. After one drunken night with a dream girl, he wakes up alone and is determined to find her. Little does he know, she doesn't want to be found. The last thing that Violet wants is to draw in extra attention. It's bad enough that she's the football coach's daughter, but to be dragged down in the gossip mill as The Rebound? Not on her life. When she breaks her father's one rule to keep away from his team and sleeps with the school's quarterback, she is prepared for the consequences. That doesn't mean that she isn't planning on running from them for as long as possible. 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜 This has now been moved to GoodNovel! I have left a sample up but the new published version on Good Novel is now 65% longer than the original one was! Please go check it out and support me! They are paying me for my writing and with everything going on in the world right now (and being a new mom), I couldn't turn down the opportunity to be paid for my work.

When Damon Carbone, the rightful heir to the Italian Mafia gets overthrown and betrayed by his own family, he is forced underground. He now lives his life in the shadows as the notorious assassin, Il Mietitore, gaining the skills necessary to take back his throne. He devises a scheme to overthrow his cousin, Don Martino Mendoza, and get the revenge he's been craving for the past five years. But in order to accomplish that, he requires the help of a mysterious Femme Fatale. A Femme Fatale with a hidden past and her own agenda in mind.

Deadly assassins Allegra and Ace have been trying in vain to kill each other for years. With a mutual enemy threatening their mafias, they find themselves in an unexpected alliance, and soon discover killing each other isn't the only temptation they need to resist... ****** Allegra Grey is poised to be the next great American mafia leader, and she's more than living up to the name. A skilled assassin, there's only one target who's ever gotten away from her-suave, sinfully handsome Ace De Luca, heir to the Italian mafia and the Greys' biggest rival. When both mafias are faced with a dangerous threat, they're forced to work together to protect their families, and unexpected sparks fly. Allegra definitely isn't one to sleep with the enemy, especially an arrogant womanizer like Ace. But there's an undeniable electricity between them and Allegra's not sure it's all hatred. Ace may be bad news, but Allegra's never been afraid of a little danger. As the fire they're playing with grows to a scorching blaze, one thing is clear: trying to kill each other may have been difficult, but resisting this intense chemistry will be impossible. [[Word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Cover designed by Regina Dionela Content/trigger warning: Contains mature themes, violence and gore

"Babe, what are you doing?" I ask him as he stares at me. His intense stare was so very intimidating and frightening that it made me feel a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. Fear. He stands up and walks over to me, pinning me against the counter of the kitchen between his arms. He stares into my eyes as he moves his head towards my neck and I gulped, in fear. I hear him smell my neck then he moves his head back up. His glare became so much worse that anger was in the mix, I began to tremble. "Who were you with?" ~~~~~~~~ WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT, BLOOD, VIOLENCE, USE OF DRUGS, AND MANY OTHER DISTURBING CONTENT!!!! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!!! ~~~~~~~~ Also the wonderful person that made this cover was not me because I suck at covers. But it was the amazing and gorgeous Lu @jimingguks . Please go read her story "Fuck Buddy" (soooo good) and her other story "Homophobic" (relate to on so many levels and it's hilarious). Love you girl!

No emotions. No fears. Fulfill the mission. That is the code Annabelle lives by. She has no life, no friends, no family. What she does have is the ability to defuse a bomb in under a minute, to hit a target moving over 100 miles per hour, to take out her opponent using martial arts skills. She is a weapon of mass destruction and she is about embark on her most dangerous mission yet. The NPA tasked her with protecting the son of the French Prime minister, a carefree boy whose only wish is to become a spy. She soon finds out however that this mission holds more secrets than she cared to know, secrets that will change her life forever.

I rested my hands behind my head as I eyed the girl in front of me. She was older, taller and had longer legs. She was pretty, and her hair was really straight. I hated her. "So i've been having staring contests with my cat since I was five, if you want to keep at this, i'm all for it but you're going down." I smiled slyly at her. "You are not in a position to joke." The girl snapped. "Honestly, i'm flattered I rattled the boys enough to call in a little girl for help." I ran my tongue along my teeth as I smiled. "I'm not sure how flattered you'll be when I break your face." I took a step towards her, the smile drowning from my lips. "Now do you want to let him go now, or after I set this place on fire?" The girl grinned slowly, looking around the room, her eyes landing on a small boxing ring. "How about a deal, squirt?" The sequel of Assassinating the Bulletproof Boyscouts, A month after Titania disappeared from the life of BTS, they are still easily running the streets of Seoul. Their reputation has only gone up thanks to the three assassins, and caught the eyes of some power hungry underdog street gangs. Some more desperate then others to make a name for themselves. And if that means taking one the Bulletproof members for their own, then so be it. Getting on the bad side of BTS is like walking into a burning building. Kidnapping the boyfriend of the killer Hyena, well, You just stepped in front of a nuclear weapon.

Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation This book is a ROMANCE, no matter how terrifying it may look at first. *** DESCRIPTION *** "I'll fucking slit your throat, you lying cunt. I don't have to burn you alive, I'll murder you with my own bare hands. I'll enjoy it, too. Laugh my ass off while you drown in your own blood, you're worthless and pathetic." He spat, his body shaking with uncontrollable rage. I felt my windpipes being crushed, tears welded in my eyes as I choked. I gasped for air, "well...someone d-didn't eat breakfast this morning. You're just Cuckoo for Coco P-Puffs." His massive hands tightened around my throat, shaking my body violently as his knuckles turned white with force, his beautiful face turned completely sinister with anger. Black spots darted in my vision, consuming my sight as they grew. My head started to feel light and airy as I began choking to death. His voice shook with rage, "What. Are. You." He seethed. His red eyes wide with fury. "I'm Batman." I choked, as I blacked out. *** 18 years ago, a baby girl was born, but she was born frail and weak. Her bones were delicate, and her heart could not beat on its own. The doctors told the mother that she would surely die within hours of her birth. Her mother prayed for something, anything to save her baby. The Devil answered. He saved her baby, and granted her the favor of life. With the mark of the Devil himself, branded into the smooth flesh of her skin. She had been claimed by the Devil, her fate sealed by the scar. But everyone knows... The Devil always comes to collect. ***

Transmigrating into a cannon fodder villain from her favourite novel, Cecil Lan, our heroine decides to change her entire fate. Her only goal was to prevent her precious protagonist from meeting the miserable ending, and to help him live happily ever after with the main female lead. It was all going well until...the protagonist falls in love with Cecil Lan instead, including all of his other fifty soul fragments scattered throughout the world. ------ [ Congratulations! You have unlocked the rarest achievement "Steal the Role of the Female Lead"! Celebrate and rejoice, Cecil Lan! ] Cecil: "..." Cecil: "...that's not how it's supposed to work! What about my OTP?!" [ Congratulations! You and the protagonist are the OTP of the novel now! Celebrate and rejoice, Cecil Lan! ] Cecil: "......" ------ M18 due to the mild use of profanities, mild gory scenes in the later chapters. This story also features a mentally unstable male lead, both possessive and obsessive. This is my own story, not a translated book. Started: Jan 6, 2020 Ended: May 28, 2021 (1 - 187)

*Rule #1 Don't stare. It's rude and suspicious. *Rule #2 Don't look them in the eyes. It can sometimes be seen as a challenge. *Rule #3 Always remember that they're practically animals. *Rule #4 (By far the most important rule) Never ever forget your wrap at home. Four simple rules. That's all I have to follow. With those four rules I'm seen as just "one of the guys". Which is fine by me. After all, playing Division 1 Mens Hockey at the college level is hard enough, but being a girl on that level? It's unheard of. So if wearing baggy clothing and befriending the medical staff keeps me known as a "guy" then so be it. Eventually though its not enough. Boys are practically hounds, they can smell girls. And all it takes is one slip up and the whole team will know I'm a girl. But maybe everyone knowing won't be such a bad thing. After all, hockey boys are pretty hot. Well some of them. It doesn't help that my body seems determined to end my hockey career too. Everything used to be so quiet and simple, but lately everything is so complicated. Oh boy. I just want to play hockey. ~~~~~~ Warning: This book contains lots of swearing. Some of the content may also be triggering. This book contains themes of Abuse, Trauma, Sexual Assault, and Depression. Read with Caution. There may also be a few steamy scenes. This is a Reverse Harem Romance