*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

"Use your words doll I want to hear that sweet voice of yours" He said gripping my jaw even more tightly. I was sure that this will leave marks on my face. "Yeah... I understand..." "And what do you exactly understand doll. We wanna hear don't we" He said while turning and looking at his friends who nodded agreeing to Blake like the puppets they were. "I...I won't..talk...to..him" "Good girl " He said letting go my jaw and kissing my forehead. This guy was so sick Caution: self harm | abusive words |

Dakota is just like every other 17 year old high school senior. Or that's what everyone thinks. Everyone sees Dakota as this funny, sarcastic, and caring girl. What people don't see is how much she is truly suffering inside. People don't know that the smile she always wears is completely fake. They don't know what's really going on at home. They don't see the bruises she has to cover up every morning. They don't see her having to step up to take care of her two younger siblings. She puts on a fake smile as soon as she walks through the school doors and slowly builds her walls up higher as each day goes on. She thinks no one will ever see past her facade...that is, until three new bad boys come strolling into town taking an automatic interest in Dakota. And one certain bad boy can read her like an open book. Will Dakota eventually let these three bad boys in? Or will she keep everything in until she finally reaches her breaking point? Warning: explicit language, violence, sexual assault, abuse, and sexual content ---------------------------- Highest Rankings: #1 Past #1 Underground #1 Abuse #1 Broken #1 Fighter #2 Boxer #1 hurt #2 sad

WICKED GAMES © ™ 2020 When asked to complete a favour in exchange for what could be the breakthrough of her career, small-time actress, Dawn Montgomery, finds herself agreeing with no complaints. Little did she know she was walking straight into the den of the untouchable Italian billionaire, Raphael De Luca. Alongside their lives being intertwined in ways Dawn could not have imagined in her wild dreams she must deal with her ever-growing infatuation with him. Minor issue: Dawn soon uncovers the fact that not everything is as it seems when Raphael's multi-billion dollar company turns out to be a front for one of the largest mafia organizations in the world. Who knew that attending one prestigious charity gala as Italian billionaire Raphael De Luca's date would throw her directly into the hands of the mafia.

"I won't touch you until you tell me what you want. What do you want me to do to you Stella?" His grey eyes swimming with adoration as he slowly rolls up his white buttoned sleeves. Finally finding confidence in myself, I reach behind slowly unzipping my dress. He doesn't break eye contact with me as my dress suddenly slips down my body pooling at me feet. "Unravel me." UNRAVEL : to become undone ; to solve someone/something ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At the end of a brutal freshman year Stella Bourne was shipped off to boarding school. Now, 4 years later Stella has finally retuned to her hometown with a new look. However the marks left on her body and crude words in her head remain undefeated. That's until she meets Adonis. Lincoln Rockwell has a face and body that can make any girl squeeze her legs a little tighter after seeing him. At 24, he has the world at his feet. The fame, money, and girls seem endless but the playboy still feels like he's missing something in his life. What happens when his missing puzzle piece comes in the form of his best friends younger sister. Will they be able to let each other in and heal as one? Or are they just broken pieces that aren't the right fit.

"Let me go!" "Are you kidding me?" He laughed. "You landed me in this mess and made me suffer a setback for the first time in years! I won't let you go free even if your father begs to me on his knees." "I'm sorry, I'll do as you say! Please, let me go!" "No. You wanted freedom from your father's shadow, right? Fine. I no longer care who he is or what I want from him. But you, I will never let you go free. I will make you suffer for everything you did." . For the Thakkar family, there is no gray. It's either black or white. Or is it? (ROMANTIC DRAMA, in a criminal setting.) . With a complicated family history, the Thakkar siblings have done the best they could to survive. Love is a foreign concept to them. All they have been trained to do is follow orders and do what's best for their family. Darkness. Love. Passion. Hate. Faith. Betrayal. Vengeance. Acceptance. They have stayed in the same environment for so long that they have forgotten what change feels like. And when it comes in the form of love, shattering their resolves, it makes them cower and they lash back. Four siblings. Business, mafia, politics and struggle. Follow them in a slow burn story revolving around love, family and ambitions. They never met their match. But this time around they did. And to their dismay, they're here to stay.

**Wattpad Featured** "Unlike you, he is a gentleman who respects me." It was so low that he almost missed it. He wished he had, though. He turned to her with a sly smirk, flicking his eyebrows. "Is that so?" When the only thing she did was stare at him sheepishly, he nodded to himself. His features brightened. "Does a gentleman like him get to kiss you like I do?" he whispered, getting too close for her comfort. Before reacting was even a thought, he grabbed her chin and forced his way on her lips. *** Florence Chaneli is a young belle originating from Greece. She is the epitome of grace and innocence. But appearances can be deceiving; she is quite feisty, intelligent and is not afraid to get in trouble. She came to America in hopes to settle the paperwork concerning a house that was past, from a distant relative, down to her. Thinking she could handle it herself, she left her home country without her family. However, after an unfortunate turn of events she is forced to give shelter to a guy she doesn't even know. To make matters worse, unbeknownst to her, this young man just so happens to be one of the most wanted, one of the most dangerous criminals America had ever had the misfortune of knowing. What could go wrong? Well... Everything..... Jason Noveli had finally, after years of hard work, managed to raise his name. He had made his own deals, he had killed people to ensure their silence and he would kill many more on his way to success. However, he's been reconsidering his purpose lately. What does he seek from this life? The question remains the same... It was supposed to be a routine pick up, until all hell broke loose... His most trusted man got murdered, he got deceived, he didn't receive his money and he got shot. He was sure it would be the end until... The unexpected happened... -mature content- This book is Copyrighted. You may not copy or reproduce it in any way.

⚠️Okay besties, im rewriting this book. yes you read that correctly. I know im not even done with it yet but it honestly sucks and I dont want crappy writing for my book yunno? so like basically im making better names, better plot line fo sho, better action and better romance. Ya hear me? so sorry for making y'all wait so long but I dont wanna make y'all read a stupid book. so the plan is that ill write The Whole book, edit, and then once im done then ill post a chapter every now and then ok love y'all byeee⚠️ Ivory Blake. Otherwise known as Ivy. She's your typical sarcastic funny badass girl, but she's had a hard life, but she's learned to cope with running a small mafia organization. Lev Stas. The leader of one of the most feared mafia groups in the world, but no one knows his name because before today he was not known to the world. He is mysterious cold and very unforgiving. ... The woods we're about 10 feet away when I was tackled to the ground. I was on my stomach and flipped myself to my back. The person had no weapons pulled out so I fought best as I could, punch after punch after punch. They got me right in the nose but I still managed to get out from under them somehow. I kept running, there were more people now herding around my until I was surrounded. Turning in a circle I checked for any weak points, there were none. Every single gun was pointed at me. "Well you thought you could get away." I heard the same familiar deep voice. I whipped around, pulling my hands up to my guard. I wasn't about to go down without a fight. Anyways... enough of that before I give too much away, Ik I suck at writing descriptions on books but just bare with me. please enjoy and please remember that this is all from my imagination so please do NOT copy this claiming it as yours. thanks again! Top Ranking ever: #2 in drug [5.5.2022] #1 in Mafiagirl [7.23.2022]

"What is your name?" I asked, staring into her doe-like eyes. Almost immediately her face twisted in horror. Her eyes switched back and forth frantically like an exit would suddenly appear out of thin air. The sides of her lips turned downward like it was taking everything in her not to burst into a sob. Sure, she was scared--that much was expected-- but I could see the anger. I could see she was furious with me. Interesting. I thought to myself. As much as I wanted to explore how far I could push her until she retaliated; time was of the essence right now. I was staring at an unrecognizable girl. A mistake like this will get a lot of people killed. "I asked you a fucking question, didn't I? I don't like repeating myself." I growled as I grabbed her small face in my hand, making her eye shut in pain. "Harley. Harley Anderson," she spat softly like an angered kitten. Harley. I let her name roll over my tongue for a while. Every second that passed made my vision go black with anger. I looked away from her face before releasing the hold I had on her. I felt my jaw clench in anger and my fist flex in readiness as I stared off in the distance, trying to control my anger from making me lash out. However, I couldn't control myself. She is the wrong girl. We have the wrong girl. ------------ Harley Anderson was an average girl with an almost too simple life before being taken by the biggest cartel in New Mexico right in front of her best friend, Avery. Xander Sanchez, the leader of the Riot cartel has nothing else on his agenda besides making his ex-business partner pay for his wrongdoings. What happens when Avery is the center of the operation, but it all goes wrong, and now Harley finds herself in a situation she never dreamed of? What happens when Harley is taken and forced to work under the boss? Will Harley be able to survive working under this ruthless man? What happens when the boss finds himself falling for the girl he least expected to capture his heart?