Not Edited Completed as of July 23rd, 2018 12:48a.m "Marry me." "Excuse me? I'm sorry, I must have heard you wrong, say that again." "I said, marry me." "No." "It wasn't a question." *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* A one-night stand that would never be forgotten. She slept with a billionaire. Only Jessica didn't know it at the time, another thing she didn't know is that as she left that penthouse suite, she would be carrying the heir to a multi-billion dollar company. _~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~_ Billionaire Baby Daddy by CWrites1 All Rights Reserved 2015

Abused. Tortured. Forced. Who would have known that she is worth a million dollars? Elia Dominic Morello, an experienced killer and also professionally known as someone who is in the Mafia. His dark stormy eyes have seen violence, his tanned rough hands have done violence and his perky full lips have said threats of death. He had gone through pain . . . suffering and all the possibility of making him stronger. All he ever did was for the sake of his family and his loved ones. His selfishness was to keep them safe without having to deal with the possibility of dying, with each passing day but it all changed when he found the ONE. Rose, beautiful yet prickly. She was like roses, indeed. But, she was also the woman he'd risk his entire life for . . . no matter the circumstances.

"What do you mean I'm stuck with the seven deadly sins? I'm a saint!" "You've been about seven minutes in hell and have managed to insult eight people already, Jasmina." "Fuck off, wannabe Satan."

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

Violet Maddox is the daughter of the leader of the largest American mafia in the country. Although she knows her father is a cruel man outside of their home, she has never seen that side of him. Talon Maddox has put all of his effort into preserving his daughters innocence, even in the midst of his criminal activity. Even though she's nineteen, Talon insists that someone stays to look after her when he goes on business. Enter Niklaus. Niklaus Hale is the son of the leader of the biggest Italian mafia in the U.S.. Taught at a young age that violence is key, Niklaus has grown into a man who has a hot temper and an iron fist. When assigned to watch over the daughter of an ally, he reluctantly accepts to keep the peace. What happens when tempers flare, boundaries are tested, and an innocent girl has a smart mouth? Read to find out in | My Mafia Babysitter | *Mature language & themes*

She wore smiles. He wore a mask. She held conversation. He held threats. She handles magazine covers. He handles guns. Alessa, an occupied model comes into a fatal collision with the Mafia Leader Angelo Dimitri. His cold demeanour and concrete mask enough to fool anyone who didn't take a second glance. But when the two from opposite worlds collide by mistake, secrets are revealed and truths are spilt .But can Alessa break down the his hardened Mafia walls to find the love in Angelo's heart that he thought he had lost long ago... ( WARNING: Not Edited- Undergoing Editing of mistakes)

Alexis Young is a simple and easy going woman. She is fresh out of college and she just opened a small bakery. She was doing great, she is quick to love and her baked goods always brought her costumers back. One late night, she just locked the bakery and headed home when she heard a noise in the back alley. Worried, that someone needs help, she walked into it, only to witness a murder. But it was not just a murder, it was a mafia murder. Young new mafia boss, Luciano Moretti, murdered a man that own him money. Alexis couldn't believe her eyes and it was just her luck, that the big bad mafia man saw her and took her with him. WARNING: This has been written by a much younger self in about a month for Camp Nanowrimo, so it is still full of grammar errors and awkward sentences. I haven't gotten around to actually editing it and i probably never will... so ignore the "reviewed and edited" chapters, because they do not really exist. They all have mistakes, so there is really no need for you to warn me about them. I hope you enjoy the story anyway.

"What do you want from me?" I asked the masculine figure in front of me. I couldn't see him through the shadow that seemed to enveloped him, the only things I could only make out were his shining, blood red eyes. Venomous, terrifying, blood red eyes. "You don't know what I want?" He breathes softly against my ear, sending electric shivers through my body. "N-no," I stammered. My voice shaky, my hands sweaty. My brain screamed at me, warning me of the stranger in front of me. Telling me to run, to fight, to scream. Something. He chuckled softly, his horrifying eyes twinkling with amusement of something unknown. "I want you, and what I want, I get." And with that, he bit me. --- Book 1 of the Scarlet Dreams Triology Cover by: @deviation In editing process: by RoyallyImagining

"Who is he?" I ask Debra- the first friend I've made on my very first day here at St. Alexander high. "He seems like such a jerk" "Yeah, that's Tyler Cavelli" she replied "The typical high school rich popular hot boy, the one who thinks he's all that because all the girls want to be with him. You probably know his kind- the cliché highschool bad boy" "No I really don't know " I told her "Its actually my first time in highschool- my first time at any school" "Are you serious!? You've been homeschooled all your life?" Debra asked in surprise. "Yeah" I nodded. "Wow, I can't even imagine that" Debra responded shaking her head "Anyway that's Tyler and the one with the long hair is Lucan" "He's cute" I said to her. "Yeah he is, in fact the all of them that hang out together are hot, but they're all jerks; especially Tyler and Lucan... Their parents are business partners and friends so you know they are also good friends too but..." *****Brrriiinnnggg....**** "I'll tell you more about them on our way to class" Debra said hooking her arms with mine "Come on" CLEANERS- the name sounds dirty right? Well that's because it is. A cleaner is one whose job is to get rid of the mess right- they obviously clean something or maybe... someone? When there is a society that is practically run by crime with high scale criminal groups and prominent business men are often the ones behind it, what better way to try and get rid of these high level of 'criminals' than raising a set of unfortunate and underprivileged individuals as trained 'cleaners' to get rid of them. Fight fire with fire right? Use a thief to catch a thief? Reel them in with baits? Put these cleaner in important government jobs as covers for example the police officers?