First story in the 'Mafia' series My hand lowered in horror. I had just hit him. I just fucking hit my "husband", the fucking mafia boss. He glared at me with a passion and I knew I was gonna die, wife or not. *•*•*•*• At the age of ten Emma Russo is chosen as the future wife for thirteen year old Nikolai Ivanov, the future Russian mafia leader, without each others say. So that the Italians and Russian's could unite. They've known each other their whole life but two years before Emma's eighteenth birthday they are forbidden to see each other for unknown reasons. But exactly one week after Emma's birthday they are to be wed. Nikolai is now cold and mean. Emma is still kind and stubborn. As soon as their wed, they immediately neglect each other but they have to stay married for both family's sake. This is, Mrs. And Mr. Mafia

Amanda decided to help her brother's bestfriend to stop his wedding and in order to do that she must act like a pregnant women. Though she manages to help him, she herself gets into a problem, a problem of falling in love with a Mafia leader named Xavier. Xavier Lucian believes that anything he sets his eyes on is his, and when he sees Amanda in a restaurant with four guys lets say he wanted her no matter what. But he didn't know that even god was planning their meeting. ~ All pictures belong to the rightful owners~

In the span of one night, Irina Petrova's world crumbled beneath her feet as she was first raped and then had to watch the man who violated her, kill a man she cared for deeply. It was the start of her own personal nightmare and a living hell she was positive she would never recover from, if not for him. Vigo Karyakin has lived most his life as a criminal, now holding the position as top lieutenant to Dmitri Volkov of the Russian Syndicate faction in New York. He has never believed in love or romantic relationships, until he see the stunning blonde dancer on the stage at The Dancer. When tragedy strikes and she falls victim to something that should never happen to any woman, he makes it his mission to bring the life back in her eyes and convince her to keep living a beautiful life, with or without him in it. Warning: Triggers

Lena Lenkov was born into the world of organized crime. The daughter of a high ranking captain of the Russian mob, all her life she's been surrounded by blood and violence. Her father always did his best to shield her from the harsh truths of his world, but it all becomes far too real the day she discovers her parents butchered bodies in their summerhome. Feeling lost and despaired, Lena can't seem to move on with her life until she finds the person responsible for her parents murder. The life she had been building for herself outside of the organization, is far from the world she steps into when she turns to the one man she trusts to help her seek justice, Dmitri Volkov, the most feared man in the Russian mob.

Shay McClanaghan never intended to get in the middle of a war between a Columbian drugcartel and the Irish mob, but when she becomes the sole witness to the murder of her uncle Shamus, a man heavily connected to Westies, she's suddenly in the thick of it all. With the men who murdered her uncle out to kill her to shut her up about their plans to create a war between other fractions of the cities underbelly, Shay finds herself going to Ian Grady, the head of the Irish mob, for protection. Terrified out of her mind that she's going to be killed and chopped into tiny pieces by a couple of vengeful columbian thugs, she's not prepared for the violent attraction she feels towards the man who's keeping her safe, and the possessive way he acts around her. As if she belongs to him, as if she's... his.

"Why are you back Mateo? I thought you-?" I stopped talking when his face glared towards me. "What? That I went back to Hell where I belong?" taking a slow step trapping me between his body and desk. "N-o. I just-" Grabbing my chin hard and bringing it up to look into his dark eyes, Mateo smirked. The dangerous smirk he would give when he was going to do something to hurt someone. Pressing his body on me I hissed from the position we were in. "You are hurting me." "Hurting you?" pulling away but not letting go of my chin. "Oh baby girl." cooing like he used too to antagonize me. Letting my chin go, he caressed my cheek with his fingertips sending chills down my body. The familiar sensation that I thought I would never miss. In a blink of an eye, Mateo had his strong hand behind my neck, my face now a few inches from his menacing one. "Mi Katia... you will know hurt very soon. I have years to make up for the hurt you gave me. I'm taking back what is mine... and this time, no one will stop me." Mateo Sanchez: Handsome, charming, dangerous and vengeful... Katia Solis: Everything he lost and came back to get...

"Tell me you want me, Eva." His breath fans my ear. His close proximity running havoc on my insides. "I-I don't know." Telling him the truth. My body wants him. Craves him. But he is dangerous. Everything my mother warned me about. "You don't know Eva? I think you do. You know you want me as desperately as I want you. I feel it every time I see you. Your eyes roam my body when you think I am not looking. Your skin flushes when I look back. Your breath hitches when I am near you, and I know you are soaking wet when you imagine my hands exploring every inch of your delicious body. The body I want to worship, adore and possess. So, tell me Eva. Do you want me?" His chest presses against my back, feeling the body heat he emits. I automatically take a step closer towards the elevator door. He is suffocating me... in a good and bad way. "Sin- I..." Still not able to find the words because I know for a fact that I want him. All of him. "Shh Eva. Let me show you how much you want me." Whispering in my ear while his hands lift the hem of my dress. The moan that escapes my lips let him know that every word he had just spoken is the truth. I want Sin Carmichael... and he is going to be my downfall. Copyright 2017 Nenerh1 DO NOT COPY STORY Cover by Kat-Nova

*Cover by @CailouDelaine* Layla Mendez has always been in love with her best friend Kiran Evans. Knowing each other since middle school they were inseparable until he left for a Doctor's Without Borders position right after his Medical Internship. Now, four years later, Kiran comes back to the States to give his long time best friend news...news that will shatter her heart forever. *I stood there trying to hold my tears in as I watch the man that I ever truly loved about to recite his vowels to another woman. How could I so naively believe that after all these years he would actually realize that he was in love with me? It was too late. I said my peace to him a few days ago and he was still marrying her. How could he NOT see that she was nothing but a fraud? "Kiran, do you take Amelia as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer for poor, in sickness and in health and in death do you part?" the Priest asked. Here it was, the moment that would seal our fates. I was truly loosing my best friend after today. Kiran gulped as he stared into Amelia's eyes but didn't say a word. His eyes lifted looking over her shoulder meeting my watery ones. Why would he look at me? Looking back at her he stuttered. "I...I..." "Kiran, answer the question." I hear the bitch say. I knew she was getting nervous with the possibility of him actually walking away. Sighing, he looks at me with sad eyes. The eyes that told me that he was 'sorry' for the decision he was about to make. "Amelia, I love you. You have made me happy for the past three years...I d-" Read to find out what Kiran decides and what Layla does after. Will she have her best friend back or loose him to another woman. A woman who isn't his match. All Rights Reserved so PLEASE DO NOT COPY.

I didn't have to turn to know that he was behind me. His dominant presence and aura always seemed to fill whatever room he was in, making everyone be in awe of him. I had to admit that the first time I saw him I was filled with amazement and curiosity... but curiosity killed the cat. A part of me wanted to continue running, even fake my own death to escape him and everything associated with his world. But the other part just wanted to give in and lose myself in him like I had so many months ago. From the moment his eyes fixated on me I knew... I could and will never escape him. His warm breath hit the top of my ear and I stood still like the prey that I was. His prey that he loved chasing. I was afraid that if I did move, he would pounce or bite me by my neck to hold me still like lions did in the wild... and he was the King of the wilderness. "Did you really think that you could run and I wouldn't find you my Angel?" his low voice sending chills down my spine. "Did I not tell you that I was a predator and you my prey? And I always catch my prey." trapping me in between his strong arms with his hands flat on the wall as he pressed his muscular body against mine. "You belong to me Leyla and now that I've found you... I will never ever let you. Over both our dead bodies." Mature Content. All Rights Reserved. PLEASE DO NOT COPY STORY. Cover by @Jettaframe Copyright ©2017