And there I stood, with my mouth wide open, my hands shaking, and my legs frozen. My boss looks up from his victim that is laying dead at his feet before wiping his bloodied hands on his shirt. As he saunters over to me, with a devilish hint in his eyes, all I could think about was how freaking pissed I was for my own body betraying my mind when it told me to run. I take a deep breath and close my eyes as he reaches his red stained hands towards my face, knowing this could be my last moment on Earth. Bracing myself for death to happen upon me, I clench my eyes shut tighter and curse myself for not being more brave. You might be wondering how I've ended up in this situation. Well, it all started 6 months ago, when I met the gorgeous stranger who now is holding my fate in his hands....

"the world is yours."

(*Completed*) Diana Shade was just a strong, smart girl living with her foster parents and brother. She didn't know that soon she was going to be taken into a mafia because of who her parents were. And being in love with the future leader of the enemy mafia, didn't help. ▴▿▴▿▴▿▴▿▴▿▴ -NEEDS MAJOR EDITING- #720 in teenfiction #2 in assassin #8 in gangs #1 in womanpower #1 in Mafia Queen #1 in vixen #88 in youngadult #2 in weapons

Night and Day Book II Must be read in order! *** The contract of Bonnie Stewart and Zion Asher Dawsey® By signing this paper, the parties are obliged to follow, accept and respect the following points: · Zion Asher Dawsey is obliged to help with the process of getting Bonnie Stewart pregnant and provide with semen after (in case of) failed attempt. · Zion Asher Dawsey is not to be bothered with any updates on the child nor does he have to worry about child support. · Zion Asher Dawsey is not to demand to see the child in case of sudden urge. · Zion Asher Dawsey is not to speak of this contract with any other soul except Bonnie Stewart. · In case of breaking a rule, Zion Asher Dawsey is to face the consequences of having his secret exposed to society. · Bonnie Stewart is not to demand for child support in case of financial crisis. · Bonnie Stewart is not to update Zion Asher Dawsey about the child's life. · Bonnie Stewart is not to tell any other soul of Zion Asher Dawsey's shared genes with her child. · Bonnie Stewart is not to expose Zion Asher Dawsey's secret, shall he finish his task successfully. · In case of breaking a rule, Bonnie Stewart is to face the consequences of having to live with it. *** Zion Dawsey and Bonnie Stewart haven't talked ever since finishing their business together. They knew the rules of their deal and hoped to never see each other again. But as soon as that business turned into an actual human being and was more and more shown in the news, another meeting of the two was unavoidable. Especially when it all got out of hand and Zion, as well as Bonnie and her child suddenly grazed every newspaper and magazine in Silverthorne. A great scandal was introduced to the world and their secret was revealed. Impossible to ignore the issue any longer, Zion and Bonnie reunite and take matters into their own hands. And before they know it, their search for justice becomes a secondary priority.

Bonnie Stewart is often described as the new biggest CEO of Silverthorne, which would be true if Zion Dawsey wouldn't still be the rightful owner of that title. The two fight for the throne like your typical business rivals, yet they have a big secret and a connection that takes the rivalry to a whole new level. Follow Bonnie as she tries to blackmail one of the- if not the most intelligent man of Silverthorne. **** The contract of Bonnie Stewart and Zion Asher Dawsey® By signing this paper, the parties are obliged to follow, accept and respect the following points: · Zion Asher Dawsey is obliged to help with the process of getting Bonnie Stewart pregnant and provide with semen after (in case of) failed attempt. · Zion Asher Dawsey is not to be bothered with any updates on the child nor does he have to worry about child support. · Zion Asher Dawsey is not to demand to see the child in case of sudden urge. · Zion Asher Dawsey is not to speak of this contract with any other soul except Bonnie Stewart. · In case of breaking a rule, Zion Asher Dawsey is to face the consequences of having his secret exposed to society. · Bonnie Stewart is not to demand for child support in case of financial crisis. · Bonnie Stewart is not to update Zion Asher Dawsey about the child's life. · Bonnie Stewart is not to tell any other soul of Zion Asher Dawsey's shared genes with her child. · Bonnie Stewart is not to expose Zion Asher Dawsey's secret, shall he finish his task successfully. · In case of breaking a rule, Bonnie Stewart is to face the consequences of having to live with it. Signature 1: .................. Signature 2: .................. ****

~"You don't know me." I snap. "Sure, I don't. We've only spent more than half of our lives together. But I don't know you. Like at all, I don't." He says sarcastically, making me stand up from my chair and stand in front of him with crossed arms. He keeps seated on my bed, looking just as angry as myself. I study his face for a really short second and internally groan. Puberty did really hit him good. ~ · Why would Hades think that after two years of not seeing Emma and not answering her calls, she would still be the same? How could he expect her to still be that weak little girl that depended on him? No, Emma has changed into somebody he has yet to discover. Two years ago, these two had their biggest fight. Best friends should get over it and move on, right? But what if there was no way they could talk it out, due to an unpleasant misunderstanding? Two years of not hearing shit from each other. Two years of being separated...and that after a bad argument. Both too stubborn to talk about it. But wouldn't it be so easy to finally sit down and talk? Even after what they did at Julie's first party of the new school year? I mean, they could still act like it didn't happen, since they have both been drunk. Yet they remember and decide it would be best to just avoid each other. Well, they seem to do a really bad job.

"You said you fucking Love me, Yeah?" He clutched my hair in his deadly tight gripped. "Then show me how fucking your damn glossy mother-fucking pink pussy lips craved for my attention when I wasn't at home" Ethan bellowed in my ears, his hot minty breath licked my earlobe before a pang of pleasure hit throughout my whole body. "I'm not a man whom you consider me to become, I'm an asshole. Heartless killer" He hissed "I won't kiss on your fucking forehead when I came back from work like any other fucking-happily-in-love-man" He dropped his hands down 'there' under my fully soaked panties and poked my cunt aggressively "I want you, sitting in a hallway, whilst waiting for my arrival, with spread legs and showing off your creamy pussy for me on full display" He caressed his wet fingers coated in my own thick cum on my lips. "And" He smiled sinisterly when his tough rough and giant hands cupped my round boobs tenderly, pinching yet circling my now wide awaken perky rose-pink nipples through his thumb "I want your boobs sagging and bowing down in respect when I return from work" He whispered Huskily... "GOT IT, my fucking slut?" He tucked loose strand behind my ear softly and left the room before throwing his earth-shattering wink on my way... --------------- Warning: This book is not what you have already read on wattpad, it will contain a lot of harsh languages, mature contents, abusive sex plots... Highly recommend for 18+ "ALL RIGHTS RESERVED"

"What happened to your eye?" He asks, I totally forgot. There's a little bruise next to my eye from when my mom got home last night. "Oh uhh...uhhh I-I fe-fell," I stutter. "You fell? How'd you fall?" He asks. "Well it's none your business," I say, he smirks. "Awww stutter girl can talk," He says, oh my gosh. I did talk without stuttering...that's the first. :://:://:://:://:://:://:://:://:://:://::/:://:://:://:://:://:://:://: Thalia Williams, a ordinary senior. She is abused at home. But too young and scared to leave. At school she's sweet, caring, a nerd, and of course she's bullied. But when Noah Parker, a gang leader, moves in the small town and goes to her school. Everything changes. #3 In Teen Fiction January 5, 2018

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. ***

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)