Three words. Eight Letters. Two spaces. Something so small, but yet so powerful. A simple sentence that could mean so much. ------------ He was the boy everyone noticed. She was the girl that followed in the shadows. He was the person everybody was friends with. She was the girl who would rather spend her time with her books and do homework over anything else. Carter Russo was your typical jock at Lake View High. Being the captain of the football team, comes with it's perks. He sleeps with girls just like he changes clothes, always having a new one warm his bed every day. He was loved by everyone, his popularity only bursting his ego more than it needs to be. He doesn't like to be talked to for too long, or stared at to quick. He wants what he wants, and he also get's what he wants. His father is the boss of the Italian Mafia, having him being the next to lead. Carter doesn't like to be disrespected, or you will sure pay the price. Iris Peterson was just a girl. She never not over-thinked. Always worrying and putting other things before herself. She was noticed by many, but yet nobody approached the girl. She was as fragile as a flower, always having to be re-assured. She was the girl that noticed everything about everyone, reading them like a book at first glance. She would rather spend her time reading or studying for the exam than be out doing what normal teenagers were doing. She was alright with the fact of being alone, but would she like it to stay like that forever? What happens when Carter lays his eyes on Iris and tries to figure her out. Will popular and loner be a good mix in the end, or will it blow up in their faces, regretting ever thinking about the 'what if'. READ TO FIND OUT BAES<3 ------------ I didn't take any ideas from any other stories. I made this up on the way. Hope you all enjoy!

Translation: The Mafia's Angelic possession ✳✳✳ Bella Ramirez is most definitely not your typical bad ass. When her parents die, she along with her twin sister Stella moves in with their family friends. She's built walls around her heart but will a certain bad boy be able to crack them? Blake is an 18 year old Italian Don. The minute he sets his gaze on Bella he claims her as 'His'. He is cold, ruthless, arrogant and not to forget he has the looks of a Greek God. He only has a soft spot for his angel. ✳✳✳ "what the hell is wrong with you!" i yelled at this idiot. He growled and grabbed my waist bringing me closer to his body. "Every guy was staring at you like you a piece of meat my angel, I can't have that happening because your MINE Bella. " he pulled me even more closer to his body making my breath hitch. "I'm nobody's property and I belong to no one but myself just to make it clear to you honey." I said with a mean glare. ✴✴✴ copyright 2018© cover by:ykkhan555 🌹 All rights reserved © ykkhan555💣 ✳Starts out as cliché but it's not give it a try✳

Love. Betrayal. The Truth. After a horrific first 3 years at Kane View Academy, Rhea Lawrence wants nothing more than to finish her senior year with no problems or setbacks. She is done with the lies and trauma Kane View holds. But when the year takes a dangerous turn with a ruthless King who is set on breaking Rhea, everything changes. After a terrible tragedy struck the King's household the youngest King finally has the chance to inflict the same pain he felt at such a young age. He is ready to cause chaos, destroy the people that hurt him, and let the disgusting truth out. Maddox King is a vicious, cruel bastard who feels no remorse for anything or anyone, ever. He came to Kane View with one job and one job only. Maddox is determined to destroy Rhea even if it means faking what should and seems real. But Rhea is determined on not being the victim again. The real question is, who will break first? Because now, all bets are off and the truth will come out one way or another.

Dante Brown has met many challenges in his life, all of them crumbled beneath the ground he walked. He is arrogant, cunning and brooding. He's on top of the world, a CEO for one of the largest companies in New York City. Nothing was tearing him down. Until her. Amelia Rhodes had been dealt the worst in life. Facing many hardships and a rough past. With no family as a safety net and only the strength of believing in herself, she makes it. She's finally found a decent job and a half decent apartment in the big Apple. When one night forces these two complete opposites together, bound by a contract, both face an even bigger challenge. Hating someone as much as you are falling in love with them. Highest rankings: #1 in Fiction #1 in Arrogant #3 in Enemiestolovers #5 in NewAdult #8 in Chicklit

"All that has happened between us was a mistake!" Theo said boldly. This sentence was enough to break my heart, destroy my world and make me weak. I thought he loved me...

Aftertaste, noun Af·ter·taste : persistence of a sensation (as of flavor or an emotion) after the stimulating agent or experience has gone There was once a time she was running away from her life, from people, from everything and everyone; running as far as she could. Now, she's running towards it. She's running towards happiness. Towards love. Towards him. She got to experience a different life. With him. She got the taste of being with him. Now this is the aftertaste; the taste that lingers afterwards. This is what it's like to be loved by Sin.

R E C O N S T R U C T I N G "You are coming with me." He states sternly. "I'm not going anywhere until my parents come back." I spit back. He tries to grab me but I back away and slap him. That's when all h*ll broke loose! "Do you know who you just slapped!?!" He yells coming dangerously close to me. I back away and shrug. "Should I care?" He just laughs and grab my arm so that we would be chest to chest. "You just slapped a Mafia boss." WARNING: This book MAY be messed up but I'm trying it out! IN NEED OF EDITING RIGHT NOW!

"All you have to do is kill this man." He told me, sliding the picture of a man across the table to me. "I just have to kill him? Then you'll let my brother go?" I asked, staring at the picture before looking back up at the man. "You have my word. Kill this man and we'll give you back your brother." The man promised. I glanced down at the picture again, already feeling guilty. "What's his name?" "Stefano Colombo." The last thing Alaya Pierce thought would happen when she moved to New York to live with her brother was get involved with the Italian mafia. Unfortunately for her, her brother owed some money and, unable to pay his debt, got taken. Desperate to save her brother, Alaya made a deal with a mafia boss. She just didn't think it would put her on the radar of a mafia boss more powerful and terrifying than the first. **Updates on Wednesdays.** #1 - toughlove 9/19/2020

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"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.