All it took was one moment for everything to change. One moment and three dangerous men who emanated equal parts pleasure and pain. Following her father's disappearance, Madelyn Adams takes her travels to New York in pursuit of an unlikely yet desperately needed lead. However, when she soon finds herself witness to murder, everything becomes so much more complex. A "gunshot to the head" was what she relayed to responding officers, yet after a suspiciously brief investigation, results concluded not a single trace of evidence to support the committing of any crime, let alone one as messy as the casualty Madelyn described. No blood, no fingerprints. It was almost as though it never happened. Almost. If it weren't for the lingering memory of that low voice in her ear or the caress of his gloved hands on her body, she would've thought she'd hallucinated. Taken together, that should have been the most complicated part, but it wasn't. Instead, it was the three dangerous men who covered it up and caught interest in her in the process. ____ "I don't know how long it's going to take you to realize this sweetheart, but you belong to us." He says, yanking my head back so that his intense eyes meet mine. "You're ours to fuck, ours to love, and ours to claim in any way we want, isn't that right Madelyn?" "Mmm, yes Sir." "Well it seems to me like you need a reminder." He growls into my ear, before flipping my body to face him. "Now be a good girl and spread your legs. I want to taste what a needy little mess my words have made you." ____ Theirs to Claim is a full length, reverse harem novel with material that may be difficult for some readers. This book ends on a cliffhanger and is recommended for 18+.

Ranking 3 - Forced relationship 3 - Skeptic 6 - Age Gap 7 - Stalked Nights are not safe when the devils are out for hunting for their prey. One should know that they are not supposed to mess with the devils. They can be perilous. One is not supposed to steal from them, they don't forgive thieves. They don't allow you to mess with their brains, neither do they allow you to steal their heart. You did both, Desirée. And now its payback time. FEMALE PROTAGONIST Desirée, a 20-year-old orphan. Loving and caring by nature, which she missed in her tender age. A perfect combination of beauty with a golden heart. But her dreadful past leaves her scared and broken, turning her into a skeptical person. MALE PROTAGONISTS Demon & Romano, 29 years old called "The Devils in Disguise". Both filthy rich, elegant and audacious. Business Partners, more like sidekicks. Everything is common between them. The icing on the cake, both enamored by the same girl. Will they be able to impress her or will they take her anyway.

In the realm of guns, lies, deception and beasts, an angel was born "Damn it!" ---

"Then what will I get in return?" Darius closed onto her, his mouth near her ears as his palm held her both hands together stopping the angel from fleeting away like wind, she wanted to run away and he could see the mischievousness in her enchanting eyes. "I-" the girl pondered a bit and before she could form a sentence Darius handed her the ice-cream making her look at him in astonishment. "You? Yes that is all what I want." a small hiccup left the plump lips when she heard her predicament, she was still forming a sentence with that 'I' she did not meant her but.....its not a bad deal. "And you are not a crybaby....you are my pretty little Roe. Mine....do you understand that sweetheart?" Her mouth was gaped open before she gulped nodding frantically as if trying to convey her emotions so he doesn't miss on anything that she wanted to say. "Yes sir." She whispered at last. "Call me daddy." Darius froze when those words left his lips without any filter, he was going to take it back but the dark feral eyes that had carnal possessiveness incited the red haired angel who very slowly whispered. "Yes Daddy"

"Who is allowed to be your bully?"he whispered as if asking her to reveal a secret between both of them. "You are m-my bully?" Rose said more or less confirming the answer. She tilted her head slightly, a pout morphing on her face as she looked at the male who caused the world population to scatter away in fear. "And you have to do whatever I say." Rose scrunched her nose in confusion, knowing Ares since they were children. She had always known that she had to do a task if he commands her to, but why was he repeating this infront of the whole school? "Come here." he motioned the chocolate eyed girl closer to him, his hands gently smoothing down her blue skirt which was ruffled. "Bow down your head Rose." as soon as the girl tilted her head down, her jet black hair shining in sunlight as she adorably fiddled with the golden button on his coat, soft kisses rained down her head decorated in a braid. Gasps were heard all around. And it was the claim enough, declaring to the world that to whom the innocent girl belonged to ARES. Book 2 devil's vow Standalone **NO TOXIC RELATIONSHIP*

Top Rankings for Devon Blue: # 1 in Music # 2 in truelove # 2 in healing # 3 in mentalhealth I used to think us twins could feel each other's pain and that if something ever went wrong we would come to the rescue because that was our job. That's how we would play when we were younger. Twin telepathy maybe. Now I'm sure it didn't work that way because surely, he would have felt my pain the day I tried to kill myself. But he didn't. Were we even twins? Devon Blue grew up in sunny L.A. with her twin brother Chase. Once the new boy, Ryan Housley, moved next door her world was turned upside down facing relentless bullying, betrayal, and heart-wrenching consequences. After a cruel prank by her twin Chase and his friend Ryan, she leaves after spinning into a dark abyss until she jumps and her family sends her to a rehabilitation center in London. Three years later Devon Blue returns with healed wounds and a heart on the mend. However, her transformation both physically and characteristically is totally unexpected with her small suburbia L.A. town and the kids she grew up with especially her brother Chase. Can she heal the old wounds of her past?

EDITED Davina Romano is quite an exquisite woman. Being one of the most famous assassins in the underworld, she made her name by being absolutely ruthless in any way possible. She's been taught to be absolutely closed off, and to show little emotion. Lorenzo Rossi is one of the most notorious men in the mafia world. From his torture tactics , to his closed off personality, he's never experienced love before. The first time they met, it didn't end very well. What happens when they meet again? . (Stand Alone) Most impressive rankings: #1 out of 1000 in #forbiddenlove -01/28/22 #1 out of 1000 in #want -01/28/22 #3 out of 464 in #assassin -08/04/22

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Last year, Ella Grace was beaten half to death by her sister and her friends, while her brother watched. Her two siblings went onto a summer trip, leaving her behind. She took that time to change herself, to lose the weight, to clear the acne, to look "perfect" in her eyes. Blake Zane is the bad boy but he's not your typical bad boy, since he's also the captain of the football team and the bestfriend to the bestfriend to Ella's older brother. He's a bad influence yes, but he's had his eye on Ella for a while now. Now that Ella has completely changed, what's going to happen? Will Ella and Blake become that "typical cliche" couple? What's going to happen when her older siblings come back from their vacation and find out she tried to kill herself and that she's changed? ***NEEDS HEAVY EDITING*** ***FAST PACED*** #1 in Twins - August 26th, 2018 #5 in Teen - May 21st, 2019 #5 in Watty2018 - August 27th, 2018 #6 in Badboy - August 27th, 2018 #7 in Highschool - August 27th, 2018 Cover made by Haley Horror, thank you birdie.