When Adalina is forced to marry the heir to Sicily's largest mafia, she's thrown into a tangled web of greed while navigating an electric attraction to her new husband. ***** Adalina Romano is tired of being manipulated by the men in her life. After her greedy uncle drags her halfway across the world to barter her in a deal between him and the heir to Sicily's largest mafia, the Cosa Nostra, she finds herself married to a man who makes her uncle look like a saint. She shouldn't be attracted to Vincent Salvatore, but Adalina cannot avoid his unforgiving stare nor deny the electrical charge she feels whenever they touch. Vincent sees Adalina as an obstacle in his fight for power, but soon has no choice but to keep her safe when they're caught in a war of dominance and greed. As Vincent's walls begin to slip, Adalina discovers a spark of light in his darkness, and once she's had a taste, she only wants more. When their spark turns into a fire, protecting Adalina amid one of the biggest mafia deals of Vincent's life means going against everything he's ever known, consequences be damned. Content Warning: contains violence and mature themes.

"I swear to you Y/n...when I grow up I'm gonna steal your heart and marry you!"The small thief says - This is a story of the girl rumored to be the deadliest and prettiest sin of them all. Her life is twisted and filled with pain but she meets someone who makes it worth living. 1 in #meliodas 1 in #sevendeadlysins 1 in #Ban

// LONG TIME, NO SEE: Levi x Reader, Modern!AU // We met in the orphanage. You looked so unapproachable, so rude. But, as all stories go, it wasn't as it seemed. We became quick friends. Best friends, even, though you wouldn't ever admit it. But we both knew it. And even though you always looked angry and you hardly ever smiled... Everything was great. We were fine. We were alive, we were wanted, and we were happy. But you were adopted, and I was left on my own. You left me all by myself. You promised me something the day you left. You promised me that we'd find each other again. This time though, it'd be on the outside of the fence we weren't ever allowed out of. I miss you already. It's been a while since I've heard your voice. Do you still remember mine? Do you remember my name? Someone mentioned your name. Maybe it was only someone who shares your name, but maybe, just maybe, it's you. But... do you even still consider us friends? Am I still someone to you? Levi... we finally found each other again. It sure has been a long time, hasn't it? // DETAILS: // Welcome to LTNS! This modern AU sets the scene in an orphanage. Originally written in 2015 when I was in middle school, it was reworked to better represent who I am as a writer. If you've read it before, I'd love for you to read the updated version, but the original sits at the latter half of this book - it is completely untouched, and it is the exact same as it was when I originally wrote it for those who would like to read that version. This story is tagged as mature for its language and for mentions of blood, scars, nonconsensual touching, etc., so beware if any of these are triggering to you. There is also sexual content in the story. This story's MC (Y/n) will be female with she/her pronouns.

Y/n was sent to live with the Zoldycks as a child after Silva and her father arranged for her and illumi to be married. But can the cold blooded killers fall in love or will hisoka sweep y/n away with his sinister charm? *warning* will contain lemons

[18+] [COMPLETED*] Hisoka x Reader During a hiatus from the chaotic life of a hunter, an old flame pops back into your life with a deadly proposal.....

Hinata and Kageyama kiss to try and prove a point to some bullies, but does this fake kiss actually ignite a spark that's been inside them ever since they met?

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

"Why does my heart race when I see you?"

It started in math class and ended in tears. Everyone is born with a soulmate. Only 2.3% of the world's population has been known to either not have a soulmate or die before coming of age to gain the drawings. No matter what age or resulting relationship, the two will always end up together.