Book 1 James Bail is a drug lord. Didn't take shit from no one. He is collecting a dept. but the man has nothing but his daughter, so James takes her as collateral until the man can pay of his dept. Grim Santos (reaper), wild child with a mouth of a sailor. She likes to have fun, enjoy things in the moment no matter what the consequences are. She is a family person, she would do anything for her family. Mature language Sexual language A lot of cussing!

"He fell into despair and lost all hope... For who could ever love a beast?" -Beauty and The Beast ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• When Elle stumbled upon an ad for a stay in chef, she thought the universe had finally tipped in her favor. After graduating from culinary school, she wasn't sure what direction her life would go in... Until she met Stefan DeGramont. At first, he seemed like a cold hearted, presumptuous, egotistical asshole. As she grew to know him... Well... I guess you could add Mafia boss to the list. Now tangled in his crazy Mafia business, will something fragile like her heart, be on the line? Or maybe something more risky, like her life? Could all this be avoided If she can learn to love the man behind the beast... Before it's too late. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "A thorn defends the Rose. Harming only those that will steal the blossom." **PLEASE Beware: I wrote this a few years ago so the spelling errors are there, and some cringe moments are present. I'll accept all health invoices for any emotional and mental damage inflicted during this read xoxo

Deimos is his name, but I'd rather call him the Devil, because of how much he resembles Satan. Arrogant, rude, and insanely hot. The Devil was the perfect name for this man. Ignoring his hand, I nod at him in acknowledgment. "Mr. Themis, nice to finally meet you." I give him the coldest smile I can muster then turn to sit down in the empty chair. He just stands there, dragging the hand I denied to shake through his inky black locks, and following my every movement. "The pleasure's all mine, Ms. Vulcan." Hearing him direct his voice to me makes me visibly shiver, which I'm sure he noticed. His sharp jaw clenches as he watches me, his head tilted to an angle. He was pissed, and he had never looked hotter. This dinner was going to be loads of fucking fun.

{COMPLETED in MAFIA SERIES} <book 2> Love was dangerous especially for people who were dangerous themselves. Sometimes it wasn't fair whom you had to fall for but life decided so and maybe it just could not have been controlled. *** His eyes grew darker by the second, "One more word, and I'll kill you." He heaved. Panic settled at the bottom of my stomach, keeping to bubble up till I felt like I would suffocate. This wasn't supposed to happen, all of this, he should have never crossed my life! The feeling of suffocation increased when he took long intimidating steps towards me. I wasn't afraid of him, I was terrified. A hand caressed my cheek making my breath stop, he leaned down next to my ear, "Don't you dare do something like that again, tesoro or someone's going to suffer." *** Contains mature content such as strong language, violence etc. **Can be read as a stand-alone**

( under spell check and editing ) Aurora is a smart, feisty, strong 18 year old girl. She suffers from generalized anxiety disorder. She gets top grades and is an all round good student, but she has parts of herself that she struggles with. Archer is the 'bad boy'. He's a strong, fierce teenage boy. He's slightly aggressive and doesn't allow people to get to close, but the bad boys always have a soft spot. When these two people from completely different lives collide in the hallways, they start to notice things about each other and them selves that they never knew before. Will the fighter save the good girl, or will she save him? He's her Strength. She's his weakness. ****** Obviously All Rights Reserved. Some mature content. All photos used are not mine. I do thank and give credit to those who's photos they are.

Redhead, innocent and pure. The three words which best describe Skylar Gray. With her hidden secrets and fears, she is not living an easy life. Although, the last thing she wants is to drown into the world of darkness. So she keeps on moving forward from one day to another, always with a smile on her face. But the smile soon fades away when she meets a guy, who unlike her, already gave in to the world she is trying to avoid. He is making her life miserable while she is determined to figure out why does her heart beat a little faster when he is around.

Alayla Stavros has a good life. Amazing brother and sister-in-law? Check Co-Alcoholic best friend? Check Long-term boyfriend? Check Blooming business? Check Jeep? Check But what happens when her boyfriend turns out to be both physically and mentally abusive, causing her to end things? When she goes out to get over the relationship, and meets the sexiest piece of Russian ass to ever roam the earth, things might get more complicated than she thinks. Strength, resilience, tragedy, love, foul language, hot sex and lots of whiskey will tell her tale. - "You are strong, Alayla. Very feisty and full of fire, a war goddess as your name implies. Now, I have one question for said war goddess" he finished, a determined look in his eyes. "And what would the conqueror of the people want to ask me?" I replied, leaning my elbows on my spread legs, teasing him a bit. He smirked, eyes ablaze. Grabbing my arms lightly, he pulled me onto his lap. I was straddling him, his hands holding my face. Moving one hand to my waist, he started placing butterfly kisses on my neck all the way up to my ear. "How would you like to conquer a conqueror?" he whispered in my ear, pulling back to look me in the eye. I'm not sure if it was the way my body was pressed against his, the heat that was basically smoldering, or just the pure lust in his eyes. It could have been either or all of them, but it didn't matter. In a matter of seconds my lips were on his, my arms around his neck. Pulling away, we were both breathing heavily. I grabbed his hand, pulling him behind me after I grabbed my purse. "Follow me, zavoyevatel'. Let me show you what this goddess can do."

Sinner. That's what I was when I married Romeo Valentino Ferro La Montana. Hopeless. That's what I became when he promised me death. Shameful. Sacrificing myself to the enemy. And Addicted. As he slowly seeped into my veins. Have you ever felt threatened that someone was going to strip you of everything you were? Every last shred of faith and goodness? How many of you have felt like this on your wedding day? I was not raised like the rest of my brute mafia brothers. A different life had been in the making for me. Until my family could no longer with stand the ongoing war against the Montanas. The only way to suppress more bloodshed is to make a bond between families. As in marry the Russo's only daughter to the Montana's oldest son. A blood bond. There are expectations out of a marriage to the uprising Don. More like rules. 1. We must produce a son. 2. I had to be a virgin. 3. Cheating and misbehavior has consequences. 4. I would be sworn to omertà. 5. If I were ever to disobey omertà, death was promised. Maybe if Romeo hadn't had such a reputation, or if he weren't so unnecessarily cruel and bitter. Maybe if he were not a merciless murderer, maybe then, I could love him. All parts in Aurora's perspective written by wildflower44441

"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