You'd think it's impossible for a mafioso to fall head over heels for anyone. Luca was never one to feel such strong emotions. Not even his parents had his heart. How did Cody, a Sicilian man end up winning his heart? 18+ CONTENT.

(Previously was discontinued, Back to updating though.) A boy who thought he lost his soulmates chooses to lead a life that is. . . not the best, Maybe his soulmates can fix that. . . !Warnings!: This story contains: Gay: So fuck off with any hate 'bout gays Swears: Neither me nor my characters can stop having potty mouths Poly relationships: . . . Again, If you don't like this that's okay but don't read this then That's about it

Andy realizes the hard way that he's too pretty for prison. Unfortunately he's already caught the eye of the most dangerous inmate in Third Block. Warning: Dark Romance, Obsession, Prison

Typical 'Lost Mafia Sister', but this time as a boy. Main character is Ace, 16 years old, lives in foster homes, and with the typical abuse. But he never gives up and keeps on pushing through. He fights the abusers, and thats why he bounces around in foster homes. But by a lucky mistake, he gets sent to the police station after a nasty fight with his foster guardian. And that's when they decide to take DNA test and find out he has 6 older brothers from Italy. (THIS IS MY FIRST STORY AND ABSOLUTE SHIT, BUT I JUST WANTED TO WRITE THIS KIND, SINCE THERE'RE NOT MANY AS A 'LOST BROTHER' INSTEAD OF SISTER. ALSO ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE HEHE)

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"

Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.

A 25 year old, finally manages to escape his hauntingly abusive life at home and settles down in a small one bedroom apartment which he buys from the money that his mom left him. With all the money spent on the apartment, now he has find a job to keep his life going. So he starts finding a job and lands into a most suitable job for himself- Assistant to the CEO triplets. Well he is actually overqualified, but settles down for an assistant post which catches the attention of the triplets. What will happen next? P.S. The triplets don't just do business but are also involved in some mafia shit. Will the boy live a life of peace and comfort or will he again be dragged into the world of abuse and pain?

【INCLUDES MATURE SCENES, READ AT OWN RISK】 Sex worker and escort, Milan O'Dair, knows all about rich people. He knows they're arrogant and extravagant and the men stink of cigars, while the women adorn themselves in the rarest of diamonds. They laugh at the poor, mock the needy and love to use him like a toy; fun for the time being but then easily forgotten. But that was the job, and at the end of the day rich people liked to flaunt their wealth to anyone who would pay attention, so they paid a lot for his services meaning the money was good and exactly what he needed. No one said it was easy to get by in the world, so if it took a bit of pain and tears then Milan was just going to have to tough it out. Besides, soon enough he would become a world famous painter, he was sure of it, he just needed to keep creating. And when living in a city like London and being very much estranged from his family, while also needing to afford expensive paints and canvases, so he didn't lose the only thing in his life that gave him any passion or meaning, money was a necessity and it helped to have it in excess. Then one day, Milan meets a mysterious man, at a gala dinner, who tips his world upside down. A God among mere mortals, who exudes such beauty that neither man, nor woman, nor other can resist his charms, a specimen like none other. No one knows anything about him, but that he is rich beyond belief and that you must never cross him. He is power, he is strength, and he is wealth. He is Valencio Osiris. ~~~~~~~~~ 'He looked like a lamb caught amongst wolves, but there was a fire in my little lamb's eyes, like he wouldn't allow himself to get eaten and I decided I just had to see if I could get a small bite.' ~~~~~~~~~ T R I G G E R W A R N I N G S: - mentions of sexual assault and trauma ~~~~~~~~

Ace was just a 17 year old boy. Abused and neglected, beaten almost every day and received no comfort attention whatsoever. Soon was kicked out and lived off alcohol and drugs. Was on the verge of ending his life. Until one day, He met Axel. And he saved him. All of my books are written by me!

Ever since the day I sent Max home from work because I thought he was slacking, only to find out he was suffering from a migraine, I've been unable to stay away from him. He's sweet, a little shy, and he's so eager to please. When we're in a meeting together and he fails to tell me he's suffering from yet another migraine and almost passes out from the pain, our whirlwind romance begins. I want to take care of him as badly as I need to take my next breath. But Max is hiding a lot of secrets--dangerous secrets. He's in desperate need of protection. And my obsession with him makes me the perfect man for the job.