"You came begging for a shield, sweetheart. You had a dead man's blood on your hands and a terrified child clutching your leg, and you thought you were just asking for sanctuary. You didn't know I've spent four years turning the Russian underworld into a slaughterhouse just to find the girl who smiled at me in a hallway. You want me to wipe out the cartel that hurt her? Done. I'll burn them to ash before the sun comes up. But the price is you. You think this diamond on your finger is a marriage? It's a cage. And I am never, ever opening the door." - Andrei Romanov --- To the Russian underworld, Andrei Romanov is the Devil-a ruthless, untouchable Don who commands the largest criminal syndicate in the country. To Angelina Smirnova, he was just a bleeding boy she bandaged in a school corridor four years ago. She forgot his face. He converted an empire into a search engine to find hers. Angelina is a gentle English teacher who has spent her life pouring her soul into the children at her orphanage. When nine-year-old Nika is brutally assaulted by a cartel heir, Angelina doesn't hesitate-she kills the monster and runs. Desperate, hunted, and out of options, she seeks out the only man powerful enough to keep the child safe. She thought she was asking a crime boss for a favor. She didn't know she was walking straight into the arms of a man whose obsession has no ceiling and no limit. Andrei agrees to protect the little girl, but his price is absolute: a marriage. Angelina thinks she sold her soul to a monster to save a child. She doesn't know that the Devil has been waiting four years to worship her, and he will burn the entire world down to ensure she never leaves his cage. _ Book 2 of the Addicted Series {Can be read as a standalone too}

Lyra Carter has always known two things about herself: She was born to teach little ones... And one day, she wants a family of her own. She just never expected the man who'd test every boundary she's ever set to be the father of one of her students. Beau Walker is a rugged, silver-streaked horse breaker with calloused hands and a heart held together by grit. Fresh out of a brutal divorce, he's trying-and failing-to raise his four-year-old son on his own. When Jett bonds instantly with his new daycare teacher, Beau does something he never though he'd have to do: He asks her for help. But the more time Lyra spends in Beau's home, the more she sees the man beneath the rough exterior. The devoted father. The protector. The temptation she should walk away from. And Beau? He wants her in ways he shouldn't. In ways he's afraid will ruin her future. In ways that awaken a dark, desperate desire he's never felt before- to claim her, keep her, and give her the one thing she's always wanted... Lines blur. Rules break. Hearts fall. And soon, the man she should have never wanted becomes the only one she can't live without.

*UNDER MAJOR EDITING* Book #1 of The Mafia Leaders Series Jules Salvatore knows what it means to be afraid. To run from trauma and pain. And she never wanted to feel that way again. So after two years of fight training, she's back and she's better than ever. Now when word gets out about her winning streak, Jules is recruited by a dangerous man in need of her skills. But when she accepts, she doesn't realize just how dangerous he is with not only his body, but his soul as well... Ace Montgomery was not someone you fucked around with. As the Mafia Leader, he was cold. Dangerous. Murderous. He had the power to take it all away and the power to give it back. He was untouchable...at least that's what they said. When the past comes back to haunt the present, Ace is forced to bring in some fresh new help. So imagine his surprise when the "help" is an experienced woman who frustrates, yet seduces, his every being. But, damn it all, he'd rather fight this attraction than submit to an independent woman like her. ⚠️Warning⚠️ This book was written when I was a freshman in High School. It is being rewritten and will hopefully be improved soon!

Taylani wasn't looking for love. She was looking for a sperm donor-nothing more, nothing less. No strings, no commitment, no man telling her how to raise her baby. Roman wasn't supposed to be that man. He was supposed to show up, donate, and disappear. But one look at her? And he never left. What started as a simple arrangement turned into sleepless nights, stolen kisses, soft mornings, and a family neither of them planned for. Now she's trying to protect her heart... while he's busy proving he already owns it. She asked for a baby. He gave her forever.

Editing -------- Highest Ranks- 1# Mafia 1#hostage 1#complete 1#good girl 1#italian 2#opposites 3#Mature 4#morallygrey Rosie has always been independent, caring, loyal, polite, but most of all, lonely. Growing up without a family she learnt the hard way that love was most of all, a fairytale, only found in worn books and illogical movies, but that never stopped her from feeling everything so deeply, daydreaming and romanticising a life that's never truly been hers. All she's ever wanted was a little bit of love. Will moving into the busy streets of Brooklyn to get away from the loneliness she's always felt and potentially find the boring love she wants so badly be the easiest choice she ever makes? Probably, and quite possibly...the worst... Now Rosie will learn the hard way that sometimes when a 6'4ft man with piercing green eyes, the mouth of a sailor and an obviously not so alluring demeanour tells you to walk the other way, just walk the other fucking way...

COMPLETE "Just how wet are you for me?" He rumbles in my ear. His hand dips into my underwear and I gasp at the sensation of his finger brushing against my clit. I grasp his shoulders, holding tight, as his finger lowers towards my entrance, feeling for the nectar that only he seems to be able to draw from my body. "You're soaked baby." He groans. I can no longer form words as his mouth latches onto my nipple. My stomach tightens feeling him caress my most intimate areas. ************* After a bitter divorce, a 30 year old man comes back home to live with his parents. They throw him a welcome home party , where he is instantly drawn to a young woman. Getting to know her only makes his attraction grow that much greater. He is determined to make her his even as her own heart wars with her head, pleading with her to not get involved with something that could lead to more heartbreak. Will their love prevail?

Fair warning. This book is all over the place and i don't have the time or energy to fix it. if there are dumb mistakes, just comment and i'll try to fix it when i can. ~~~ Rose Martinez & her best friend Maia go to a club one day. There, Rose meets Alessandro Bianchi. A cold, murderous and ruthless Mafia Don. But for some reason, he has a soft spot for Rose. A soft spot for... Rose. A girl he barely knows but seemingly wants to change it all for. Will he keep her safe? Is he really just a big scary mafia man? (This contains, awfully written, smut, some trigger warnings are put at the top of any part in the story that may need them, you have been warned!) Tbh this is one of my first ever stories so the plot is probably horrid and just awfully written so bear with me, or don't.... It's just a hot ass mess so- 40,824 words in total (minus announcements and the welcome) it moves fast. lol. ••• -Highest rankings- #1 in italian #1 in smexy #11 in mafia #9 in romance ✨😼😼😼

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.

Glowana Reyna Walker came back to New York, her home place when her mother specifically told her not to? But when has she ever listened to her mother? Glowana mostly known as Glow ignored her mother's wishes and ventured back to her home but in doing so she met someone who was certainly waiting at her front door. Raffaele Di Norcia the world's most ruthless mafia leader. ______________ Sneak Peek... GLOWANA "You're wet, Glow," he says. As if I don't know. I can't control my arousal. Everything about Raffaele turns me on. But I'd never admit it to him or myself. The way his sliver eyes always look at me as though they were undressing me, fully naked, fully bare. Some women found it disgusting when men do that and sure I did once but Raffaele was different. He was different from any man I've ever had or met. Besides kidnapping, he had made me cum. And to be honest no man I had ever made me cum like Raffaele had done. Hell, no man had even gone down on me. I didn't mind because sex wasn't much of a deal for me I was more into an emotional connection with someone. But the fact that Raffaele had changed that. Dammit, have I gone insane? Being attracted to a killer? Is that something I want? But quickly my thoughts came to a stop when Raffaele began massaging my clit. "Ahh, N-No," I moaned. The hand that held my hair tightly left it before brushing my dress up a little more revealing my back. The feeling of soft lips pressed against me made me shudder. "I'm considering if I should fuck you here and now, Glow," he rasped as his breath fanned my back. My throat parched at just the thought of Raffaele fucking me. It made me even wetter. "Would you like that?" he questioned gliding his finger between my wet folds. I'd hate to admit it but, dammit I would. _____________________ Cliche I know but who gives a frick?! WARNING MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT!!!!!

Variella was a curvy shy kind of a girl. She worked with her best friend, Morielle, at a strip joint as she was a waitress while Morielle was a stripper. One night, Variella is asked to go with her one month old boyfriend to a party his friend invited him and her to and though she isn't all for parties, he convinces her to go. Little does she know WHAT kind of a party he is taking her to until they enter the house. He ends up ditching her as she tries getting reception to call for an uber and makes it upstairs where nobody is at and ends up meeting the owner of the house, Darius DeLucca. The leader of a world known fearful gang and is said to show no mercy upon anyone, including women. One of his biggest things that gets to him is whenever people just barge in unannounced. What happens when she bursts through his door, running from someone trying to assault her, will she be in harms way or will he show mercy to her? Okay, so this might not sound interesting, but trust me, I'm sure you'll all like this one. :) Just like I mentioned in the one I posted a sneek peek to before this one, I will post here a chapter as a sneek peek and the rest will be posted within this week or next week. Either way, I will post on my message board when they are gonna start having more chapters posted. It might be in the next few days or so, never know. :);) Anywho, hope you give this a chance!! © Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved