TW: alcohol/drunkenness You, Spike, and the gang go out for drinks after collecting a rather large bounty. Whilst at the bar, Spike drinks more than he can handle, so you volunteer to drive him home. Then, Spike tells you a secret. Btw you have a crush on him ;) -au because you're included! -oneshot -spike x reader fluff -smut free Author's Note: -This isn't one of my favorites that I've written and is definitely not meant to be professional. Just for fun, so I hope you enjoy! -I wrote this with a female reader in mind; however, it's pretty interchangeable if you use your imagination a little bit -Edit on the cover is not mine, it was created by 忘怀 on Steam! -y/n = your name, just in case this is your first fanfic ;)

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.

----- In serious need of revision! ----- Wanna-be journalist Kate Santoro would do anything for the scoop. Anything. Including finding her way into an underground club exclusive to only those in the Genovese mafia and the beautiful women they employee. What could be more perfect? She would stick to the shadows, snap a few videos, and write the biggest story New York has ever seen, therein making her a legend! Easy as pie. Until she gets found. A series of blatant lies and lucky breaks later and she is mistaken to be one of the workers underneath. While many might be terrified of this predicament Kate couldn't be more excited. The freedom to roam the area and talk to the members of the infamous brotherhood will leave no rock unturned. All she has to do is keep her cover until the night is over and the workers go home. What a fantastic position she is in! There are just two problems. One being him. Alessio. The Don, the Godfather, the Capo di tutti capi (the boss of bosses) who has taken a keen interest in Kate. Even that is something she could probably handle for one night. Except problem number two. They don't leave. Not at the end of the night, the end of the week, or even the end of the month. Alessio's interest in Kate threatens to expose her, something she would surely die from. He knows she doesn't belong but it's not as though she could have just waltzed in, right? By the time Kate realizes that not even the greatest scoop is worth the price, she is in far too deep to call it quits now. ~~~Praise for When The Sun Goes Down~~~ Natasha427: "It was so captivating that I may or may not have spent the last several hours holed up in my room frantically scrolling down to read more. I LOVED IT!" uninteresting17: "You're my soulmate. I love just everything about your writing." Daisy_Blue: "Has anyone seen my heart? It seems to have been ripped out and tossed across the ocean." NaughtyPlease: "I am beyond obsessed with this piece of literature heaven!!!"

Fourth story in the 'Mrs. And Mr. Mafia' series. I do suggest reading the other stories in the series before reading this one. Anastasia Putin, the beautiful daughter of Iosif and Adalina Putin. Their family lives in a small lake house not far from their mafia estate, which her cousin runs. Anastasia is young, goregeous and ready to leave her parents protection and explore, until the entire family learns a rival mafia leader wants her. Lincoln Smith, cold, yet kind, possesive, handsome and the UK mafia leader. He learns of the young daughter that belonged to one of the most dangerous mafias in the world, and one he has a rival with. He knows how to best them, by getting what he wants. Lincoln finds Anastasia and kidnaps her, taking her far from her family and home. He keeps her there until he arranges a deal with her entire family, an arranged marriage. This is, Anastasia

The third story in the 'Mafia' series "Adalina, who was that man?" Iosif asked, possesivly. "It's not really of your concern, Isoif." I replied standing, only reaching below his collar bones. "You see, Adalina, it is my concern." He replied and I arched an eyebrow. "Because," He began sliding an arm around my waist. He pulled me into him and I gasped. "I want you to be mine." He added before taking my lips in a bruising kiss. Nikolai and Emma had two children, their son Isaac, and their daughter, Adalina. Adalina is exactly how her mother was in her youth, kind, stubborn, and moody. She wants to stay away from men until she turns nineteen so history doesn't repeat itself, until she meets her fathers new man, Iosif. Isoif is one of Nikolai's new recruited men. Isoif just wants to be one of the most trusted men to his boss, but he meets Adalina, and of course plans change. He can't keep himself from her and she can't keep herself from him.

Second story in the 'Mafia' series "He's my son, Emma!" He shouted causing Isaac to sob louder. "Stop yelling you're upsetting him." I hissed rocking him. Nikolai stopped, but I could still tell he was angry. I kept rocking Isaac and humming the Italian lullaby I grew up on. "You and Isaac are staying here, because you're still my wife and he's still my child." Nikolai hissed and left the room. •*•*•*• One year ago, Emma escaped the mafia life. Only too find out she was pregnant with Nikolai's child. Her husband. The Russian mafia boss. One year ago Nikolai's sweet wife left without a word. And he's been searching for her since. Until he finally finds her, only to discover she's been hiding a son from him. She wants to leave so Isaac can grow up normal, he wants her to stay because he loves them both. She thinks he's gonna break her heart again. Nikolai will make sure she stays this time.

First story in the 'Mafia' series My hand lowered in horror. I had just hit him. I just fucking hit my "husband", the fucking mafia boss. He glared at me with a passion and I knew I was gonna die, wife or not. *•*•*•*• At the age of ten Emma Russo is chosen as the future wife for thirteen year old Nikolai Ivanov, the future Russian mafia leader, without each others say. So that the Italians and Russian's could unite. They've known each other their whole life but two years before Emma's eighteenth birthday they are forbidden to see each other for unknown reasons. But exactly one week after Emma's birthday they are to be wed. Nikolai is now cold and mean. Emma is still kind and stubborn. As soon as their wed, they immediately neglect each other but they have to stay married for both family's sake. This is, Mrs. And Mr. Mafia