[BLOOD AND BOND BOOK #1] 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. "𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐨 𝐝𝐢 𝐭𝐞." [𝐈'𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮.] 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞. "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧?" 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬. 𝐔𝐡. 𝐆𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞. "𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲." 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐒𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞. "𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐚 𝐝𝐢 𝐭𝐞." 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐎𝐡, 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞. Isabella Fiore Celano was never treated nicely by the world. She was only 10, when she was sex trafficked by the Russian mafia. Since then, she was known as dead to her family. After 10 years, she is found again by childhood friend and Italian mafia Don, Alessio Giovanni Costello. Alessio takes Isabella under his care as a tribute to his close family friends. Now a mafia Don who has never know gentleness or care must learn to care for a precious girl in need of all those things. Will the sweet precious girl, bring the big bad mafia Don to his knees? Or will they be ripped apart before the chance of love ever exists? Started: October 20, 2021 Finish

Copyrighted 2018 **This is the rewritten version of His Flower. I hope you enjoy!** There was only one word to describe my life: Hell. It was all I had ever known, the only thing I was used to. I didn't want it any other way. Why the fuck couldn't she see that? -&- Having a normal childhood was completely foreign to the two polar opposites Rosalyn Summers and Rex Turner. Both grew up in the closest thing they knew to Hell, each with terrible problems of their own. Perhaps, that is why they were so drawn to each other. Rose might have been that typical shy, quiet girl roaming the school's halls, no friends to speak of and no genuine interest in learning, but even she couldn't deny that attraction towards the school's resident 'bad boy'. The one no one else dared speak to. Rex's anger issues always got the best of him, even when that idiot girl came tumbling into his life. She just wouldn't leave him the fuck alone. No matter how much he liked it. He could convince himself he wasn't good for her as much as he wanted. It didn't matter, she wouldn't let him be and he would soon refuse to let her go. Completely oblivious to her own darkness raging beneath the surface. *WARNING: This story has quite a few very possessive and controlling men. If that kind of thing isn't for you, this book definitely won't be.** There is also talk of anxiety, panic attacks, and some drug-use mentions. ALSO this story will have a LOT of chapters! It's filled with triggers (mentioned above), but also a bunch of cute scenes, fluff moments, adoring toe-curling moments, and a plot you won't see coming!

"I hate you." "Are you sure? I don't think I got a fair chance." "I am." "Are you very sure?" "Has anyone ever told you that you're full of yourself?" "No." "Well, they should." ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ Her definition of perfect was quiet and dull. He was anything but. Theo Parker was full of life; smiles always lighting his face and a camera on him, ready to snap a photo at any given moment along with almost living at the basketball court. Smiling at anyone who looked his way. She wanted to hate him, but she couldn't find it in her to do so. He defined perfection as impossible. Until he met her. He was aware of the glares and harsh words she sent his way, but under what seemed like not so subtle hatred she was smart and caring. Camilla Moretti didn't need anyone's approval or cared about their opinions. She didn't need anyone, and he admired that. Sometimes staying is easier than leaving; but maybe leaving would've been more simple. ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ I just wish someone would stay

Kennedy is a junior at University of Washington-Seattle campus, and is ready to move on with her life. But with no desire to go into finance and a dream to start writing books, she doesn't know what her future will hold. Or who. Greyson Kingsley, a senior at UW, is getting through college with one thought in his head; get it over with and get into the WBA. With his boxing career on the brink of professionalism, he can't afford any distractions. Or at least that's what he thought.

Book #2 of the love series "𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒" Maeve grew up being abused almost her whole life by her father after her mother died, she never felt loved because even when her mother was still here it was as if she didn't exist. she always wondered if she would feel the love she always wanted and even after everything shes been through she still always has on a big smile and she always found a way to make people around her happy. he was always mad at the world, he hated everything and everyone. his mother had been taken from him when he was just a week old. all he wanted was happiness he didn't even care how it came he just wanted it but he would've never guessed his happiness came in the form of a small girl with the brightest smile and the cutest personality. ------------------------------------ "fuck" i whisper yell lowly then i hear Maeve gasp from besides me. "you cant say that" she shouts at me in a whisper looking straight at me with wide eyes. "im sorry raspberry i pinky promise i wont say that again" i tell her while holding up my pinkie and she brings her's up as well and she interwines them together and i bring them up to my lips placing a gentle kiss sealing the pinkie promise

Two strangers who complete each other in all the wrong ways. Annie was the typical rich girl. That's what he thought. She was a snobby know-it-all who has no understanding of the hardships in life. Roman was the all-time troublemaker. That's what she thought. Commiting crimes and giving no room for anyone in his heart. anyone but her. He didn't care about life, and she cared about it a little too much. But they complete each other, in all the wrong ways. what can 92 days of summer do...

And lead us not into temptation, they said. She fell into temptation nonetheless. Well, actually, Angel fell in love with her own temptation: Lucifer. But she is not very interested in being freed from this evil; she wants temptation. She wants to fall out of desire. She wants to sin. She wants to be sucked in by the dark and impassive look that always conquers her. They warned her. And he knew it too. They could not fall into temptation. They could not want each other. But Lucifer wanted her. The problem is that loving each other seemed like paradise, but it could become a real purgatory. USED TO BE: THE DEVIL'S LOVE

Book 1| Completed | Zack Alan Hudson is the heartthrob of Maxwell high and a player on the football team. With a charming smile and reticent personality, it was hard for the girls to resist him. His main goal was to finish high school, enroll in a prestigious college and start a family of his own. The only girl he's got his eyes solely on was Jenna Coleman, the shy nerdy girl of his class. One drunk party night flipped his life upside down however when he hooked up with Jenna's sister, Daisy Coleman. What was a minor crush and a one night stand morphed into a disastrous rollercoaster of love turmoil when Zack suddenly found himself stuck between two uncouthly, precious yet dangerous lines.

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

Forced to return to Italy after a huge argument with her father because of her newly one-year-old. Could Stassia face going back to where it all started? Her mum wants her to go live with her. But, there's one thing stopping her. Him. He caused what keeps her up all night, He caused what makes her watch cartoons every day. The baby that he surprisingly put in her tummy. Baby Aurora. Can she finally tell him after leaving without even a goodbye? Finally when she is faced with him ... will she tell him about his own child or will she leave for good? ───────── ∙ ~εïз~ ∙ ───────── "Stassi." I force myself to look up, his honey brown eyes piercing down at me. This is wrong. So wrong. But the more it is, the more I'm enjoying him. He doesn't know about Aurora, yet, he's here. In front of me. With his lips attached to mine. If Rose finds out...