Julian Wright doesn't know much about his past. Raised in a home with a tyrant of a father and a disconnected mother, Julian leaves home at fifteen. He builds a life that makes him rich and powerful, but his heart is cold. Katherine Woodward works in a flower shop. While working, Katherine encounters Julian, feeling drawn to him. This meeting leads Katherine into a romance that she's never experienced, bringing out her deepest desires. What happens when a revelation of Julian's past emerges? Will it alter Katherine's perception of Julian? Will Julian connect with this new person on a different level, or will he remain heartless? Our past can wage war on our present, altering our future because all's fair in love and war. *Spin-off of The Businessman's Series Now available on Kindle, Paperback, and Hardcover with added content.

"Don't ever let me smell another man on you Kitten." He pinned me up against the wall holding my hands above my head. "You are mine.... Only mine." ------------------------------------- Rafael Santigo Montez, heir to The Montez Mafia. On the streets he's known as The Shiv. Deadly with his hands and even deadlier with a blade in them, he is not the one to fuck with. Isadora Fiorella Cortez, a feisty little new comer that has just applied to work for a strip club called The Silver Paw. Little does she know that not only is her boss panty dropping hot, but he's in the mafia. Tables take a turn when she bumps into him on her first night working as a server. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• (This is my book from Chapters Interactive Stories. Since the writing style is different on that app, I had to adjust and make a few minor changes.) Kitten has over 1 million reads on Chapters! I'm so over the moon that they love it so much and I hope you guys love it too! Please do not copy my book! I worked hard on it and would appreciate it if you didnt steal my work.

"What?". "I don't want him to turn out like you. Heartless" my mother spoke up. I laughed at that. "I'm a heartless person now?"I asked. "Really?". "You made me like this. I didnt ask to be born into a family like this." I said. I walked towards them and stood infront of my mother. "I didnt ask to be born to a worthless peace of--" I was cut off by a slap. A slap that came from my mother. I touched my cheek and looked at her and smiled. "Get out" I told her and saw my dad get up from his seat. "Get out" I hissed and saw my mom's face turn into one of regret. My father took hold of my mothers arm and pulled her towards the door. "Tell my brother the alliance you guys had with my uncle doesn't apply to us" I said calmly. My father and mother stopped in their track and looked at me. I sat in my seat and smiled at them. "You placed the title of heartless on me. Thats what you will get. I'll see you at the charity event. Now if you could leave, I have business to attend". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ © Ivana Izaguirre

"You'll do anything will you?" Keeley smirks, a mischievous glint lighting up her brown eyes. "I dare you, Jade Elsie Brooke, to break into Trystan Woods house and steal a pair of his boxers without him finding out." Jade Brooke was the dare devil who had never turned down a dare, no matter how bad it was. So when a simple game of truth of dare ends up flipping her life upside down in the form of a dare, she has no one to blame but herself. Trystan Woods was the boy out of reach for most, who stood at the top of the high school food chain. Everyone loves him, and he was the football team captain. Jade had never interacted with him, until the day she was dared to break into his house and steal his underwear. The only flaw in the plan? When he catches her in his room holding his boxers. || Humour #1 || // this story is in major need of editing and sucks quite badly so read at your own risk you have been warned \\

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Renee Griffin is gorgeous, loveable, undeniably popular, and has an uncanny ability of getting everything she wants. She is a cunning seductress, a loving daughter, a prima donna, and a cold-blooded murderer. This is not a story for the faint hearted. This is the story of a 21st Century psychopath. "'You've killed,' he breathed. His eyes had grown big, so big that they barely fit his face anymore. He didn't resemble Nathan at all. He was pathetic, and cowardly, and weak. 'I have.' Silence and darkness threatened to crush us both, the sound of his uneven breathing piercing through my eardrums. I didn't bother hiding anything in my demeanour - it was a relief to let the darkness out, to let it slip out of every pore and every cell. He was going to die. His next words were quiet, so quiet, that it could have been drowned out with the faint sound of cheers coming from the stadium. 'You're a monster.'"