"Cora, whether you like it or not, you belong to me. You're mine! Do you understand that? I suggest you accept it because I won't allow you to decide otherwise. You see, in my world, life is like a game of chess, and darling...you've just became the queen, my main piece." "Well...It's a good thing I've never been fond of chess. In fact, I've always preferred monopoly." With that, I slammed my foot down on his, shoving him aside while running for the shut door. He was beyond mad. Looking over my shoulder, I smiled innocently up at his enraged expression and tense stance. "And luckily, I have a get out jail free card." _______________________________ C O P Y R I G H T. R E S E R V E D. Guilty for loving cliche possessiveness, control and jealousy, I decided to create my very own story involving just that. This is nothing professional or overly realistic. it's just a fun story filled with game playing, banter, romance and humour.

I stroll up to him, tracing his jaw with my gun. He smirks at me. I grin. "What do you want, Isaac?" I ask, circling him, keeping the gun against him as I drew it across his chest. He shivers. "You. You know I want you." He grabs my arm, halting me. I lean down, getting so close to his face, I can feel his breath fanning my lips as I brought the gun to his temple. "Then take me." His eyes dance with that crazy look I've become familiar with. "Gladly." Aliza Harrison has always been a bit on the crazy side. Destroying her doll at age 8 for being creepy as hell with a butcher knife. Cutting a classmate for telling her what to do with scissors at age 11. Just don't fuck with her. Period. Isaac Black has been through so much it's messed him up a little... ...a lot and he wants payback. When two psychos meet, what will spark? With a boy who lost his ability to feel and a girl who displays her emotions on her sleeve. Opposites, but the same. And a secret bigger than the both of them, hiding in their mist.

"I hated being called his Rosa. Every man that had me for a night was sure to remind me that I wasn't human anymore. I wasn't a person anymore. I mean how could I be? A person has a soul, and by that time I had already gave it up to the devil." Jade explains her voice cold and emotionlessly. "It's either that or they take your soul anyway along with your virginity, happiness, innocence, and everything that made you, you. They strip you until you're nothing but just a body to use." Iris words fill the room as she makes her way on the other side of Jade. "They break you." A girl with brown hair says softly and put eyes snap to her. "They may do every single disgusting you can imagine to you." I state looking in her eyes. "And they may have beat you to a point where you are unrecognizable." Iris chimes in. "But I swear to God himself they can never ever break you." Jade states her voice fueling strength. Monsters attracts monsters. Madness attracts mayhem. Broken attracts broken. Jade, Iris, and Scarlett aka The Sirens. The mafia world knows about them. You call them when you want a crime family wiped off the earth. You call them when you want an untouchable person dead. You call them when you want a missing girl found. When they get the call from the ruthless Don Antonio Donatello, they're interests peaks. Taking his offer to find his sister is more than just a regular mission. It's a link to their past, a link to their creator, their monster; Romano DeSantiago. The Sirens will stop at nothing to get their revenge and to kill him for everything that he's done. Throughout their mission, trust will be tested, loyalty will become a choice, and love will be a sacrifice. It's a game of life and death. It's the Sirens game after all. The Second Book In The Mafia Series

Every girl wants a bad boy to be good just for her. Although that may be hard when a girl falls for a member of the mafia. Autumn Rose Parker. This name is known around town. She gets along with everyone she meets. However, she isn't afraid to try something dangerous. But what she doesn't know is that falling for some guy you meet on the streets can get you into a whole load of trouble. Trouble including mafias, guns, cigarettes, bad boys, family drama, police, and alcohol. She had no idea what was coming her way when she met Ryan, the city's mafia king.. Cover by @kingmadi COMPLETED ®All rights reserved

Victoria Forbes, a young aspiring doctor, trudges through yet another ordinary day-a recurring pattern in her life for the past few monotonous years. However, on this stormy night, the echoes of routine are shattered when an unexpected encounter awaits her on the journey back home. This fateful meeting becomes the catalyst for a transformative twist in Victoria's otherwise solitary existence. Unearthing long-buried secrets about her own past, mysteries she never fathomed, she discovers an unforeseen facet of life she thought elusive: love. Convinced that her world lacked someone capable of loving her, Victoria is taken aback by the emotions that bloom within her. Haunted by the belief that she is unworthy of love, Victoria grapples with a singular conviction-until the arrival of a stranger, Christian Amore Vasquez. Mysterious, dark, and bearing the weight of his own emotional baggage, Christian's enigmatic presence adds a layer of complexity to Victoria's world. As their two disparate worlds collide, Victoria is thrust into a whirlwind of change, where nothing remains as it once was. The revelation of love and the unraveling of hidden truths set the stage for Victoria's profound journey of self-discovery, challenging her preconceived notions and reshaping the contours of her life. ... REWRITING CURRENTLY

Ruthless, heartless and a man with no weaknesses. That's what they say. Those steely grey eyes of his hold the vast amount of coldness, darkness and no emotion. Arrogant and devilishly handsome. He is the modern day Adonis. Everyone fears him. Men who dream to be like him and women who want to be his partner. He is the king of the business world and the underworld that everyone is afraid of. He is the Beast. But there's one thing that they are wrong about. He does have a weakness. And that is his Angel. His Angel is pure. She is the light of his darkness.For him, she represents the light in this world which is filled with cruelty and bad intentions. Little did the Angel know that she is always protected by her Beast from the darkness. She never knew that until she crosses paths with her Beast. After all, a Beast will always be with an angel. This is a story filled with twisted turns, truths and predominantly romance. *excuse my slightly bad grammar*

"I had enough of your bullshit Elijah" I glared at him "he had the audacity to touch what's not his" he glared at me "I'm not yours"i yelled at Elijah mia black a 17 years old sassy, clumsy, sarcastic and shorty girl who hated a boy named Elijah Elijah a 18 years old bad boy who is head over heels for mia yet he makes fun of her until a new boy came to their school Will he gets over protective? will he finally show Mia his feelings? or will Mia end up with the new boy? after all she's his lavender started:May 11, 2020 finished: April 26, 2021 #57 in childhood (jun 5/20) #77 in mine(jun 5/20) #27 in adorable (may 23/20) #4 in jealous (April 14/21)

::::::::::::::: "You will remove your hand from her arm, or I will remove your hand from you. Now." "I think you did. Last chance to tell me the truth little one, did you just roll your eyes at me?" "I will give you everything you could ever wish for and take you anywhere you long to go, all I want in return is your love." ::::::::::::: Alessandro Calabrese has managed to keep the world from finding out about his daughter, and his daughter from finding out about the world- for her own protection. But at twenty years old Idalia is pushing for more and more freedom. Surrounded by dangerous men dealing in even more dangerous affairs, the Calabrese Mafia's very own little queen is about to be thrown into the lion's den, and this lion is dead set on making Idalia his own. ::::::::::::: #Kissawards2019 Danger winner 1/9/20 #1 Don 12/6/19 #1 sheltered 12/1/2019 #1 violent 4/25/2020 #3 jealous 3/5/2020 #3 Boss 3/24/2020 #6 mob 3/27/2020 #4 violent 04/18/2021 #10 quiet 1/12/2020

nyc•to•phil•ia | nik-tō-fil'ē-a - love of darkness or night;finding relaxation or comfort in darkness. ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ {EXTRACT} "Tell me Celeste," he began as he walked back and forth in front of me. "Have you ever heard of nyctophilia?" I slowly shook my head no as my bottom lip quivered. He stopped to look at me, and smiled that breathtaking smile of his before he went back to walking. "Well, Nyctophilia is the word used to describe the love of darkness or night" He paused again but this time stopped right in front of me. I kept my head down as my heart pounded out of my chest. "A nyctophile would be the term used to describe someone with nyctophilia." He then brought his hand to my chin and tilted my head up so I was looking him in his eyes. Those beautiful golden eyes. "You, my darling, are a nyctophile." He smirked then added, "And I am the darkness you find comfort in." ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ Celeste Banks was as sweet as candy and as pure as cotton. Although she had her tougher exterior and questionable interests, she wouldn't hurt a fly...or so people thought Asher deville was a charming, sexy sociopath, with no regard for anyone but himself. If he wants something, he'll do whatever he needs to get it. Once meeting Celeste he decides he has to have her, but what will she do when she finds out his secret? ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ This is my first time writing a book so It won't be perfect and id also appreciate and feedback/comments 🥺 Rankings: #1 in goth 15/09/20 #1 in abusive 15/09/20 #1 in violence 1/10/20 #6 in manipulation 15/09/20 #4 in sociopath 25/09/20 #11 in insecure 20/09/20 #11 in anxiety 20/09/20 #8 in Darkromance 1/10/20 #22 in toxic 15/09/20

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...