One girl, three guys, and a mountain full of secrets.

(BEING EDITED IN PRIVATE) "No rain, no flowers." She yelled as she danced in the sand while it was pouring rain, she was absolutely beautiful. In the end, this game of love and life, always will end with death. If it's today, tomorrow, in a year, in 70. We are all meant to be utterly destroyed by the fact of death. Of the fact that love can't save you. Unless it can.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Sophia Marino lived with her aunt in America since she was 7, her mom died when she was still a baby and she would visit her family during holiday. Now twenty four working a boring office job she went clubbing one night to relax and get laid. She got laid, but she also got pregnant by one of the most ruthless men out there, Russian mafia leader Vasily Petrov. She was his the moment he saw her goofing around on the dance floor and brought her to his hotel room, the pregnancy part was just more motivation to get her, not that he would have backed down or needed extra motivation to have her. Like every other mafia man, he got what he wanted no matter what he had to do *Warning - violence, swearing, mature I guess*

The bell above the entrance door rung, indicating someone had walked in. "We're closed," I called as I swung my head around to face the door. I froze when I saw a tall tan handsome man dressed in an all-black suit standing by the entrance, power and dominance radiating off of him. I closed my mouth quickly when I realised I was staring with my mouth agape. "I was just wondering where Mr Santiago is?" He asked, an Italian accent lacing his voice. I stared at him for a few a seconds needing time to process that this Italian god was actually standing in front of me, before getting a hold of myself and answering him. ~~~~~ #1 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 #20 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 #2 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧 #8 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #3 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 #12 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 #10 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 #137 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 #44 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #2 gangs

Coming from an abusive household, Meredith Hill makes up her mind to finally escape. She runs till she meets a family friend who decides to take her in as one of her own. When high school is added to the mix, she must learn how to cope with her past as well as making friends. The bad boy of Woodland High, Reid Taylor, a biker with tattoos and girls always on his arm. At 16, his father stepped down and the roll as the cruelest Mafia leader in America, passed down to him. Trouble follows him like a magnet, until he meets her. His need to protect her is almost intoxicating. She changes him and she doesn't even realize, while he slowly lures her out of her shell. They're each other's drug, and it's addicting. WARNING: This story contains mature scenes, such as: sexual content, self harm and abuse. Read at your own risk! CLICHÉ AND FAST PACED STORY « SLOWLY EDITING » P.S. I made my own cover! If you'd like one let me know <3 ~~~~~~~~~ RANKINGS #92 in Teen Fiction [2/21/18] #89 in Teen Fiction [2/25/18] #61 in Teen Fiction [3/13/18] #47 in Teen Fiction [3/17/18] #29 in Teen Fiction [3/19/18] #17 in Teen Fiction [3/21/18] #14 in Teen Fiction [3/23/18] #11 in Teen Fiction [3/30/18] #9 in Teen Fiction [3/31/18] #6 in Teen Fiction [4/3/18] & [5/2/18] #5 in bad boy

A MAFIA ROMANCE ║ Giovanni De Rege is both respected and notorious in Naples. The capo is known for being cold, calculating, and untouchable. With the exception of a few people, he cares little for others. Isabella Donati is a sweet, innocent eighteen-year-old who works at her parents' liquor store. There, she crosses paths with Giovanni - little did she know it would change her life. She belonged to him. He belonged to her. * * * Copyright © 2026 Serafina Remondo All rights reserved.

Competed ✔ "Willyougoonadatewithme?" "I didn't get your question, say it again." He looked nearly ready to bang his head into the wall. He licked his lips which must have been dry. Aww those lips, I wonder what it's like to kiss them? "Lianna, are you paying attention?" "Yes, what was it?" "I said if you would go on a date with me?" "What!" "Lianna a date, I'm asking you out. Will you go out with me?" His voice said if I have to ask you again I'll lose it. No, I'll lose it, I'll go up into smoke and fizzle away in the wind because my sexy model looking doctor asked me, acne face Lianna out on a date. Lianna didn't know if she should slap him and prepare for cameras to pop out everywhere or kiss him and find out what his lips taste like. "Why do you want to go on a date with me? Have you seen how I look?" I'm talking bad about myself but it's how I feel truly inside. "Dr. Di Stefano I'm sure this is just a prank of yours, but it's okay I'm not upset." "Lianna does this look like a joke to you." She hears him before he slams his lips into hers. He pulled her in by the waist. So close she fell the ripples of his six-pack underneath his clothes. His lips didn't feel dry at all as he expertly kisses her. Causing her body to light up like new years eve fireworks. He sucks her bottom lip into his mouth and strokes up and down her small waist where she was ticklish. It caused her to feel goosebumps and him to gain entrance. Without a second thought, he stroked his warm tongue into her mouth making her taste him like she wanted to earlier. His tongue felt smooth and made her feel lightheaded as it danced with her own. All thoughts from before seem to evaporate as he kissed her into submission. She felt her knees go weak and his hold on her the only thing keeping her standing. If that's how just a kiss feels, how would everything else feel? Lianna's cheeks reddened at the thought. He's not joking he's very serious.