We are built on lies. Tallia Asriel learnt that the hard way, having left her home to become a world class lawyer in New York yet dragged into a world of crime and violence at the hands of a breathtaking mobster who shows her life from a whole different perspective. When hatred turns to love and the law collides with passion she finds herself stuck between the two. But we always choose violence. She discovers that she has more in common with him than she could have ever imagined but the truth will only destroy you. How do we find redemption in the darkness? Welcome to the Mafia, where only the strongest survive.

Don Seth Salvatore was the most dangerous man in London. Living two successful lives both normal and underworld, he was unstoppable. Alana Carsten's world was turned upside down the moment she said her ' I do ' to the vows that tied her entire life to the Don himself, thrown into a dangerous mafia world the fearless spicy twenty five years old was ready for any challenges coming her way. • book one of the Salvatore's series (can read as a stand-alone) • all images in the book don't belong to me, credit to the rightful owners • cover by @myyyraaa_

𝑳𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒙 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒅𝒅 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒏'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 .

She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.

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)

*sequel of Mercy* After the tragic 'break-up' that has taken place between Athena and Vincenzo, she went to college to busy herself and distract her from the heartache he caused. It's now a year and a half later, and Athena has returned home for the holidays. She has matured in many ways and promised herself never to be naïve again, to never let someone in her heart that easily. She swore to never succumb to anyone - especially if that someone is named Vincenzo. But as soon as she lays her eyes back on Vincenzo, all that she has promised herself flies out of her mind. She starts doubting all her promises because she knows that she won't be able to resist his charms. And deep down she wonders if she really has moved on from him.

Isabel Franklin is a normal high school teen. Gets decent grades and has a loving mother and little brother. She stays out of drama and is focused on graduating and moving on to college and her life. In comes Josh Gilbert and his friends They drink, Have sex, Skip school, and are very mysterious They have every girl at Red Bell high school falling at their feet. Girls think they are in love with the guys if they shoot them a glance. everyone wants to be their friend but few are. But when the boys became immediate friends with her will it mess up her plans for the future? what about if her past catches up with her? Will it result in love or loss? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi it's me the author, sorry if the descriptions kinda sucks, i'm not great at writing teasers. But trust me the story is better than the description up there. <3

Anna Nicole is such a simple name, but is she really as simple as she is made out to be? She moves to Florida to be with her grandparents, but an unexpected call from her parents that tells her to move back... well, I guess you could say, bye Florida c o m p l e t e d cover by @crazyyfictions

"You want to go get tacos?" he asks from the gap between our houses "It's 2:34 AM! We have school tomorrow!" i shout being the good girl i am. "So?" " You are watching your life slip right past you. Live a little. You can stay here, get some sleep, wake up in the morning and do the same thing you do every day. Or, you can get your skinny butt dressed, and climb out your window, and go on an adventure with me at two in the morning and eat some taco's." He gives me a pointed look, before shrugging his shoulders "Your choice." My life was boring and bland. I am abused by my step father. I simply wait for the next beating to come or perhaps life to rip out from under me, leaving me to die in peace. And then he waltzed into my life, bringing his antics and drama with him. Only he breathed life back into me, he showed me what I was missing, he brought me back to life. But if he finds out about what my real story is. The reason behind the scars that zag across my wrists, will he run away? Leave me like my father left me? Or will i simply be not good enough, like I was't good enough for my father?

So there they were right? Minding their own business, doing their studies, and drinking tea in the campus coffee shop. Britt and Reili were studying at WSU in Pullman Washington. Thats when they come face to face with some College Fuck Boys. Their Conscience tells them to stay away but everything else lures them in. •--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--• As we reach the doors, one of the boys from the group steps in front of us as we tried to step out of the doors. He had dark skin, brown hair, and brown eyes. He was particularly muscular, tall, and handsome. "Where are you going lil mama" another says to the side of us. He had brown eyes and brown hair. He was average height, had dimples and tattoos on his chest and shoulder which you could see because of the tank top he was wearing. "None of your business dip-shit" Britt retorted. "Oo feisty" one says with brown hair and hazel eyes. "You know it" i muttered while glancing at him. I looked back up at the tall dark boy and he looked quite amused with are little interaction. Britt steps in front of me and moves past him. I look back at the boys, who were all smirking besides one. I caught eye contact with him. The only boy who didn't say anything. He had blue eyes and blonde hair; average height. I turned away and walked out of the cafe