~-~-~-~-~-~- He moved back to my ear, whispering huskily, making shivers run down my body, "Can I kiss you Miss Delan?" His warm minty breath tickled my ear as He asked like a gentlemen but I knew he was far from one. Especially cause of the way he was teasing my ear , biting the lobe and sucking it. I moaned and arched my chest into his. This man was making all my thoughts jumble. I couldn't think properly, "Can I?" He asked again and being in an almost intoxicated state, I spoke raspy, " y-yes" and that was all he needed before his lips descended on mine hungrily. Bliss, absolute bliss I felt. ~-~-~-~-~-~- Sofie Delan knew her father was a cold hearted man but what she didn't expect was her father to go and arrange her marriage to a complete stranger. She knew better then to disagree with her fathers decision so what is she going to do when she is thrown into a tornado of situations where being Mrs. Adam Blake Larsen was more than a nuisance. #This book is NOT EDITED WARNING: This book is rated mature, meaning it has erotica and explicit mature scenes.

One of his hands slides underneath my dress and between my thighs, trying to separate them. I press them together harder, and see his facial expression-It was dark, he was clearly getting aggravated at my defiance. His fingernails start digging into my flesh, as I let out a weak sob. My voice seemed to have left me as the world around me became nothing. Was I going to accept this? Eyesight blurry, I become dizzy- intense nausea seeping in. I hope I throw up. I hope it disgusts him enough to leave me the hell alone. What if I get away and he follows me to my mom? What if he hurts her? As soon as the panic comes, it leaves. Had someone finally heard my screams and pleas for help? The old man is knocked off of my body in a blur, and I take this chance to crawl away from his hunched form; My bones aching from the hard, dirty floor. I reach the brick wall, and let myself fall limp on a patch of ivy. I suddenly feel tired, my energy was draining. I feel a heating sensation warming up my chest- spreading like a wildfire; My veins turn a glowing citrus, orange color- but it quickly goes away. Did I see that correctly? Although, the weak feeling doesn't go away. I shut my eyes momentarily, only to reopen them to fill my curiosity. I don't see much because of the black blobs coating my vision. The veins on my arms have went back to their normal blue, as if I hadn't seen them turn any odd color at all. Maybe I was hallucinating. I was only able to witness one thing, and I had a sinking feeling that I probably shouldn't have watched. I was able to spot out a masculine figure grab the old man by his neck, and what I saw next shocked me to my deepest core. His eyes turn an intense silky red as his fangs come out quickly and he gives an evil, intimidating smile. "I'm gonna enjoy this." He states in his low guttural voice as he reaches forward and rips the old man's liver out.

After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Brimmy Somell decides to take a little...vacation. Little does she know, it turns out to be much more permanent than she had originally thought. After meeting tall, sexy, and mysterious Marcello Pietro, Brimmy finds herself having to make a life-changing decision and putting herself in a dangerous position she'd never imagined to be in. °•°●°•°●°•°●°•° "I love you." He says with no hesitation. It takes a moment for my hazy mind to catch up. I'm still in a daze, mesmerized by his perfections, and the deep dimple set in his cheek. I blink, "What?" "Don't make me say it again." He says, sounding frustrated, but I catch the hint of embarassment in his voice as he runs his hand through his hair and takes a step back. I grab a hold of the neckline to his shirt and yank him back within close proximity of me. "What if I want you to say it again?" I ask, studying his eyes. "Isn't it enough that I said it once?" He scowls, trying to pull back, but I restrain him from doing so. "Nope. Just say it one more time and I'll be satisfied." I state bravely, feeling a boost of confidence I didn't have earlier. He glances down, then looks back up into my eyes, allowing me to spot the vulnerability and uncertainty he feels. "I love you." He says, putting more strength in his voice than he looks to have. I grin, pulling him in for a kiss, but right before I do, I say the one phrase that will seal my fate, "I love you too, big, bad mafia boss." ••••• The story may be rough but the comment section makes up for it. ••••• Word count: 51,173 ••••• Written and published 2018-2019

Cover made by: @_navyblueee_ I'm living in a house made of glass. I'm scared to move, to breathe, to think. I'm afraid. Any wrong move and I get yelled at, a broken rule and I get beat up...he's not even my father and I'm stuck in his own fucked up version of reality. My own mother is the reason he has me, the reason my family lost me. A broken, lost mafia princess living in the wrong story, taken from the right one. I've been in foster care all my life, until them...my brothers. I am saved by them when my shattered heart was about to turn into stone and when my cries would become echoes in the walls of the prison I was bestowed upon. I was months old when I was stolen from my family. 17 years had to go by for them to finally find me. My dad, my four older brothers..one of which I'll soon discover is my twin. My missing half. Will they be able to mend my shattered soul or will I remain broken and alone? TW: rape, abuse, assault, attempted suicide, strong language - Warning: contains teenage pregnancy SHE DOES KEEP THE BABY STOP SNAPPING AT ME DAMMIT...respectfully <3 *Edited*...sort of

The new queen of the underworld is put through her paces when a prophecy foretells a future in which she's responsible for the survival of the gods. ***** There are certain things we just cannot plan for, and Lexi discovers this when a strange phenomenon plagues the Titans of Mount Olympus. While the gods play it off, citing their immortality will save them, Lexi is determined to find the cause and reverse the damage. But that is not the only phenomenon she is managing, as she and Hades plan for something neither one expected to happen so soon. COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This work is owned by the author. Please do not attempt to plagiarize or the monsters of Tartarus will eat you. IN OTHER WORDS: If you find this story on any platform other than WATTPAD, I did not allow this. You may also be exposing yourself to malware. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, do it here on WATTPAD. CONTENT WARNING: Chapters with steamier scenes will be labeled as such. If you have already read books one and two, I expect you will be eagerly awaiting them. COVER ART for this story and the rest of the Lexi series was done by @arpeggio-

A lovestruck demigoddess, unaware of her royal status, makes a shocking discovery during a weekend home, and impulsively follows Hades to the underworld to escape Zeus's wrath. ******* Lexi Maxwell has grown up surrounded by wealth and privilege, but also by rules. The rare moments of freedom that she enjoys come when she's out horseback riding, but even then there are strictures on where she can go-and with whom. When she arrives home for a weekend-long celebration, Lexi is surprised by the number of eligible bachelors who vie for her attention. She doesn't have a lot of experience with the opposite sex, but these loudmouth, arrogant boys fail to impress her. Enter the mysterious Luke Carrington. Lexi is instantly drawn to him, but despite his charm and intelligence, her parents and godfather warn her to stay away from him. Lexi, however, cannot be deterred. When she learns that her life has been one long lie, and the people claiming to be her family aren't who they say they are, Lexi turns to Luke for solace. It doesn't take long for him to earn her trust-and her heart-and suddenly Lexi is willing to follow him anywhere to keep him close. Even into the underworld. AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK AND EBOOK ON MAY 13, 2025 THROUGH W BY WATTPAD BOOKS. PREORDER NOW VIA AMAZON AND OTHER RETAIL OUTLETS. COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This work is owned by the author. Please do not attempt to plagiarize or bad karma will befall you. IN OTHER WORDS: If you find this story on any online platform other than WATTPAD, I did not allow this. You may also be exposing yourself to malware. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, do it here on WATTPAD.

𝑃𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐼𝑆𝐸- (𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛) 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛. (This is my first ever book, it gets better as it progresses trust me) Elena Rodriguez is a normal 20 year old, abused by her father but with one secret... She's been sold to the mafia, and forced in an arrangement. Leo Hernandez, is a 24 year old who runs the most powerful mafia in the country. What happens when he sets his eyes on a girl and will do anything to make her his? What will happen when her father sells her to Leo as a way to get money? What will happen when an enemy of Leo's find out about Elena? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Why do you get so worked up if another man even looks at me let alone touches me?!" I shout in his face making it clear that I want a straight up answer. "Because your mine! Your my wife!" He exclaims. "Your so bipolar I swear" I mutter under my breath looking down at my hands. "What did you just say to me?" He pins me against the glass shower wall, holding my hands above my head. Oh shit. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ First few chapters aren't too good but they get better I promise. (I hope) I'm not a good writer so please don't hate, I was just writing for fun, and somehow it got views! This is a fast paced love story! - This is the first book I have ever written so please keep in mind of the bad grammar.- Tw- Strong language Mature themes Some sensitive subjects

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

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*

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.