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

Staring at the gun in his hand as he stalks towards me with a devilish smirk on his face, I feel the bone-chilling fear rises within me. My back is against the wall and I'm trapped as he stands in front of me, his body so close to me that I can almost feel it touching me, and somehow I crave for his touch. I stare deep into his kohl black eyes and somehow his eyes tell me everything that I need to know. He does have feelings after all yet is confused about them. "You belong to me!" He says harshly, and before I could even process his words his lips capture mine in a possessive matter.

Ever since Blaire Davis' family was murdered she moved from Vermont to London hoping new scenery would do her good and also to far away from the man who murdered her family. Jorgen Bjork took over being the top mafia leader of the top mafia gang when his father passed away. He flies over to London for check on the men he has over there thinking it was only going to be business until he see's Blaire. See what happens between the unlikely duo.

Fair warning. This book is all over the place and i don't have the time or energy to fix it. if there are dumb mistakes, just comment and i'll try to fix it when i can. ~~~ Rose Martinez & her best friend Maia go to a club one day. There, Rose meets Alessandro Bianchi. A cold, murderous and ruthless Mafia Don. But for some reason, he has a soft spot for Rose. A soft spot for... Rose. A girl he barely knows but seemingly wants to change it all for. Will he keep her safe? Is he really just a big scary mafia man? (This contains, awfully written, smut, some trigger warnings are put at the top of any part in the story that may need them, you have been warned!) Tbh this is one of my first ever stories so the plot is probably horrid and just awfully written so bear with me, or don't.... It's just a hot ass mess so- 40,824 words in total (minus announcements and the welcome) it moves fast. lol. ••• -Highest rankings- #1 in italian #1 in smexy #11 in mafia #9 in romance ✨😼😼😼

[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21

He's a contract killer for the Italian mob. She's the secret daughter of his boss that he's been paid to retrieve. What could possibly go wrong? • • • Being paid to kill is something Maddox King had grown used to. The weapons, the torture, the blood that was all on his hands. With the mafia as his boss and an arsenal to his disposal, Maddox never cared to think of his nonexistent family or better yet, life outside of the mob. Maddox was the "best in the business," as far as organized crime went. And that's all that mattered to him. The title, the notoriety. It was a job. He finds, he kills, he gets paid. It seemed simple. And it was ... until the boss decided to ask him for a favor. This time it's not a mission to kill. Now, Maddox is asked to keep Norah Romaniello safe and retrieve her, whatever means necessary. A beautiful, stubborn woman with a burdened but kind heart. Opposites are said to attract, but where is the line drawn between practical, and downright dangerous...? • • • "You have no idea what I'm capable of." His voice deepened as he held the smoking gun to his side. I stepped closer to him so I could now feel his heart pounding against his chest, adrenalin almost radiating from him. My own heart raced as I could feel the killer in him border between simmering down or firing another shot. "Then show me." I whispered. And he did. • • • { Romaniello Series Book 1 ; Norah } ** *Mature Content Warning* **

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

Evelyn goes to Sicily, Italy for the world championship in boxing, not knowing that it would change her life forever. After her mother left she hasn't cared about anything except boxing, her father, her bestfriend and her boyfriend. At the boxing match she locks eyes with the stranger that will change that, forever. Maxence D'amore is the leader of the biggest mafia in the world. He has never cared about anything, and the rumors has it he is a stone cold fucker. He likes that rumor, it makes him feel powerful, and people fear him because of it. His days consists of fucking girls, getting money, killing people and meetings. Until he meets her. He locks eyes with her at the boxing match and runs after her to try and talk to her. After he helps her out and she thanks him by kicking him in the balls, he doesn't see her for a year, at least not in person. But he has imagined those couple minutes they spent together over and over until her stupid, perfect, ocean blue eyes are imprinted in his mind. A year later Evelyn is back in Italy. The thought of meeting the yellow-eyed, way too perfect, cocky fucker that helped her out after the boxing match last year has definetly crossed her mind. But that's not why she is back. She is on a much bigger mission now, looking for revenge. Will they meet again, and what happens if they do? What is Evelyns mission? And why is she suddenly seeking revenge?

Infidelity, ˌinfəˈdelədē, is the action or state of being unfaithful to a moral obligation. Olivia Ludavico Spraying my right hand out to the door, I pushed it open, but I didn't miss a drop of blood that was plastered on the knob. Training my gun up into the room, I surveyed around and my eyes landed to see the man, that was suppose to be my kill with my bullet, with his head titled back and his hands tied to his chair- he looked to be sleeping but the two bullets to his head and chest told me it was an instant kill. Someone had beat me to it. "Damn it." I hissed out, clearly annoyed. I placed my hand on my earpiece turning my body sideways to the door. It hadn't been thirty minutes but my brother needed to know we wasted valuable time with me coming down here. It was apparent he wasn't doing bad business with just my father. My brother didn't respond and I rolled my eyes before my breath quickened after hearing clinking of a glass, and I turned on my heel ready to fight for life or death. I hesitated for the first time in my life. Piercing grey eyes in the dim light to Abram Smirnov's office stared back at me, and not to the gun that could end his life at any moment. He looked to be the man that invited death with open arms, but it was on his time and not when the universe called for him and the way his eyes flickered told me it was for damn sure not going to be from me; not for tonight. His fingers grazed the side of his glass before I watched him tick his forefinger against it. He radiated off power and my finger closed around the trigger but I didn't pull it. If he was going to hurt me; he would've by now. What did he want? Nicholai Corsetti

Amelie went unnoticed... or so she thought. Since the first time Amelie George stepped into a school, she had been depicted as uptight and scared of everything. With a pair of distant parents and snickers behind her back, at times she believed she would never be loved. Shy, insecure and too witty for her own good, Amelie lived her life alone and outcasted. Yet when a sleepover goes wrong, she finds herself noticed by a man with scarlet eyes, gauntly skin and looks to kill - literally. They were bound, and he would destroy anything in his path in a desiring desperation to make her his for all eternity. _____ W A R N I N G T H I S S T O R Y C O N T A I N S : ❦ mature/sexual scenes ❦ violence ❦ explicit language ❦ alcohol consumption _____ S T A R T E D - 25/12/2020 C O M P L E T E D - ? ? ?