**Theres a re-written completed version too, it's much more satisfying and way better, I'd recommend that** Their favourite cocktail? One part betrayal, One part Bloodshed, One part secrets, half-part death with a splash of love....on rocks. "My Sisters want a battle? I'll give them war" 1 brother. "Men fight wars, littlest sister, women win them" "I mean that's a bit sexist but I want him down" 6 Sisters. "I have met a lot of people, you don't particularly stand out" "Funny, we kind of live under the same roof" Broken people who hide it excellently, taught not to love, not to care, life has always been that, and more power is what they want. At no matter what cost. Throw in life-changing family secrets, one year to live, another love, 2 heartbreaks, and a whole entire mafia war, Serafina's not sure how the last few months will go, especially since neither want to back down. "Sometimes who you are siding against is more important than who you are siding with" Because a war is brewing both mentally and physically, and only one can win.

#1 in Mystery/Thriller ( 05/17/17 ) "I'm afraid to be alone with my thoughts..." "why?" "Because they're dangerous... and that makes me dangerous too." Copyright© liarsdiaries ™2016 ***will be edited soon***

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

Book Four in the Mafia Series (Previously Enemy Fire) The further you run from your sins, the more exhausted you are when they catch up to you. -Clive Owen ***Enemy Fire is the fourth book in the Mafia Series and will contain spoilers.*** Book contains strong language and mature themes. This series is posted as a draft and is unedited/revised.

COMPLETE Let me make this crystal clear, because you don't seem to understand," he said, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with venom. "I paid for you to be my wife. That means you do what I say. You're mine now." He flicked a check toward me, and it fluttered to the ground between us. I couldn't look away from him, though my chest tightened in panic. My hands shook as I fought back tears, refusing to let him see me break. But he wasn't finished. "What did you expect?" he scoffed, eyes narrowing. "This is what gold diggers like you get. Money has a price, and now you're paying yours. Enjoy it, wife." Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the massive, empty living room-speechless, breathless, and drowning in disbelief. I never expected this. © MaryRose 2018. All rights reserved. Content Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of physical and verbal abuse. Reader discretion is advised. My intention is not to romanticize or condone abusive behavior but to present a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. If themes of violence, toxic relationships, or power imbalances are triggering, please proceed with caution or choose a different story. This is a work of fiction and should not be taken as a guide to real-life relationships. Offensive or disruptive comments will be removed to maintain a positive reading experience for all.