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

" Fucking hell Storm, I swear to God!" he seethed, before Andrei could finish his threatening sentence I interuppted loudly. "I'm sorry God can't answer your call at the moment, please try again later. Leave your message after the beep. BEEP BEEP GORILLA TOES!" I don't know what took over me, I honestly don't. Asking for death? Yes Feeling invincible? Yes Hotel? TRIVAGO!! Andrei Jabal, a 25 year old unemotional man with severe anger issues who runs the Russian Mafia in the UK. His next job is to rob the Louvre but he needs her. Storm Campbell, a 23 year old sassy street wise woman. Her only job is to pay of her colossal debt and protect her father. Her skill set is what he needs but her attitude is what reels him in, not even his father has the audacity to speak to him in the way she does. She's fire, his goal is to put her out. CURRENTLY EDITING, something's may be a lil weird. 1 in comedy 22/04/2021 (Hey my pen name used to be Saia Knox, it's now Havva the Author)

I lean in being careful to not dive the knife too far in his throat but enough for it to bleed and leave a scar. Our faces are inches apart and I decide to speak : "Looks like I won. I could end you right now if I wanted" "Then do it". His reply takes me off guard "No, I am smarter than that, it's still not the time. I am a patient woman" I mutter despite the fact that I didn't believe a word I just said... of course I wasn't a patient woman. He takes advantage of my lack of focus and throws me to the side. He was now on top with his hand pinning my wrists down and his blood dripping on my chest. "You can lie to everyone, even to yourself Valeria, but not to me" he panted ------------------------- If you like: - Mafia romances - Childhood friends to enemies to lovers - Slow burn - Nightmare trope - Dagger to the throat trope - One bed trope - Comforting scenes - Girl badass vs dominant men - Characters with tragic backstories - Hates everyone but her - 🌶🌶🌶 Then this book is for you !

❝Let me make that tingling sensation in between your thighs disappear, it will take only a moment, Red.❞ Only 60% of book is free / Sample only Red lived in a small town in Pennsylvania with her grandmother. The town was known to invite supernatural creatures every year. Whenever the mating season struck, it was a ritual for young women, human or not to stand partly dressed in the town center, blindfolded and ready be taken by the wild beasts lurking in the forest. Things take a twist when Red turns eighteen and she's ordered to participate in the ritual. Blindfolded on the night of evil, innocent Red is devoured by a man who called himself the Alpha. 18+ mature themes are included regularly.

"Get your hands off her. Or I will smear your fucking insides on these very walls" his eyes no longer shon the bright brown it always did. They no longer looked loving and amused like they were a few hours ago, they looked dead; his eyes were dead and his soul was too. He told me I shouldn't know what he was because If I knew I would run and the truth was he was right, I wanted to run as far away from here as possible. His fists clenched, his muscles tensed and his body shook to the point I knew he would lose his sanity if the man behind me was to say anything back to him. "Let me go or he'll kill you!" I hissed at the man behind me but he blanked me. "You're a mutt" he snapped and squeezed my breast which made me whimper "She is mine" That's when he lost his last bit of sanity. • • • #Book3 third and final book in the eternal series

TRAILER IN CHAPTER 1 #1 Memories 10/10/2019 #1 Hurt 27/09/2019 #1 Werewolf 04/07/2019 #1 Blind 09/02/2020 #1 Time 10/06/2020 There are three of them They are ruthless They are cursed They are Immortal They are the HellHounds. ****** They were a legend. A story. But all legends are based off of truth. "Don't go out after dark," My father said. "Don't go anywhere alone," My father said "Don't go deep into the woods, for that is where he waits," My father said. I never broke a rule. I was a good girl. But my question always was, what do I do when the monster comes out to play? *** I was blind, so I slowly walk forward, not knowing where he is exactly. But I use my senses. I let this connection pull into a direction. As I slowly walk ,I reach my hand out, "Where are you?" I asked quietly. A big and calloused hand touches my own. From that one touch, electric shocks courses through my body, a strange and warming sensation. I flinched and gasped in fright. The big and strong hand gently grabs mine and softly pulls me forward. A breath hits my face slightly. I was right in front of him. He leans down toward my ear, his lips almost touching it. His breath makes chills run over my neck as he whispers very quietly with a deep and rough voice, "Here I am." *** If you want this book to make sense to you, I would suggest you read Book 2 of my Blood Moon Pack series, it completed and ready to read. You can still read this as stand alone, however there is more information held in Book 2.

"Ezekiel...." I whispered softly into his ear, my crimson lips tugging into a sly smirk as I felt his body shake grow stiff against mine. My finger trailed softly against his arm, goosebumps raising along the path I traveled. "Stop." He whispered, I noticed how utterly breathless he had become. Causing the smirk that tugged at my lips to expand into a sinister smile. My fingers left his arm, lifting my fingers in the air I delicately grasp his chin, as if I squeezed too hard he'd crumple to dust beneath my fingers. "Why do you want me to stop, Zeke?" I questioned, my eyes feigning fake innocence as I awaited his answer. His eyes searched mine, and I felt my own proud look faltering as I undoubtably started to melt looking into his pools of Amber. "Because..." he started, his lip being tugged into his mouth by his white teeth. "Because...?" I assisted, as I got as close to him as physically possible. His eyes hardened, glaring into my soulless ones. "It feels, Sinful."

Addie May knows loss like no one else and when she has nothing left for her in Beverly Hills, she flees to Texas where she meets Zac Ryan, the one man who might change it all. But Texas holds more than just the potential for romance. It holds part of her past, a new beginning and perhaps, it might just be meant for her. "Can I offer you something to wear to bed?" His tone was low and quiet. "A t-shirt?" "That would be great actually," I said, steadying my uneven breath. His eyes dropped to my shoulder where the strap of my dress had fallen again. I felt his fingertips on my skin as he lifted it and slid it back into place. "No problem," he murmured, his lips barely parting to let the words out. "Wouldn't want to wrinkle this beautiful dress." ©️

She's different than the others. They think she's weak. But she's stronger than they could imagine. He think she's not worthy of him. But she's the most precious thing alive. She's a hybrid and the strongest creature. Ever. Highest ranking in werewolf #6. 26/6-17 Ranking in werewolf: #7. 10/6-17 #8.29/5-17 #13. 22/4-17 #14. 22/4-17 #15 28/3-17 #19. 26/3-17 #20. 17/3-17 #25. 14/3-17 #26. 12/3-17 #30. 10/3-17 #31. 9/3-17 #35. 8/3-17 #43. 7/3-17 #45. 5/3-17 #47. 4/3-17 #60. 3/3-17 #87. 23/2-17 (Sorry for the long list!)

This story will be available to read in KindleUnlimited on October 21st, 2025 *** She was Mozart. He was Metallica. She was silk and soft lace. He was granite and hard edges. She was light. He was darkness. She was his salvation. He was her forever. Meeting him was accidental. Loving him was inevitable.