I've been locked in this mysterious mansion for ten years. Cleaning and following the rules of a Lord whose face I've never seen. Rule 1: Don't walk the halls at night Rule 2: Never leave the property Rule 3: Don't ask about the Lord of the estate Once you leave the mansion, you can't come back. My mother tells me I should be thankful because only crime and death remain outside the gates after the war. But after ten years of cleaning the same halls and reading the same books, after ten years of unanswered questions, my curiosity got the best of me. I snuck out of the mansion and went to the nearby town: a crime that could get me banished. I began asking about the mysterious Lord, and tonight, I will walk the forbidden halls and hope to catch a glimpse of him. This is a 15-chapter sample. The Complete story is on patreon.com/ancientt

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗼𝗯𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝗲𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 • "I want you to get on your knees and wrap your pretty lips around my cock." He looked down at the girl as she did nothing but obey. He hummed in content before he roughly grabbed her hair, pushing himself further down her throat. She belonged to him. - In which a greatest desire, a temptation though a crime he was willing to commit, just as much as the others that rested with his name. A sin so strong to the point where he started to called her, his. His to keep. To be his forever. ••• |𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁| 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝟭 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗩𝗔'𝗦 𝗙𝗔𝗦𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭.❞ 𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘀 is the heiress to her father's throne, the Morales Mafia. Not only being a part time assassin known as 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡, she's also trained and fought for her title all her life and will not let anyone or anything take that away from her. When a new enemy rises, Asteria is forced by her father to get a personal bodyguard as a precaution . . . 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘇. They don't particularly like each other from the start. Yet they are forced to be within a certain radius at all times, giving them no choice but to tolerate one another. She doesn't want to like him because he has made her life insufferable the moment he stepped foot into it. He doesn't want to like her because she is the forbidden fruit in his eyes, something he should stay away from but ultimately can't.

"He is my drug, addiction, rehab and the only antidote to cure this irrevocable sickness running through my veins" She'd always had a one track mind: Find the perfect husband. It shouldn't have been hard, she was everything a made man wanted. She was the daughter of the Capo, docile and polite, undisputedly beautiful and the girl every man wanted. Even from the early ages of her youth she had been tagged as elite wife material. Aurora Cremonesi was a name that was everywhere. The whispered words of the mythological legend her beauty created were echoed from every corner of the underworld. The untouchable Mafia Principessa was a modern day Psyche. There was only one man in the Underworld who didn't want her, or to know anything of this abstract belle. Vincenzo Salvatore. The most infamous playboy on the East Coast and heir to The New York Borgata. He had acquired her hand through the need to protect his syndicate and that's all the beloved Cremonesi girl would be to him: a business deal. It was done. The year Aurora would turn eighteen she would wed Vincenzo and become his wife. But when the four years of waiting are up and Vincenzo returns for his Principessa she is gone. Replace by a woman with hateful, serpentine eyes and a heart so cold you'd freeze to death before getting the chance to thaw it. He hadn't spared her a glance all those years ago but now, The Evil Queen he'd take home with him piqued his interest. He wanted her. She hated him. So he'd sworn to break her. To delve into her past and find out why she hated him, why the Princess turned to the dark side and she vowed to kill him. Slowly. To make everyday they shared a bed the nightmare of his life. But in a world dominated by men, what would become of a Queen who'd lost her King? BOOK I OF SERPENTS AND SAVIOURS MAFIA CHRONICLES (can be read as a stand-alone)

❝ Rosalie..❞ he looks down at my body on the bed. "I'm sorry if this isn't what you"- I bit on my bottom lip stopping myself from ranting. "No, you are perfect." He goes on top of me starting to kiss my torso, holding my hips when he starts to feel my trembles. "You're tense." He lifts his head up at me. Callum started to massage my body, to calm me down more. Because I was so damn nervous. I was also scared that what if I started to like Callum. No sex, was supposed to stay a rule. Highest rankings # #1 boarding #1 fakedating

In a world where humans are overthrown and looked upon there is only one thought in Anastasia's head stay away from them. But fait doesn't always go according to our wishes. What happens when sweet, bright and innocent Anastasia comes face to face with cruel king Xavier. "I gasped as I came face to face with those green eyes, the beast pulled me closer inhaled my scent and growled "mine" " Hey lovelies this book is being re written only 4 chapter of it has been rewritten and after that character names and plot are different. Please be patient with me i will try and finish rewriting as soon as possible so i can continue writing the story.

▱▱▱▱ They were polar opposites, two different worlds, two different people, but for some reason she was infatuated with him and him her. She was drawn to to his dark, notorious personality while he was drawn to her purity and innocence, but there was a past that drew a line between them, a past of heart wrenching ache that Dario couldn't seem to pass. So, he kidnapped her and introduced her to a world where he would punish her her for the deeds done by her parents, he was going to fuck her to his satisfaction and corrupt her to his heart's content. He was going to use and abuse her to his heart's desire. Then he would kill her. ▱▱▱▱ 𝑵.𝑩. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬. 𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭! © All rights reserved Ranked: # 41 on sexual # 1 on handsome devil # 1 on sexual intercourse 3/9/2021

"Watch it." "Watch it," I mock him in a whisper, feeling brave. Suddenly, he gets up from his stool and stalks towards me. His large frame towering over my sitting form. I swallow the last bit of my pancakes slowly, my eyes wandering up his body until they stop at his face. He seems displeased. Very much so. His hand grabs the part where my head and neck connect and he slowly but firmly tilts my head back, his fingers tangling in my hair. His skin is rough on mine but still oddly comforting. "What did you just say?" He asks, each of his words pronounced slowly and precisely. "I-I-I j-just.. I was j-just joking." I barely choke out. "You were just joking, huh?" "Mhm." I nod, my head subconsciously leaning into his touch my eyes closing on their own accord. His thumb caresses my cheekbone and I never want him to stop. I have never had a male being make me feel this good before. Don't get me wrong I did kiss a few people but it never felt as good as what he is doing right now. "Romy?" "Yes," I breathe out, biting my lip. His thumb is quick in pulling it from between my teeth. "Nevermind." He rushes out, detaching his hand from my face. Hey Guys! I hope you enjoy my story. If you do, please leave a vote, thank you :) Highest rankings: #1 in sexy #1 in hot #1 in olderguy #2 in marriage #9 in romance #1 in fiction #6 in newadult #1 in completed #4 in possessive #2 in alphamale #4 in mature #1 in mechanic #2 in details #1 in summer #6 in realistic #13 in love #10 in agegap

"It is not nice to listen in on very important matters." He had called her out from her hiding spot. The minute he had looked at her, she saw his eyes turn from muddy brown to black in a matter of seconds. Though young, Willow was a beauty; a sight to behold. Black raven hair, silk and shiny always laid neatly in a braid atop her head. Her skin was sun kissed pale compared to her tribe, and blue-grey eyes; were a sight to behold. A wicked beast lusts for her, but she was meant to mate with a barbarian; king of lethal beasts.

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*