He was damned. He was ruthless. He was a sinner. He was a monster. He was the devil. He was heartless. Until it started beating. Beating for her. Did the Devil finally fall for an Angel ? I will be updating this story in a binge in fall. It has 23 total parts and all will be updated at the same time in fall itself.

Alexander Vintalli is one of the most ruthless mafias of America. His name is feared all over America. The way people fear him and the way he has his empire spread all over makes him ruthless. He is know to be heartless monster famous for his ways of torture. Blue Andrews is a simple bartender in. She is really beautiful. She is a bartender at night and a store-worker by day. She works hard to earn and to survive. What happens when she crosses path with this monster. Everything about him screams danger to her and so she tries to run but he has no intentions of letting her go. Not now. Not Ever. He wants Blue for himself. Because after all these years he might have a heart which has started beating for her. But he knows he is not good enough for her.... But then Blue also falls for him and toghether they face their biggest enemies. Their past Demons. Beautiful cover by @Acaciairis Copyright 2016. Everything in this book belongs to me.

~~Excerpt~~ "I need you to tell me to stop, make me stop," He whispered, lips brushing the edge of my ear. I could feel his breath tickle every hair on my neck. I just let my eyes fall shut, "I can't. Don't." I felt his forehead against my shoulder, the last of his self-control slipping right through his fingers that gripped my hips with enough power to leave bruises. And I needed more. ~~Synopsis~~ Scarlette. Rousseau. Ruby. Red. Her whole life is red, hot, and fast. She can't slow down, not when she is rocking the world on tour with her closest friends. Her life is quickly changing when her long-term boyfriend suddenly leaves her and the one person she wishes to never see again makes his appearance. Cole Caudillo arrives to watch his baby brother on tour. His life has turned successful as a best-selling author and father to a beautiful little girl. It has been nine years since he has seen his brother and his best friend Scarlette. When he does again, he can not get her out of his head. ***highly unedited version- stay tuned for possible future publication ***

Helena works in her mate's shadow for years, hiding her identity from the Alpha who frantically searches for her. When Alpha Octavius discovers that his timid maid is the mate he had been looking for, all hell breaks loose. This story will update for free on Ink itt until November 2025

The name of Seraphina Moretti is known to everyone in the criminal underworld-a testament to a woman's power in a world dominated by men. A name that proves patriarchal foundations are outdated and that women can not only survive but also rule the mafia. Having fought her way through hell, Seraphina rose from the ashes, commanding her domain with an iron fist while laundering money and supplying luxury cars to the elite. But behind her cold exterior and flawless business facade, the scars of her past remain-haunting reminders of the darkness she endured, darkness she intends to keep buried. That is, until he appears. The mysterious dark-haired man, bearing scars that mirror her own, stands beside her brother, disrupting the carefully constructed walls Seraphina has built around herself. He knows her past-because his is just as haunting. Bound by a connection forged in shared pain and hidden secrets, they must navigate the treacherous landscape of the mafia together. In a world where loyalty is fleeting and danger lurks around every corner, Seraphina must confront her demons. Can she allow herself to let someone in, or will the shadows consume them both? As their paths intertwine, they face a choice: unite against the enemies that threaten their lives or risk losing everything they've fought to protect. Together, they could become unstoppable-or tear each other apart.

In which I fall in love with my bodyguard. "Jealous?" Alessio's laugh was low, dry, and edged with something darker. Before I could even process it, his rough hand wrapped firmly around my throat, his grip just enough to make my breath hitch. His gaze burned into mine, unrelenting, daring me to look away. His other hand trailed down, deliberate and slow, until his cold silver rings pressed against the heat between my thighs. I flinched at the contrast, my body betraying me as a shiver rolled down my spine. Every nerve screamed at me to pull away, but his touch awakened memories I had buried, memories I'd spent years trying to erase. "Let go, Alessio," I bit out, my voice trembling. I forced my hand between us, shoving him back just enough to break his hold. The moment I was free, I straightened and walked past him, my legs shaking but my steps purposeful. "You know," I started, casting a glance over my shoulder, "My father wouldn't appreciate you to ng me like that." My tone was cutting, sharp, yet the way his jaw clenched told me I'd struck a nerve. The corner of my mouth curled in satisfaction. I always did love provoking Alessio Rossi-it was a twisted game we'd perfected over the years. But my victory was short-lived. In a flash, his hand gripped my wrist, yanking me back and slamming me against the wall. The air left my lungs in a rush, and before I could speak, he leaned in, his lips brushing my ear. "He wouldn't appreciate the things I think about doing to you either," he growled, his voice rough and dripping with heat. "The way I imagine fucking you right here, against this wall." "Is that what you want, bambina?" His lips barely grazed my skin, his voice a low snarl. "For me to ruin you, turn you into a writhing, begging mess? My little fuck doll?" The tension crackled between us like fire, his grip unyielding, his eyes burning with a hunger I couldn't escape-and maybe didn't want to.

"It really is a shame that such a pretty face is about to get so fucked up." I say as I run my finger down his jawline. "Even more so that it was wasted on an asshole like you." I add. "Feel free to sit on it anytime you want, Tesoro." He replies. *** Anastasia Levkin has recently taken the title of Donna of the Russian mafia after her father died. No one knows she exists, let alone is the most feared and deadliest assassin in the world and the new queen of the Russians. When Anastasia goes on a mission to infiltrate the Italian mafia, she believes it will be an easy task - get caught, lie her way into the Italian mafia and destroy them. Simple right? Except things don't always go according to plan. When Vincenzo Medici, the Don of the Italian mafia, catches Anastasia in his warehouse, he falls into her trap and accepts her into his mafia. Using her as an asset... but is that really all she is to him? The question stands: Will blood always run thicker than water? Or are there exceptions? The more time she spends with Vincenzo and his family, the more difficult her decision becomes. *** *Book 1 of the Medici series* BEING RE-WRITTEN #1 in Mafia (21/03/22) #1 in Humour (22/03/22) #1 in Gun (22/03/22) #4 in Romance (21/03/22) #1 in MafiaRomance (08/04/22) #1 in Don (17/04/22) #7 in Funny (15/11/22) #1 in Assassin (22/02/23) #1 in Violence (26/04/23) #5 in Betrayal (25/01/24) #1 in Plottwist (21/05/24) #1 in Guns (09/02/25)

First book of the Valentino series Read at your own risk (smirk)⚠️⚠️😏 SMUT WARNING|| 18+⚠️⚠️⚠️ "I'm not even all the way in babe" he smirked and my eyes widened. Looking into his green orbs for a split second I closed my eyes before moaning very loud when he pushed him self deeper. "I can't take all of that" I said weakly while placing my hand on his lower stomach He smirked before pulling out then slamming himself into me. "Fuck Leo" "That's for disobeying me" he said This story is about two hot heads who are focused to get married. Will Leo the number one mafia king gets his way with little miss assassin. This book will not disappoint you trust me If you want to know just click on the read button and started reading. DO NOT COPY OR TWIST MY STORY TO YOUR OWN. I PUT ALOT OF TIME AND WORK INTO MY BOOKS SO DO NOT STEAL THEM⚠️⚠️⚠️ Started July 24,2021 Finished October 21,2021

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

This is the second version of my other The book of Jokes!! Please remember if offended, I don't care.