Dawn, a girl in her early twenties living in a poor neighborhood with her sick mother and teenage brother. Her father has abandoned them for a rich woman and they were left sinking in debt. One day someone has offered her an opportunity to change her life and her family's just by watching over a girl. Mazikeen or Maze for short, a spoiled rich brat who lives off her father's money, she's addicted to drinking and partying. She has gotten herself in too much trouble and humiliation for her father so he decided to get her a bodyguard. She pretends to be an arrogant and mean girl on the outside but only she knows what's happening on the inside. What will happen when these two meet? A poor girl with anger issues and a spoiled brat who likes to push buttons.

(GXG)"You're my principal. That really upsets me because I think you're really hot and if you're a strict principal it'll make it even harder to marinate you." Her eyes widened and she gripped the towel tighter. "Well now I feel really uncomfortable." I changed her oil and rolled over the tire. "My name is Finley, Finley Williams but everyone calls me Finn. Your local delinquent..." I put the jack under her car and continued "Like it or not you'll see me a lot and I'll definitely get sent to your office. I'm telling you now so you can mentally prepare to deal with me. There aren't many principal's who quit in the middle of a semester." I changed her tire and she said "So you're a oversized elementary kid with a increased libido. If that's all I have to deal with then I'm sure I'll be fine." I smirked softly as I turned to her "Melissa is it? I would tread lightly. I always get what I want." _________________________________ Finley Williams, commonly known as Finn. The town's favorite delinquent who cares about two things. Her best friend and her skateboard. After making her last Principal quit, she's found herself bored again...that is until her new Principal comes to town. Melissa Démon. Contradictory to her name, Melissa is a sweet girl from Minnesota, excited to leave her state for a new Job opportunity as a Principal at a high school. A tall beau she is but she struggles keeping her relationship as her boyfriend is constantly unfaithful and disinterested in her...that is until she meets Finn. These two meet, making the unlikeliest of friends. But Finn can't help her attraction and Melissa is struggling to keep her relationship intact. What will happen when these two reach their breaking point. Read to find out!

Book one. A story of a young adult whose speech deficiency ruled over her life - Until now. Alexis Anderson is about to experience a whole other side of life. Love, trust, new friendships, and challenges are about to happen the second her foot steps into Greenton High. Experience a meaning of true love and personal growth with Ms. Jones, You're My Trigger. Spin off is out and completed! Book cover done by a lovely reader @peeeyrityy ❤️ Published 20.10.2020 Completed 05.06.2021

My name Gabriella Nato Per Uccidere, which is Italian for "born to kill" Despite my surname I am seen as weak, vulnerable, dumb, irrational and an object to be sold and used, why? Because I'm a girl. I will never be able to claim my crown as Mafia Queen, why? Because It's only ever Mafia KING. My destiny is to marry a Mafia man, but how can I do that when I don't want a man? When I want a woman...it's time to change that destiny...

"I mean come on! I need to get you a birthday present but now that i found out so late, it's not gonna be anything amazing." "Pretty thing, all i need for my birthday is you." I cupped the side of her waist, pulling myself closer to her for a peck. "And this bed to fuck you on." I added in, her expression immediately switching to disbelief. - - - You'd never expect to fall in love with your kidnapper but that's what happened to Bella as she was kept hostage by one of the mafia members. Do you think their hearts will connect or will the mafia member, Ophelia, deny her feelings and live on with her dangerous life alone? Find out!

Francesca Grey wants nothing more than to just take care of the Northern Dragons Mafia and carry on with her life as a famed womanizer. She wasn't looking to get married or to fall in love with anyone anytime soon, that kind of life wasn't for her. Well, that is until she gets news that she has to marry before her twenty-fifth birthday in order to keep her gang in her hands. She would do anything, even if it's to marry some girl she doesn't even love. That was until Alana Salvatore entered her life - suddenly Francesca has a chance to both keep her gang and to fall in love. ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ THIS IS RATED R. IF YOU READ THIS DO NOT BE SURPRISED AT THE AMOUNT OF SEX IN THIS BOOK BECAUSE THIS IS YOUR WARNING. ⚠️ ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

"Kiss me." "I think I'll pass." Before I could say anything else, her hands grabbed my hips and slammed my back against the wall. And her lips found mine. ------------------------------ When Jo Anderson stumbles into a secret Mafia meeting in one of New York's many bars, she quickly discovers there is something special about the establishment, Stella Nera. When she is cornered by none other than the Mafia Lord himself, Jo is forced to make a deal. Do the Mafia a favor, and in exchange, don't die. The Mafia Lord gives her 48 hours to complete the request: rescuing the gang's most trusted spy from a rival crime boss. If Jo can rescue her, she gets to make it through the weekend. Just in time for school on Monday. #1 crimefiction 2/15/22

Alessandra Moretti is not a woman people refuse. She controls Milan like a chessboard. Politicians lower their voices around her. Billion-dollar deals rise or collapse depending on a single message from her phone. She does not chase. She does not wait. And she has never been powerless. Well. Until Noor Malik. Noor is everything Alessandra is not. Soft. Gentle. Obedient. A brilliant embryologist who can create life under a microscope... yet still lowers her eyes when her parents speak. Noor does not rebel. She does not argue. She loves her parents too much to ever disobey them. Which means Alessandra cannot touch them. Not their house. Not their pride. Not the traditions that are slowly suffocating the woman she loves. Because Noor would never forgive her. And Alessandra would rather bring nations to their knees than see tears in Noor's eyes. So the most dangerous woman in Europe does something unimaginable. She waits. She drives Noor to work every morning in a Bentley worth more than the Malik house. She buys her banana ice cream like a lovesick fool. She kisses her slowly in the privacy of a car because that's the only place Noor is allowed to belong to her. But obedience has a cost. And Noor's parents are already planning the one thing Alessandra cannot allow. A husband. They believe tradition will save their daughter. They have no idea what they're provoking. Because Alessandra Moretti does not steal what she wants. She expands. And when the woman who keeps the devil calm is taken away... Cities don't just burn. They kneel. #1 in older women- 4th May.

It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?