When Jayden Walker gets caught smoking with ' that ghetto ass' Keyshawn, he gets sent away to live with his daddy. His first night there, shit goes down with the neighbor boy Tayvon, and almost instantly, their lives become tangled together, concerningly so.

"You came begging for a shield, sweetheart. You had a dead man's blood on your hands and a terrified child clutching your leg, and you thought you were just asking for sanctuary. You didn't know I've spent four years turning the Russian underworld into a slaughterhouse just to find the girl who smiled at me in a hallway. You want me to wipe out the cartel that hurt her? Done. I'll burn them to ash before the sun comes up. But the price is you. You think this diamond on your finger is a marriage? It's a cage. And I am never, ever opening the door." - Andrei Romanov --- To the Russian underworld, Andrei Romanov is the Devil-a ruthless, untouchable Don who commands the largest criminal syndicate in the country. To Angelina Smirnova, he was just a bleeding boy she bandaged in a school corridor four years ago. She forgot his face. He converted an empire into a search engine to find hers. Angelina is a gentle English teacher who has spent her life pouring her soul into the children at her orphanage. When nine-year-old Nika is brutally assaulted by a cartel heir, Angelina doesn't hesitate-she kills the monster and runs. Desperate, hunted, and out of options, she seeks out the only man powerful enough to keep the child safe. She thought she was asking a crime boss for a favor. She didn't know she was walking straight into the arms of a man whose obsession has no ceiling and no limit. Andrei agrees to protect the little girl, but his price is absolute: a marriage. Angelina thinks she sold her soul to a monster to save a child. She doesn't know that the Devil has been waiting four years to worship her, and he will burn the entire world down to ensure she never leaves his cage. _ Book 2 of the Addicted Series {Can be read as a standalone too}

When eighteen-year-old Melissa Valentine moves into a deserted house in the North Carolina mountains, she expects creaky floors, dusty rooms, and maybe a few spiders. What she doesn't expect is a microwave that turns itself on... chores that finish themselves... and a radio that seems to know exactly when she needs background music. At first, the strange happenings are a little creepy. Then they become... convenient. Melissa starts to suspect she might not be living alone. But if there is a ghost in the house, it seems less interested in haunting her and more interested in helping her clean. However, not everything lurking in the mountains is friendly-and the mysterious spirit watching over Melissa might be the only thing standing between her and something far more dangerous. After all, some ghosts haunt houses. This one protects them.

(Changed name from the youngest son of the King family) Solar Chase is alone after his unreliable mother dies whilst drunk driving but what happens when he is suddenly claimed by his family he lost 16 years ago and what if it happens to be the ruthless mafia family: The Kings. Will Solar fit in with his 4 older brothers and father, or will he face difficulty? Will Solar make the right decisions and stay away from the enemy, or will he fall for the temptation that is in the form of none other than Xander Red? Join him on his journey facing dangers, rivalry, and unexpected love. [Slow updates but I WILL be completing this story no matter what]

"What do you do ?"

❝Morgana," he smiled, his lips curling into a terrible grin, "I have been looking for you.❞ -- Morgana Swann, once a prodigy of the witching world, had spent her last few years in near to total isolation from the outside world, her only company a rather unconventional friendship with the daughter of the alpha to a neighbouring pack. This, of course, all changes with a request for her presence in the palace from the Lycan King himself, who as Morgana discovers, might not only be after her help.

"Did you miss me- aahhh!...Who are you?"i ask grabbing the nearest thing to cover myself. "I'm Marlowe,your new driver,"she says and her voice is ringing familiar bells but i don't know from where. She's taller than me by a lot and her short sleeved white shirt is giving quite the view of her tattoo filled arms. The right one only has some writing on it, maybe a name but it's too far for me to make out. "I'm so sorry I'll wait downstairs, i was looking for the guest bathroom,"she says with her hazel eyes meeting mine and it's like everything else has disappeared and I'm only here, with her. It feels like I've been here before. Marlowe and Maven were the power couple. She was her first thrilling Dangerous experience and Maven the first woman to tame her with just three words, "you are mine,". Three bold words to a ruthless Mafia boss. What happens when fate rips them from each other's arms, taking along Maven's memory of their shared love? Ps: please vote and comment;))

Karmen Morales, 21. She's lost her Parents, her only brother, and just found out she's going to be a single mother after having a one night stand with with someone without even knowing his name. How will she react when six years later the man comes back into her life and reveals he's the leader of the Italian mafia, Luca Vitale. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "You know for all those years I couldn't get you out of my head." He says pulling his shirt off his shoulders, leaving me speechless. "I thought about how you looked, how you sounded, how you felt." He said pushing me down so I'm laying on my back. He grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the bed. He holds one of my legs up, leans down and kisses my inner thigh. "ho pensato a come hai assaggiato" he said, kissing higher and higher up my thighs. (i thought about how you tasted) He reaches my underwear and slips his fingers under the straps. He presses his thumb against my clit causing me to gasp. "You're so wet for me tesoro." He says, causing me to blush. He pulls his hand away and pulls my panties down my legs, leaving me completely exposed. He spreads my legs gently with his hands before kneeling down and placing a wet kiss right on my clit causing me to shudder. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Chapters with (☑️) equal smut. **STORY CONTAINS MATURE THEMES AND LANGUAGE READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED** (Comments that involve any kind of kink shaming will be deleted. ) Much love -the author ❤️ ----------------------------------------------------------------- 10k reads- 08/31/21 20k reads- 09/24/21 30k reads- 10/07/21 40k reads- 10/13/21 50k reads- 10/30/21 60k reads- 11/22/21 70k reads- 12/15/21 80k reads- 1/1/22 90k reads- 1/11/22 100k reads!!!!!- 1/23/22 200K READS!!!- 4/25/22 420k READS!!!- 5/20/23

Jeremiah has built his life on discipline and routine-long hours at the garage, loyalty to the one friend who never left, and a careful distance from anything that could disrupt his peace. In his world, survival means staying grounded... and staying uninvolved. Until one encounter changes everything. Treyvon doesn't just operate in the shadows-he owns them. A man of power and precision, he's built an empire while raising his son with unwavering devotion. Control is his greatest strength... until it begins to slip. Because of a stranger. An interest. A pull. Something neither of them can quite walk away from.

"You belong right here, Elysia. Not in New York with Julian, or out somewhere in the city galavanting around with Andrew, or anywhere near Canelley," He mumbled against a fresh mark on the base of my neck. "Right here, nowhere else." For two years Elysia Leal and Salvatore Grant's relationship had been strictly professional. She ran his errands and he ran his business. That is, until, a situation at work puts them in an awkward position causing the lines in their relationship to blur and feelings to ensue.