Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation This book is a ROMANCE, no matter how terrifying it may look at first. *** DESCRIPTION *** "I'll fucking slit your throat, you lying cunt. I don't have to burn you alive, I'll murder you with my own bare hands. I'll enjoy it, too. Laugh my ass off while you drown in your own blood, you're worthless and pathetic." He spat, his body shaking with uncontrollable rage. I felt my windpipes being crushed, tears welded in my eyes as I choked. I gasped for air, "well...someone d-didn't eat breakfast this morning. You're just Cuckoo for Coco P-Puffs." His massive hands tightened around my throat, shaking my body violently as his knuckles turned white with force, his beautiful face turned completely sinister with anger. Black spots darted in my vision, consuming my sight as they grew. My head started to feel light and airy as I began choking to death. His voice shook with rage, "What. Are. You." He seethed. His red eyes wide with fury. "I'm Batman." I choked, as I blacked out. *** 18 years ago, a baby girl was born, but she was born frail and weak. Her bones were delicate, and her heart could not beat on its own. The doctors told the mother that she would surely die within hours of her birth. Her mother prayed for something, anything to save her baby. The Devil answered. He saved her baby, and granted her the favor of life. With the mark of the Devil himself, branded into the smooth flesh of her skin. She had been claimed by the Devil, her fate sealed by the scar. But everyone knows... The Devil always comes to collect. ***

Arabella Roseberry was kicked out from Beauxbatons Wizarding school to Hogwarts in her 5th year. She has her whole future ahead of her and will let nothing stop her from achieving what she wants. Until she meets the Slytherin Prince, her world turns upside down and so does his. **All characters belong to JK Rowling, I own the character Arabella Roseberry** **Names, ages and storyline will not all be accurate, all characters are 17+. This story contains mature smut, please don't read if you are not of age, or if you are easily cringed** Highest rankings: #1 in Draco #2 in fanfiction #1 in maturelanguage #1 in Slytherin #1 in Dracomalfoy

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.*

"It's alright, darling. I'll have you screaming my name in no time." ~ "I want to help you, why won't you let me help you?" ~ "I can't stay away from you." ___________________________________________ ON HOLD This story can be very dark and deals with some unsettling topics that could be disturbing for some readers. This is a slow burn Draco Malfoy fanfiction about a girl called Athea Avalon who is in an unhealthy relationship and thinks everything that is happening to her is acceptable. Draco thinks otherwise. Athea struggles with the mention of her being involved with Voldemort, she wants nothing more than to shield herself from any more darkness threatening to enter her life. Somehow, everything seems to fall apart. ~Mature content ~Self harm ~Abuse ~Violence ~Alcohol and drugs ~Mention of suicide ~Rape

"Get on your fucking knees and suck me off like a good little slut." [VERY INTENSE SMUT] All warnings in the disclaimer. Cover made by @/wwmalfoy 9.18.20 - now

✥ The Billionaire & His Secretary ✥ [part two] Violette Rossi, the younger daughter of the feared Italian mob boss Rafael Rossi, is challenged by her own blood to make her own identity apart from her father's. When she is offered a job to work for the well known Efrains', the offer is too tempting not to take upon consideration. Ruben Efrain, knew the power his last name carried which only led people to associate him to the emotion of fear and power. Navigating his way to the top, there was only one thing that could potentially distract him, the beautiful blue eyed temptress who happens to be hired to follow his orders even the ones that could lead him to break his own morals. But, she could never be his love because distractions like her could only lead to one's death. ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ "Never took you as a love letter type of person." Ruben paused his fine hands craftsmen handwriting as he glanced up at the intoxicating raven blue eyes. "I'm not a love sick puppy Ms. Rossi, so don't attempt to make me one." Violette smiled as she made her way to the wrinkled rolls of papers on the smooth wooden surface of his desk. "Liar." She whispered under her breathe as she collected the pieces of discarded paper to toss in the dust bin. Before she could pull away from his side, Ruben yanked her down by her waist. The tequila on his lips mixed with the fresh strawberries' scent lingering around her to make the finest liquor in the world. "I write love letters alright. Just not on paper. But, don't worry so will you Ms. Rossi. With your nails on my back and I would with my tongue between your thighs."

In which love lived to be lethal, and sin strived to heal all. "I will kill every soul that tries to scratch yours." They would constantly tear the world apart to keep each other in pieces. ____ A slow-burn Draco Malfoy love story with a heavy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as violent actions, sexual actions, abuse, rape, character deaths, signs of self-harm, psychological trauma, and foul language, 18+ only, All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. I do own Amelie Avery and the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling.

❝ Wrap your tongue around my cock la mia bellezza. Feel me, & enjoy the rhapsodies you are creating.❞ 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘹𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘭, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯 & 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ©𝐕𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

BOOK ONE OF THE BLACK SERIES -- "Well, behalf of my dick, who cannot speak for himself," Kade said simply as he watched over my face, one of his eyebrows risen, "I would like to say for him that he doesn't care about my brother's feelings at this current moment - or his reaction to the photo." "Well, I do," I muttered, my sentence coming out muffled in my hands as they covered my face. "Do you know how this makes me look to the public eye? To be sleeping with my boyfriend's older brother?" "Look on the bright side, Em." I didn't even spare him a glance as I shook my head, grunting. "Emara, look at me." My hands were pulled away and Kade stared at me, his vibrant blue eyes twinkling and his dirty blonde hair covering his eyebrows. The sight of his effortless beauty made my hard glare slightly soften. "You know I won't tell him if he finds out, you know me," he mumbled to me, "but I'm not going to lie to him when he finds out and say that if I had the chance to change what we've been doing, I wouldn't - because I would do it again without a second thought."

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."