When a self-made beauty boss tries to leave her toxic past behind, she crosses paths with New York's most feared kingpin who's already decided she'll be his, whether she's ready or not.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

"𝘾'𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 "𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙖"

𝑩𝑬𝑺𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑫 : 𝐛𝐞·𝐬𝐨𝐭·𝐭𝐞𝐝 / : 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝟐 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭. 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 , 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 ? 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 😉 Dave East || Ari fletcher 🖤 Started: May 2nd, 2023

Ruthless Alpha Kane meets Sora, a gentle human who shatters his walls-and turns his world upside down. *** At 31, Alpha Kane Locus Black has given up on looking for his mate. Since the age of 18 it has been all he wanted; now at 31 he is a cold, scary and distant Alpha to his pack. Until he meets Sora. His little human mate. *** Book 1 of the Alpha series

''Kill me, Elijah. Do it!'' I scream, tears flooding down my cheeks as I get ready for what's next. He gazes at me, and for the first time, I realize, there's tears welling up in his eyes, too; like he's in utter pain. His gun is aimed at my forehead, and the tears continue to fall down like a river. "No, are you crazy?"His voice is razor-edged. But he holds himself in a fine, defined way. Almost deadly. But his eyes are icy clear with hidden intents. "I fucking hate you, kill me now, I don't ever wanna see you again!'' I seethe through gritted teeth; at the top of my lungs. I realize he won't be able to pull the trigger if I don't say anything. But I'm mistaken, his smoldered face with resentment leaves and he plasters an anguished face on. No...I'm sorry I didn't mean that. If only I could tell him that. ''I can't kill you, Eleodore, please stop. Don't say things you don't mean," he says in a whisper, with his husky yet gentle voice. ''Why not?'' I demand, not understanding his sudden move of resistance, his gaze watching me up and down while he surrenders and withdraws his gun. He takes a step closer and I can feel his hot breath fanning down my face. I almost flinch, but as I close my eyes, I feel his soft lips plant on my forehead. And then he finally utters a single syllable. ''Because I love you.''

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

Rebel Simmons was just a girl who was dealt a shitty hand in the game of life. Despite her harsh and abusive upbringing, she worked hard, and studied harder. With an IQ of 252. she's a certified genius and is working towards her Masters Degree in Computer Engineering and Computer Science at Stanford University. When tough times hit and she's desperate for money, she steals $5 Million from an offshore bank account. Little did she know she was stealing from the most ruthless Mafia Boss in the world: Dante Vino. • MATURE THEMES 18+ • Cover designed by Holly Thurston

ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ɪᴛ ᴇᴀꜱʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜ

After losing everything, Caden stumbles into the territory of a lion pride. But not any lion pride, it's Ajax' pride. Ajax is a typical alpha male: cocky, overly confident and when he wants something he does everything to get it. And as soon as he sets his eyes on Caden, he knows that he has to have him. But Caden isn't fond of being owned and doesn't hesitate to use his claws. After all, he's a cougar and cougars tend to keep to themselves. Don't they?