⚠️ Discontinued :( ⚠️ I'm so sorry everyone but I've decided to pause this book. I haven't been feeling it and I really hate it. A classic Assassin story. This is my take on the many different story's such as this one, I'm sure it isn't that good but please give it a read! I'm open to any feedback that's necessary! Used to be called 'The Missing Mafia Siblings' Btw, the mature stuff doesn't happen till later. I guess you could call this a s slow burn? Idk lol. Slow updates!! Sorry, I know it sucks but I'm trying to get chapters out as fast as I can.

18+ His first mistake was letting her go Hers was taking him back Four years after Alessio had Karma relocated to London, she returns. Karma returns to New York after a failed engagement and cheating ex. Hoping for a fresh start back in her old stomping grounds , Karma sets off to have her old job back. Head Journalist for the New York Times. Alessio De'Luca had let the one women he could see a future with go Four years ago. He couldn't risk his family being exposed because of their shared feelings. Yet , Alessio was a selfish bastard like all his brothers. When she returns will he stay away, or will old feelings conjure up again. ------- "How about you call me when you can tell me the truth,"I said getting up and grabbing my bag. I was halfway across the room when I felt his calloused hands yank me towards his hard chest. "Or ," he mumbled, moving my braid to the other side of my neck. "How about I bend you over this desk and make you scream my name," he whispered into my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. I chuckle softly as I step out of his embrace and walk towards the door. Turning on my heels I give him a once over as I bite my lower lip,"get down on your knees and beg for it first," I say sweetly as his eyes darken and his pants tighten. Down boy. "Goodbye Mr. De'luca " I laugh as I exit his office leaving him horny and slightly flabbergasted. Lord knows that I would be paying for that down the road.

18+ "Did you fuck him"he said as he leaned against the wall and stomped out his cigarette. "I sure did "I said lying through my teeth just to get a reaction out of him. He cocked his head to the side as a devious grin started to form on his face. "You're lying "he said pushing off of the wall and walking towards me slowly like an animal taunting his prey. "No i'm not "I grinned as my back hit the wall.He stopped so close to me that our nose touched and our breath mingled. "I know you're lying"he said running a finger down the center of my exposed chest."I know this because I told him if he ever touched you he'd end up with his head in a box on his parents doorstep"he chuckled darkly as my face burned with rage. How fucking dare he? I thought it wouldn't be possible to hate this man even more than I already did. "Fuck you"I seethed through my teeth as I clenched and unclenched my fingers while he kept that cocky smile etched on his irritatingly perfect face. "When and where baby"He said backing away still facing me."I'd love to have you moaning my name while my dick is buried deep inside of you again"he said smirking. "That was a one time thing"I said through gritted teeth.His gaze dropped down to my hardened nipples . "Lie number two."He said staring at them with a darkened gaze"See you around Smith" ----- Ashanti Smith hated playboys. So it was only fitting for her to hate the one and only Alessandro De'Luca. Alessandro didn't hate Ashanti Smith ,he just hated the way she thought of him because of his sexual relations. So he liked sex? Who doesn't? When Ashanti's boyfriend of two years cheats on her she decides to get back at him with her biggest enemy. What happens when hate turns to lust and lust turns to love? What happens when the silent brooding bad boy falls for the feisty party girl ? But what happens when Ashanti finds out the truth about Alessandro ? You know what they say Opposite's attract

𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘐 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺ed 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. Book one of New York Series (does not need to be read as a series) **** Carlos placed his head next to mine and whispered in my ear. "Who do you belong to slut?" I moaned breathlessly when he entered his finger in my entrance a little but not the whole way. He squeezed my neck again. "You daddy. I b-belong to you daddy." Carlos smirked. "Good girl. Now you will look into the mirror while I fingerfuck you senseless. You will see how much of a desperate slut you are for me. How pathetic and needy your are for Daddy. You will be begging and crying before you cum. You will be screaming and pleading with me to let you cum. You will lose any support in your legs before you cum. Be a good girl and stand still and maybe just maybe you'll be granted the pleasure of a orgasm tonight." He shoved two fingers into me suddenly. I screamed and moaned at the same time. **** She was a innocent naive girl who had been protected and sheltered since an accident when she was young. He was a possessive and dominant boy who preferred to keep to himself than talk to people who didn't matter to him. Most Impressive Rankings #4 badboy #1 daddy #1 possessive #43 romance #12 soft #1 angle #1 innocent #1 naive #1 complete #6 love #1 lavender #4 sensitive Cover by @meesha_lora

"Remember when you said you were good at distractions?" he asked from the couch. She continued to pace in front of him. "Yeah, why?" She looked at him wearily. His eyes raked over the dress she was wearing. When she turned in front of him to pace again he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her towards him so she straddled him. Their faces were inches apart. He wouldn't let the distance between them get any bigger. "Distract me." - - - - - DISCLAIMER: This book will contain inappropriate language, discussion of mature topics, and sexual scenes.

[Completed] [EDITED] *REALLY MATURE THEME* *MIGHT TRIGGER SOME* Jaxon Hunt. Gangster. Fighter. Player. Drug dealer. Jordan Johnson. Starting college. Sweet, sometimes. Smart mouth. Makes friends everyday without trying. And keeps Jaxon coming back for her. She makes him want to have her by his side the whole time and gets very possessive of her. •••••••••• "I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue he pulled out a gun. A fuckin gun. My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter. "Get out." I hissed. He smirked then place the gun next to my head. "Now why would I want to leave?" "Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger. "Want to play that game?"... *highest rank so far- number 3 (08-23-17)* *needs tissues and torches later on* *Mature theme* *Cussing*

Alessandra Thomson is 12 years old girl with no friends and absent parents who she hardly sees Until one day she finds out her parents weren't her biological parents and her biological father takes her in She embacks on a journey of self discovery

Young, innocent and always well-organized Hailie Monet under sad circumstances finds out about the existence of her five older, disgustingly rich, possessive and spoiled brothers. When she's forced to live with them, she discovers that their life is full of dangerous secrets which they are going to do their best to hide, especially from their little sister.

'He set fire to the world around him but would never let a flame touch her' ----------------------------------- Camilla lastra Morroti, daughter of the worlds most dangerous mafia, the Spanish mafia. Shes been through hell and back she's seen thing no child should have ever seen. You see, Camilla being kidnapped at the age of 16, witnessing things that innocent eyes should have never come across, changed her. She was no longer the same innocent girl everyone knew. The sweet normal cheerleader she once used to be was gone. The girl that was once known for her angelic voice and perplexing pirouettes was gone. It's been two years since she was kidnapped, rescued by no other than her own blood. Her father Antonio Morroti.she was her dad's little girl after all, the Morroti's family only weakness, she was allways known as her daddy's little princess... however now she was a mother fucking queen known as the Latina living version of HARLEY QUINN. ----------- So the prologue is pretty shit but give it a shot. Trust me it gets better as it progresses :) Btw i will be going back and editing the first couple of chapters. I know how badly its structured. All rights reserved

Alisha Lilith Black. Intimidating. Ruthless. Killer. Deadly. Mysterious. The Devil herself. That is what people referred to her as. She was called "Diavola" while streetfighting and street racing. She is the most dangerous woman in the world. She has had more to endure in her life than any person you could meet. ⚠️ This story does NOT contain incest. Just clearing this up so no one gets confused.⚠️ Quick warning. The first couple of chapters are hella cringey ngl. But I promise it gets better. "AND THE WINNER IS OUR LEGEND DIAVOLA!" I got out of the ring barely breaking a sweat after my 7th fight of the day as I went to my manager who is more like my brother, unlike some people. "The total of all the fights is 20k. You did good Beasty, see you tomorrow." I hugged him and as I was leaving I threw him a wink and left. As I hopped on my motorcycle I saw 5 faces I never wanted to see again, the 5 faces that haunt my sleepless nights staring at me. I reversed my motorcycle out of the parking spot and sped off leaving dust and memories behind. #1 in fighting out of 107k stories. 12/01/2021 #2 in company out of 20.2k stories. 12/01/2021 #40 in secrets out of 92k stories. 04/01/2021 #12 in badgirl out of 27.5k stories. 04/01/2021 #24 in badass out of 27.1k stories. 04/01/2021 #66 in assassin out of 27.6k stories. 04/01/2021 #133 in rich out of 31.5k stories. 04/01/2021