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VICENZO
Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIESComplete
Don't Blink
When someone comes up to you and warns about, "Life is too short", well that's exactly what they mean. In a blink of an eye everything you know, everyone you love, reality of the world changes; leaving no space or time to fix it. Realization hits us all during our most precious breaking moments. The strong willed always lasts a little longer than the rest of us. Showing us what true strength and power really can achieve. What happens when that life changing outcome turns the world into something from a fair tale?
BE THE BEST OF YOU
A life changing book. Be the very best of you!!!.Complete
Loving a Dangerous Life (editing)
Dude I suck at writing these things, so if you have one for this book, hmu Trigger warnings: Talk about suicide, suicidal thoughts, talk about rape, trauma, murder, guns, and violence CompleteComplete
To be in love is like....
This is my first story sooo🤨 He was cold, ruthless, and killed. There was no doubt that people feared him, he was the mafia don for crying out loud, yes although he had looks that killed he was so dangerously handsome but some people thought that he wasn't human for how evil he was, but someone in particular caught his eye, someone that...changed him, Amelia. She was a shy stuttering mess cause of all the trauma he parents caused, but she made it seem like everything was fine, she was nice. Gorgeous too, one look at her and her parents you would think to yourself "little miss perfect and her perfect family" yes they were very wealthy, that doesn't mean that she had a perfect life, it was quite the opposite really. ... "Damon! What did you do!" I cried, my heart sunk, I've never felt so hurt. "Do you not understand what they did to you Amelia!" Damon shouted. I've never felt so many strong negative emotions, but I couldn't stop loving him. He saved me from the monsters that I loved, and I hated him for it. But at the same time I loved him more than anything, he saved me ⚠️WARNING⚠️- contains smut, violence, strong words, abuse, substance, drugs!!! Don't steal my book, it's plagiarism and it's wrong.Complete
Grow Better Everyday
Struggling with motivation, insecurities, emotions, and other shit like that? Well you came to the right place do read this self growth book i promise it's just for you! This book is for both men and women!Complete
Society, Me and Life: The Truth
You have a right to feel the way you do. You have a right to keep things private or to share and speak about these experiences to others. No matter what you choose, it is your decision to make. However, do not let your fear dismiss the truth. Do not believe the lies you constantly tell yourself to ignore the pain you are feeling. Do not let the sum of someone else's trauma silence you.
The Fade of the Mimosas
"Mimosa flower is a symbol of femininity and womanhood, as well as motherhood and caring for others." Change comes in all levels, capacities, and for all reasons. The world is constantly changing to meet the growing needs for society. This collection of short stories is written for the women of this world. The young and the old. The ones are just born into the world and have no idea what is going to happen. To the ones who are of elderly age and have experienced everything that was meant for them. The ones who have had their hearts broken by women and men, friendships built and broken, and the ones who remain to themselves because it is safer that way. There is refuge in these stories. These words sing of the stories of the women around the world who are silent and trying to conform to the needs of society. The words light the loneliness that women face while moving through the different spaces of the world. If you have the chance to find a safe place within the pages of this collection, find peace in knowing that this was meant for you during this time and during this journey you are on. While you may remain quiet and reserved through your struggles, know there are women who will be thunderous for you. Women who you have never met who will remain by your side because they have walked in your shoes. The following collection of stories details the different struggles that women during this world do face. Each story is written to illuminate different desperations within a woman's life. The silent struggles of women who are going against the odds of the world and of themselves. Who needs a sanctuary within words. These stories are for you. This is your subtle reminder that you can be whoever you want to be in this world. You can either choose to sit and be still or rise up to the occasion of who you truly are. There is no relation between the women within the collection. In fact, their stories are theirs alone.Complete
Blinded Sight
we can't change anything about society. it can only change everything about you. #241 in short story § 08.29.16Complete
His Only Weakness (#1 in the Mafia Love Series) DISCONTINUED
She's a mess. But she's his mess. #289 in Sexy 3/15/21 #11 in MafiaLove 10/12/20 #1 in MafiaPrincess 3/29/21Complete
Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIES
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