18+ only She has had a great life with her wonderful family in her hometown of San Diego CA since she was born. She had an amazing life with her family until something bad happened to her dad....Ever since their life changed completely..... Would she know the people she trusted would betray her in her back? When something happened to her while she was hanging out with her "best friend ", " boyfriend and his best friend" made plans to destroy her life. There will happen something to her when she makes a BIG MISTAKE in her life. when fate leads her straight to New York for a fresh start she crosses paths with the most dangerous/ handsome heartless mysterious and well- dressed, TALL - FIT AND WELL-BUILT TATTOO, A COLD HEART AND HEARTLESS AND CARELESS, DARKNESS mafia boss ACE He had a good life with his last girlfriend in New York City until bad happened to her. He burned the world down to find who had done that to his love of life. He becomes cold/careless and a powerful man, who doesn't give a dam about people. Expect his family. He becomes away from his family and is colder, a player. When fate leads him to the girl is an angel and sweetheart and a caring and kind woman. Crosses paths with her when his life becomes a mystery and the weird and uncomfortable lifestyle he is in, he will try to pull away from her expect her to become his angel How long will they will last? ⚠️MATURE CONTENT 18+ OF {SMUT}EXPLICIT language/ SWEARING/ VIOLENCE/ GUN VIOLENCE/ REFERENCE TO RAPE AND SMOKING AND ALCOHOL AND DRUGS AND BLOOD AND DEATH / GANGS AND WEAPONS AND sexual assault AND ABUSE AND KIDNAPPING. ⛔️ PS This is the end of the mafia story, this will be #1, #2, and #3 books will be continuous of this one only with a small part of the life in the time jump - © All rights reserved

"I saw the way he looked at you," Ethan whispered, his voice a low growl. "Do you enjoy being desired by every man who crosses your path?" Verena's response was a defiant glare, but Ethan, unyielding, continued, "You're mine, Verena. Don't forget that." · . . "You're hurting me, Ethan," Verena finally uttered, her voice a desperate plea. His grip tightened, a silent acknowledgment of the storm raging within him. "You think this hurts?" he retorted, his eyes ablaze with a volatile mix of possessiveness and frustration. 𝐖 𝐀 𝐑 𝐍 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 18+ mature scenes! Read under your own risk.

Falling in love with the woman he kidnapped wasn't on Alex's to do list that summer, he just wanted a fast, simple, and straightforward solution to his problem. Fuck, was he wrong. Finding freedom and peace with her kidnapper wasn't something Jade was ready for. Entangled with each other, their forbidden and illicit love will be tested to the limit and force them to make impossible choices. This STORY IS A SAMPLE. Full version only on Inkitt ✅Dual POV ❤️Forbidden love 💥Botched kidnapping 🔪Revenge 🖕Jealous exes 💀Touch her and die 👅Sex tape ***** "You're such a bad man. You're corrupting me, a good girl...in every possible way." She whispered so gently and grabbed my cock harder, making my eyes roll into the back of my head. This was undeniably true. I continued my exploration of her body, just gently, barely touching her hot skin and running my hand down her stomach so I could just linger on the band of her flimsy little panties and watch in the mirror how much she enjoyed it. "Your touch..." she turned to whisper into my lips, "feels so delicate...just the way I like it." Mmm fuck, no other woman had ever titillated my senses the way Jade seemed to so easily do. "But tonight...touch me like you own me." Jade spoke quietly about it. "Fuck me...like you own me." She pleaded. "Is that what you want, baby? To give all yourself to me?" I pushed it further and she grabbed me harder. "Yes. I want everything...with you." ***** ‼️This is an ADULT novel, only 18+. ❤️ [MATURE CONTENT 18+] Mafia and crime affiliation, explicit sexual content, mention and description of domestic abuse, profanity, violence, mention of murder, rape, and description of torture, etc. All Rights Reserved 2024 ©RJ7654

𝖡𝖤𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖸𝖠𝖫 𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 #1 She pressed the knife deeper to my throat. I could feel the sting and blood beginning to trickle down my neck. "I gave you a chance to leave and never come back, why didn't you take it?" I looked into those deep grey eyes that I fell for. "Because I wouldn't have my wife sitting right next to me on that train ride." I answered truthfully. ☔︎☔︎☔︎ He has never met someone as mean as her. The glare on her face almost seemed permanent. The only words that fall out of her mouth are ones that will leave you tarnished and torn, making you second guess where you went wrong. Even worse, she never spoke, more like she grunted responses. When he first laid eyes on her, he fell in love with her tattoos, her attitude, her charm. He didn't understand why he kept coming back? He was intrigued with her. No matter what she said or did to him, he kept coming back. He was impatient but would wait for her. . . . She never understood how someone could keep a smile on their face everyday. The way he always kept a positive look on life. He never frowned. He was the flavour bubblegum that everyone wanted. The go-to ice cream flavour that you always get on a sunny day. That one summer vacation that you'll never forget. She hated his smile, his laugh, his eyes. She hated that she wanted to see that smile everyday. She hated that she couldn't stay away from him. She would happily set the world on fire but never let a flame touch him. ☔︎☔︎☔︎ All Rights Reserved 2022Ⓒsyriacax

"You are mine in a way nobody understand. I say how and I say when" ***************** His rough thumb pads made it way to my lower lips which I'm chewing with nervousness,, I flinched to move away but his other hand come around my waist and pulled me near to him while his chest touched mine.his thumb released my lower lips from my teeth's tight grasp my eyes widened. Then it traveled to my cheeks and he was caressing my cheeks sending small tingles over there his long fingers pushed my strands of hair to behind my ear. My widened eyes followed his fingers movements and stopped at his dark orbs which staring into me intensively.his fingertips tracing along my jawline and to my neck caressing me there, spreading a tingle sensation there.. my tummy felt weird with butterflies dancing there.what is he doing to me.my eyes were looking for an answer but the sudden realization of our proximity hit me and I tried to wingled out from his hold but he was faster than me as he tightened the hold around me.. "Let me go"I mumbled with my shaky voice still struggling, Martha or aunt could come inside any moment I should escape from this pervert but nothing affected him as he was just gazing at me. ************************* The story line contain a story of arrogant boy who afraid to express his own feelings denying his love with rudeness and a innocent shy girl who have a shy nature awake his beast to the point he cannot control him self anymore but to fall in love with her and their story is not a easy one even though both of them love eachother they couldn't recognize it. Warning-mature content and strong language will be included.🙊🔥 All the pictures and photos gifs credit to the rightful owner

At seven, she was nothing more than a child in white lace, her hand pressed into his as their families sealed a deal with rings and blood. He was eleven-already carved from stone, already the heir to a throne built on power, violence, and fear. Neither of them understood the weight of the promise that bound them. But years later, that promise has returned to claim them both. She is no longer a little girl. She has grown into a mafia princess-reckless, untamed, with fire in her veins and defiance in her tongue. He is no longer a boy. He is the ruthless leader of an empire, a man whose word is law and whose hands are stained with blood. They are opposites, destined to clash. She hates his control, his cold indifference, his unyielding dominance. He despises her rebellion, her refusal to bend, the chaos she brings into his ordered world. Yet hate is not the only thing that burns between them. Beneath every furious argument lies an attraction as sharp and dangerous as the knives hidden under their skin. Every glance dares the other closer, every touch threatens to ignite the very fire they're both trying to smother. But in their world, love is a weakness. Betrayal is a death sentence. And their marriage-forced, bound in blood and tradition-is less a union and more a war. Still, amidst the smoke of gunfire, whispered lies, and enemies circling like wolves, a brutal truth rises: They may destroy each other. Or they may burn the whole world down together. #1 in arrange #1 in unholy

"Growing up, my mother always told me one thing; bad company corrupted good morals. I didn't believe her, didn't believe those words she'd always said to me with such conviction. I'd always thought myself strong, always thought myself good enough to corrupt those bad morals. That was until I crossed paths with a man so lethal, a man so utterly consumed with darkness. And gradually, his words of poison would lace my system, dilute my sanity and leave me begging at his feet for more..." It was hate at first sight... I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE IMAGES USED IN THIS BOOK. ALL CONTENT WITHIN THIS BOOK IS FICTIONAL AND WORKS OF MY IMAGINATION. ANY SIMILARITIES TO REAL-LIFE EVENTS, PLACES, PEOPLE etc IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. MY BOOK IS NOT FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. COPYRIGHT ©️ 2023 by Rachael Abeauty! THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT; DARK ROMANCE, SEXUAL SCENES, STRONG LANGUAGE, SELF-HARM, etc. BOOK COVER MADE BY ME, THE AUTHOR.

College? No, this was paradise. Three years filled with partying, not so secret underground drug-deals, and hot-headed men sliding into beds like snakes with no self-control. Things were different now. I wasn't that perfect, frill-wearing angel Mama thought would walk into the house ring-beared. So many things had changed, except for one. Him. He was a disease, one I couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried. Everytime he's near, I feel myself turn into something I've never seen before. Like there's something under my skin only he is capable of bringing out. He's manipulative, twisted, and completely wrong in every way. I hate him. Yet every night, from miles away, I find him in my dreams. Mikhail Volkov Fuck the patriarchy. Better yet, fuck everything and everyone. It was a game of cat and mouse, me chasing victories every single day. The Bratva's constant want for war was what kept the fuel in my blood, burning up into flames whenever my knuckles made contact with another opponent. In the end, I'm always the one left standing. This fire in my bones, I feel it burst into flames while every dark memory, thought and desire runs into my fists. So many medals, but only the people around me could see them. The real battle was against my head. And maybe, just maybe, I was afraid to admit that I had no chance in winning it. She makes it harder. An angel with wings to everyone else, yet a master at unveiling those devil's horns only when I'm near. There's this darkness, this fire, in the both of us. The only difference is, she's better at hiding it. She was gone, far away, yet there was this tether dowsed in fuel connecting us, one that only lit up when she came back. Every time she's near, I feel the limits surrounding my wrath being tested. Then again, rules are only made to be broken, right? Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*