Central Cee Name Novels & Stories

Her name is Alexia Ivanov. Every single person in the mafia knows her name. She is known as the Cold Blooded Assassin. She kills her enemies in the worst way possible and She finds pleasure in killing people. His name is Ares Salvatore. He is the leader of the most powerful mafia in the world. He is the leader of the Italian Mafia. He is dangerous, emotionless and cold to other people but with his family, there's no one better than him. Read what happens when the assassin meets the mafia King.

BE WARNED! 18+ ADULT CONTENT WITHIN!! The smile on her face, the smoothness of her lips, the freshness of her breath and the sweetness between her legs were all he began to think of. Oh, how he longed for that moment of lustful passion he'd be satisfying when he finds his way between her thighs. "I'll have you all night and share you with no one else. I want to make love to you till the break of day!" "Just shut up, lay down on that bed and spread your legs wide open for me. I'd be right back." Meet Justin Smith, the son of Central City's wealthiest man, who owns a slew of businesses including Smith Technology and Enterprise. Justin, a young 26-year-old Billionaire who is well-mannered and well-connected, must marry the daughter of his father's best friend to fulfill his dying mother's wish. He's a cold-blooded man who doesn't express emotion. Valerie Houston is a 24-year-old daughter of the wealthy Houston family who owns a car company. She's determined, diligent, and has a strong spirit. Her parents plan for her to marry one of the wealthy smiths. They have no choice but to follow their parents' instructions. What happens if Valerie and Justin start to fall in love? Will their romance blossom as a result of their love? What happens if Valerie's ex-boyfriend Scott, a well-known burglar, comes after her to reclaim her? Will the cold-hearted Justin be able to save Valerie? Will she play the role of Juliet, and he will play the role of Romeo? In this exciting, mind-blowing, love-filled, and romantic narrative, you'll find out!

On our wedding anniversary, I canceled all my meetings and made a reservation at a restaurant. That evening, my wife, the renowned investigative journalist Amaya Shaw, called me. “Efim, I’m sorry! I just received a tip from a source. It’s urgent. “It involves inside information about a well-known company. I have to go verify it immediately!” But the next day, I saw that Javor Furey, the junior she had brought along, had posted a collage on his social media. The central photo showed Amaya wearing a childish birthday hat. Her head was pressed against Javor’s, as they made a wish together in front of a cake covered in candles. This was the caption. [Thanks, my dear Ms. Shaw! Even in the midst of her busy schedule chasing big stories, she remembered to give me this surprise birthday!] [Chasing big stories.] I stared at those three words. Then, I glanced at the limited-edition bag on our dining table. It was the one she had been raving about for half a year. It was the anniversary gift I had prepared for her. I felt absurd. I commented just two words under that post. [How touching.] Her call came in almost the second I hit send. She sounded furious. “Efim, do you have to be so sarcastic? “It’s just an anniversary. How old are you? Why are you still celebrating such childish anniversaries?” From our first year of marriage to the present, her “tip-offs from informants” and “special circumstances” always took precedence over our promises. This time, she could not even be bothered to come up with a plausible excuse. I did not say anything. I hung up and blocked her number. This marriage was over.

Because I was born under the Moon’s blessing, my body ripened earlier than any she-wolf my age. On the night of my eighteenth turning, my brother—fearing I’d be force-claimed by brutes—entrusted me to his blood-oath brother: Silas, Alpha of the Northern Peak. The first time we met, his golden eyes locked on my bared neck and never left. His fangs sank into my scent gland that very night, claiming me beneath the full moon. For four years since, I’ve been his scribe by dawn light, and his whore by moonrise. He trained my body to fit his every hunger, covering me in bite marks, yet never left the Mating Mark that would make me his true mate. Four years later, his confidante from the Central Territories returned. He tore from my heat-soaked sheets without a backward glance, racing to the moon-platform to greet her. I followed, stomach hollow, scent glands throbbing with his phantom claim. Only an hour before, his hand—scarred from my own teeth—had clamped over my mouth as he rutted me into the furs. Now, before the assembled Pack, he stroked another woman’s silver hair. “Amara, don’t show that jealous look. Have you forgotten—four years ago, you were the one who crawled into my bed while I was moon-mad.” “This tantrum is unbecoming.” He was right. I had chosen this life myself. But when I finally chose to leave him, he was the first to break.

"Alex I liked you this whole time, why the fuck would I lie to you!" He yelled pleadingly "Is my feelings some kind of joke to you!" She spat the words in anger. _____________________________________So lets start this from the top...... Alexander LawrenceShe is from Australia, her mother's name Laura Lawrence and her dad David Lawrence; she is the only child and has this sweet but sassy more like mischievous side since she wad a kid. Her best friend Amber Hudson had been friends with her since she was a kid. Xander BlackHe is from Rome, his mother's name Christina Black and his dad Noah Black; not so different from Lawrence he only has a sister who's name is Veronica Black. He is the captain of the soccer team, his personality is the total opposite of Alex. He is arrogant and stubborn but he is very patientBut it all started with... HATRED . ENEMIES . PAIN

Karila Aistarabaw I is the last woman in Egyptian history to receive a royal title. Her inherited family wealth has placed her at the center of Western threats, where the war for power has intensified in recent years. With a mere title within a republic commanded by an antagonistic president, Karila lives for revenge in the name of all the losses she had suffered, but is faced with an unknown coming from America capable of making her relearn each of her most intimate principles in the name of a forbidden attraction that will change his life forever.

She felt like a caged bird. A bird that was meant to fly the high, blue skies, but was trapped like a prized possession for her master to impress others with. Ava is the daughter of a very powerful man in the underworld. Her blood, her family name makes her a tool for others to gain more power. Greedy men want her for her name, not for who she is. Being locked up all her life in her father's house makes her naïve and ignorant of the outside world. Meaning the greedy men have an easy game to play.

Delilah Ekalot heir to the Ekalot household wakes up from a coma having no memory of her husband due to an accident that almost claimed her life. However it isn't focused on what caused the accident, Delilah ventures down a path to clear down the debt her sister racked up during her coma. She comes across a few obstacles along the way and would risk anything to save the Ekalots name, will it be worth it fighting for her family's name ? When the people she knows and loves turns out to be her Adversaries

Samantha Sonnet, my wife who's also a hospital dean, decides to replace my name with Nicholas Spark, the intern's name on the surgical atlas that I've spent the last three years drafting without my permission. That atlas is then published. I burn the only original draft of the atlas in front of the entire department. Samantha blames me for being brash. "He's just leaving his name there so that he can ensure a smoother project closeout." After dusting the ashes away, I reply, "My academic achievements will always be mine. Since someone else's name is printed on my achievements, that means they are no longer pure." Later at midnight, Samantha hands me a glass of warm milk in an attempt to apologize to me. When I regain consciousness once again, I've already gotten strapped to a surgical table beneath a huge spotlight. I see a scalpel glinting coldly right above me. "You're a man of purity, right?" Samantha murmurs into my ear. "Three people's blood will be coursing through your veins soon enough. You'll be impure soon enough!" At the moment, Samantha is livestreaming an illegal organ removal surgery. As I stare at the camera hovering above my head, I say coldly, "If you've recorded enough evidence, then it's time to turn off the camera! Tell Captain Hardy that I've gotten my hands on the evidence he wants!"

“Ti voglio da impazzire… Qui… Ora…” (Ita. - I want you like crazy… Here… Now) An affair to remember… for all eternity! My name is Norah Wilde, I am American and I work for the Gritti family, a very important Italian name in the financial world. They've brought me to Italy from New York to ‘manage’ their important international clients. But soon after my arrival, I got framed, and my name and persona were destroyed in the process. No one believes I’m innocent… No one wants to hear me out… Except for my boss, the hot, mysterious, and untameable Leone Gritti! My name is Leone Gritti. I am Italian and I’m the VP of the most important bank in Italy. Dark forces are trying to destroy the perfect image of my honest family. Our enemies are trying to sink our empire. I will do whatever it takes to protect the Gritti name. I will sacrifice whatever to keep my family safe! But the woman who’s accused of being a spy is… innocent. I can tell just by looking into her scared, stunning dark eyes. Norah and Leone have a common goal: clearing their names. And the only way to do it is for Norah to become Leone’s mistress. Norah is scared but intrigued by his proposal and for Leone, no sacrifice is too great to protect what belongs to him: the Gritti empire and the beautiful Norah!