Don't Fear The Reaper

Don't please." she sobbed shaking badly. The fear of her situation slowly sinking in. "Shut your fucking mouth close!" Leonardo yelled out of anger. Emma has been frustrating him for the past few days and deep down it hurts him. "I thought you liked it opened." she replied with a smirk. He felt his body twitch with desire at her dirty words. "Please I want to go home." "I am your daddy like you cried last night." he cut me off by grabbing my neck and pulling me close. My heart raced wildly against my chest and I couldn't tell if I was scared or turned on. **** In a world where killing is the order of the day, Emma's brought into this world to pay off her family's debt. Either she kills or she will be killed. The soft city girl toughens up, but her captor, Leonardo, tests her resolve and her heart. Torn between escape and twisted desire, Emma must confront the darkness within herself. Can she reclaim her freedom and protect her family, or will the shadows consume her?

Ava Parker, the daughter of a notorious American mafia family, is about to marry Riccardo De Lucca, her late sister’s fiancé. He’s the guy she’s secretly loved since the first moment she saw him ten years ago when she was only fourteen years old. After two years apart, she’s shocked to find he’s not the same man she fell for. The Riccardo in front of her is a ruthless figure, ready to turn her life into a nightmare. All she’s ever wanted is to break free. Living in her sister’s shadow has never been easy for her. But fate has other plans for her so it seems. Riccardo has his own reasons for wanting to marry Ava. He’s out for revenge against those who caused his fiancée's death and is willing to go to any lengths to achieve it, even if it means hurting the wrong person. He always thought Ava was meek, but he quickly discovers there’s a fiery spirit in her that drives him wild. As the barriers between them start to crumble, their connection becomes something neither can control. Ava has to navigate the dangerous world of the mafia while grappling with her undeniable attraction to the man she vowed to never love again. And Riccardo? He’s determined to claim her completely—body, mind, and soul.

"Say it," Tenz growled, yanking her hips against the hood of his blacked-out car, his hand wrapped around her throat like a necklace made of danger. Kyoline's breath shuddered as his mouth traced her jaw, his fingers sliding under the hem of her leather skirt, teasing, threatening. "Say you're mine, or I'll make you say it with your teeth clenched and your legs shaking," he hissed, dragging his tongue along her collarbone. She smirked through the haze of lust and war. "I'm not yours, Tenz... I'm just letting you play with me until someone better comes to steal me." "Someone like who?" he spat. A cold voice answered from behind the shadows. "Like me," Isaac said. And just like that... the chaos began. --- Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. A mafia princess with ash in her veins and a Glock in her purse. Her childhood ended the day her father-a respected Made Man-was assassinated. Left for dead, she crawled from the ruins with nothing but vengeance and two younger siblings she'd kill for. Now eighteen and jaded, Kyoline bartends for mob rats by night, runs guns for a price, and slays in gold heels by morning. Love? It's not on the agenda. Survival is. Enter Tenz Jersey-her inked-up, lie-laced mafia beau. The man who f*cks like a god and lies like a sermon. He gives her fire, chaos, and a reason to breathe. He also gives her bruises she wears like medals and promises that vanish like smoke. She tells herself he's enough. Until Isaac. Cold. Calculating. Beautiful in a way that feels like a bullet wound. He shoves her into an unmarked SUV, claims he's NYPD, feeds her lies and cannoli-then laughs while she figures out he's actually the most lethal hitman.....

“Here's the deal. Do that lawyer stuff that you do. Try to send me to jail.” “What?” I blinked. “I'm giving you a year, but in my territory. I'm not sending you back to the U.S, so better get used to Italy like you once lived.” “Excuse-” “But you'll have everything. Every resource. Impress me, show me why you're a top lawyer and get me locked up. Prove to everyone that I killed your parents.” “I'll send you to jail, even if it's the last thing I do, Roman. You're trying to ruin my life again, but this time I won't let you. You're finished.” “Now, the condition.” My eyes widened. Now a condition? “If you don't succeed, you won't ever have an opinion. You'll be my plaything, my pet, my personal slave, my cum bucket. You'll be whatever I want you to be, do you understand?” I felt instant chills ripple through me. “So that's what you want? To control me after killing my parents?” “Yes, exactly that. I want to humiliate you so badly, so better impress me and send me to jail, Gianna. Better do it.” His voice was thick with warning. No matter how much I desire him, I'll make sure he rots in jail. …… We don't always get what we want, Gianna. He killed her parents and she managed to escape the house fire. Years later and this invincible Mafia don gets arrested in the United States, and she's the top lawyer in charge of his case? Hmm, I wonder what happened next.

I shouldn't have gone for that vacation, I felt it in my sixth senses. The truth is I could only blame myself, I was foolish enough to make the decision even when I knew. When my boyfriend broke up with me, I should have left newyork immediately but I stayed. I stayed, when for that party, had a one night stand and got into trouble and you know the freaking kinds trouble? The mafia kind. Now, I have in front of me a contract that says shit!

The day she found out about the tumor, Noemi Rosales made one wild choice—she'd give her corneas to her blind husband, Daniel Gomez. Quietly. No spotlight, no drama. Too bad Daniel only cared about Ivanna Lopez. He ate up every lie she fed him and iced Noemi out like she was nothing. "I want you out of my life." Cool. Noemi could do that. "Ms. Rosales, are you certain you want Mr. Gomez listed as the cornea recipient?" "Yeah. Give them to him. Once I'm gone, the hospital can use the rest of me for science or whatever." She scrawled her signature. "Don't tell him."

Dahlia Rivera has spent her life in her twin sister’s shadow. But when Denise vanishes on the night of her arranged marriage to ruthless mafia don Luca Romano, Dahlia is forced to walk down the aisle in her place. What begins as a sacrifice soon turns into a prison. Cold and unforgiving, Luca reveals she was given to him not for love, but as payment for her father’s debts. Trapped in his mansion, Dahlia braces herself for a loveless marriage—until she glimpses the man behind the don. As danger closes in and passion ignites, Dahlia finds herself falling for the husband she was never meant to have. But Luca doesn’t believe in love—and his silence could break her more than any enemy’s bullet. And when Denise returns, demanding to reclaim what was “hers,” Dahlia must risk everything—not only for Luca’s love, but for her very life.

“Louder,” he said while watching me like a predator ready to strike, “I-I belong to you,” I stuttered while swallowing the lump formed in my throat. “To?” he gritted his teeth, “Nikolai Vasiliev,” *** Nikolai Vasiliev, the most feared and respected don of the Russian mafia. He was known as the ruthless king of the mafia whose world revolves around blood and lust. Love is forbidden to him as he promised himself not to love again. Juliana Mitchell, a brave, stubborn, hardworking and beautiful woman leaving her normal life, dreaming to find her happily ever after. All her life she was constantly reminded that she’s useless and ugly compared to her younger sister which made her doubt herself all the time. One encounter with the Russian don changed her life completely, pulling her into a web of lies, manipulation and pure torture. She’s ready to do anything to get away from his clutches but the question is, Will he let someone walk away from him the second time?

#R18 She does nothing but melts at his touch, crave for every inch of his shaft. His fingertips are like magic, trailing her soft skin like ushers of the wind. It's hard to resist his touch and when he thrusts in her? She doesn't want him to stop. **** Amelia's life spiraled into misery when she got caught in the webs of slavery by the ruthless mafia Don, Alessandro DeMarco. As a punishment for trying to infiltrate his mafia organisation, he made her his slave and she was bound to work for him forever. Amelia struggled with the pain of betrayal and mistrust. Her boyfriend, who claimed to love her led her into the webs of destruction and even betrayed her when he ought to stand in for her. Amelia accepted her fate and agreed to work for the Don but as she continued to work for him as a loyal servant, she remained his assets; one bound forever to the Deadly mafia Don. What happens when love trips in? Will Alessandro be able to control his feelings for her? Will Amelia suppress the urge to keep spreading her legs for the Mafia Don as he always made her wet!

“Your body belongs to me, Kitten.” He rasped out, cold index finger reaching out to trace over my fluttering pulse. I took an hesitant step backwards, but he took one forward, closing in on me even further and making my breath hitch. “Say it.” I gulped and averted my gaze instead, clutching on my towel harder. His grip on my chin was firm as he tipped my head upwards. I trembled in immense fear. “My b- body belongs to you.” I stuttered shakily, and a dark grin broke out on his face, making my blood run colder. “That’s right. Now, take this off. I don’t think we’ll be needing this tonight.” —— When an underboss’ territory gets raided and his wife and eldest son gets captured, what better way to rectify the situation than to seek help from the most popular Mafia Don in Italy and give his only daughter away in exchange for said help. Catherine has a deep rooted fear of men, and had secretly planned on eloping before she comes of age in which her hand would be given out in marriage, but when the unexpected happened and she had to be the sacrificial lamb, she knew her entire life was doomed. Damien’s was cold, ruthless and emotionless. He had no idea of what to do with his new wife who trembled around him like a lost kitten– but, he knew he could never let her go. Ever since he set his eyes on her and saw the tears running down her flushed cheeks, he knew he had to have her, protect her and keep her all to himself. That might just be hard to do, since danger was never, ever far away from him.