His life is full of violence, blood and death. His name is Cerberus, that's what they call him because he's vicious, cruel, and ruthless. To be The Mafia leader you have to be, fearless, heartless and shameless, to have what you want, to get what you want and to own what you want. Gabriel 30 years, the leader of the black cross mafia or family as he calls it. He's well known everywhere due to his cruel and vicious acts no one dares to disobey him, and no one dares to challenge him. Ariel a sweet 18 years, high school girl innocent, shy, kind and pure. The girl who always sees the good in people even though they can't see it themselves. She's a believer that everyone matters and everyone must have a chance. These two people will meet, their worlds will collide, and their life won't be the same. Is the gangster going to be changed by the angel or the pure soul of the angel going to be tainted.
"Yayo, yayo
Moo la lah
Yayo
Bitch better have my money,
Y'all should know me well enough,
Bitch better have my money,
Please don't call me on my bluff,
Pay me what you owe me,
Ballin' bigger than LeBron,
Bitch, give me your money,
Who y'all think y'all frontin on?
Like brrap, brrap, brrap "
"Jesus Christ" I shrieked when I saw the old lady that was lurking behind me, giving me the stink eye disgusted.
"I want a copy of Macbeth, rental two weeks period."
I tried to slow my heartbeats and move. This woman almost gave me a heart attack. I went to the shelves to get her the book she wanted, and who buys or rents a book this late? It's 10 pm for God's sake. Isn't she afraid that someone would rob her or, worse, kill her?
"Here you go ma'am, this would be....."
"I know what the cost is, here."
She threw the money on the counter and went mumbling something about kids these days who have no shame.
Wow, I love Sundays; they are the best start of a productive week, so that's why people are so peachy.
"Ariel, please clean up and close. I've to go. Haley just called, and she is throwing a tantrum."
"OK Daniel, have a good night."
He didn't give me the chance to reply and left me screaming after him, ugh why me? Why did Jason have to take the day off? I went to the kitchen and checked that everything was clean and gathered the garbage bags, then went to the back door to throw them out. You see, I work at a library slash coffee shop so you can read your favorite book and enjoy your drink. Sometimes we rent books only for the regulars, so I'm sort of a librarian, waitress, and barista.
I'm a senior. I live with my mom who is a nurse, by the way. I don't need money actually, but I work to pay for my piano lessons. My mom works so hard to afford the college money for me. I want to be a doctor, so yeah I need a little fortune, that's why I'm working to pay for my piano lessons. I wanted to help her. I'm not a shameless girl, as the nice lady said a few moments ago.
I sighed and threw the bags next to the others in the alley and when I was about to leave; I heard someone groaning and froze. Oh my god, what is that? What should I do? Is this for real or just my imagination? But again I heard it. I swallowed hard and turned back slowly, then took hesitant steps farther into the dark alley. My breath hitched when I saw a body behind a big bile of garbage and again froze, staring with wide eyes. In front of me was a man clutching his stomach and groaning in pain.
And without thinking, I ran to him.
"Oh my god, oh my god. Sir...... Sir Are you OK? Jesus, I'm gonna call 911."
The man held my hand and looked in my eyes and said "D.... Don't please, just get me out of here."
"But... But you are bleeding so hard, and I think you lost so much blood. You need to go to the hospital. "
"No... NO PLEASE, just help me to get out of here."
I chewed on my lower lip, thinking about what to do. The thing is, I live in Queens, and..... ugh you got the picture. The man tugged on my hoodie sleeve and that did it for me.
I put one of his arms around my neck and I slipped my right hand around his waist and started to stand up and boy, was he heavy. I held dragged him all the way inside into the kitchen and closed the door. While I was about to drag him out to my mom's car, I heard the sound of the front door's bell. Someone is here. I put him in the corner behind the small counter and was about to see who came, but the man held my right hand in a death grip and shook his head no.
"It's ok? Don't worry, I'm gonna be ok." I whispered.
He dropped his hand reluctantly and let me go; I gave him a small reassuring smile and headed to the door to see who was there.
"We are closed, sirs," I said with a weak smile to the three bulky men who were looking around suspiciously.
"Oh, I see. Did a man come here, or did you see him pass by?" the tallest one asked.
"This is a library, sir; a lot of men come here to read books."
"This one is no ordinary man. Well built, 6.5 foot, tan skin, dark hair, amber eyes, stabbed, bleeding," He said, smirking.
"Oh, umm no, I don't think I saw him. Do you want to check the cameras? Maybe he came at the morning shift. I wasn't here sorry."
He narrowed his eyes and tried to see if I was lying, so I fluttered my eyelashes and gave my most innocent look I've.
"Alessio, let's go." One of the other two men told the hulk in front of me. Alessio gave me another look and went out with the others.
I let out the breath I didn't know that I was holding and slid to the ground.
After ten seconds, I regained the ability to walk again and went back to the man in the kitchen.
"Sir..... sir wake up, God is he dead." I kneeled and checked his pulse, no he's still alive, just fainted. He's still bleeding profoundly. I left again and closed everything, the light and the front door, then drove my car to the back alley. I looked around carefully to see if anyone was watching me, and when I was sure that nothing was wrong. I opened the back door and dragged the man to the car, and headed home.
Thank god I was living three blocks away, other days I just walk. But today when my mom knew that I'll be late she gave me her car.
Again I dragged held the very heavy unconscious man to my room, which was on the second floor. Lucky me.
My weak knees just gave up the moment I entered; the stranger and I were on the floor. I was breathing so hard and him groaning.
"Hey wake up, please. I can't drag you around anymore. I'm not that strong, trust me."
He moaned and flattered, his eyes open.
"Where am I?" he looked around suspiciously.
"Ah...... Um, after these three scary men left. I couldn't let you stay at the library, so I brought you here to my house...... umm this is my room."
With wide eyes, the man looked at me, surprised. But actually, it was me, the surprised one. This was the first time I took a good look at his face. The first thing I saw was amber. His eyes were the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life, two golden gems with a hint of green. Red full lips, straight nose crocked a little, rough stubble dusting his sharp jawline and a cute dimple on right.
His groaning made me snap out of my trance and remembered what's going on. With hot red cheeks, I stood up.
"Umm.... can you stand up? We need to go to the bathroom to clean your wounds."
I didn't wait for his answer. I just ran there.
After a minute or so, the stranger came wobbling. He lost a lot of blood; I was astonished that he can even open his eyes.
"Hey......Would you please sit here?" I closed the toilet seat and opened the first aid kit and looked for scissors, then faced him to cut his dress shirt.
"What the hell you think you are doing?" he growled.
I winced when he held my right wrist in a death grip.
"I need to check your wound. It's still bleeding so hard, and your clothes must be sticky. It's gonna hurt if you tried to take them off. I need to cut them." He narrowed his eyes.
"And if you check it, what can you do about it? Nothing."
"Look, you don't want to go to the hospital. You're bleeding, and your wound needs to be cleaned at least."
He let my hand hesitantly. I helped him take off his jacket and tried to take off his dress shirt, but it was sticky like I thought. With all the bleeding and the open flesh, it was like glue. So I used the scissors to cut it open. I tried so hard not to flush when I saw his naked torso; it was a sight to behold. Broad wide shoulders with lots of muscles, defined strong abs and on his left pectoral, there was a scary tattoo of a three-headed vicious dog, surrounded by flames. And a lot of scars all over his abdomen. On his back a full back length tattoo of some sort of grim reaper, angel!
His grunts again brought me back from dreamland. I shook my head clearing it; I gently touched the wounded area on his right, trying to understand what I'm dealing with.
"Umm... You need a couple of stitches. I'm not a professional, but I can do it. My mom taught me, but it won't look pretty. I'm not that expert. "
He opened his eyes and said, "Just do it."
"Ok, I'll clean it first, Um.....I don't have any anesthetic, I'm sorry."
"Just fucking DO IT."
I flinched but didn't say anything and started silently to clean the cut, disinfecting and stitching it.
When I felt him flinching and biting hard on his lower lip that he draw blood, I couldn't take it anymore.
"Shhh, it is ok. I'm almost done. I promise it's gonna end soon." I cooed even though I know it's childish, but what else can I do?
"Ok, I'm done. I think no vital organs were damaged, but you need to check everything up. I'm not a doctor." He just nodded.
"Ok... Here, let's clean you up. I'll bring you something to wear to get some sleep. "
I helped him to wash his face and gave him a big shirt of mine and walked him to my bed. Then brought him a couple of Aspirins and a glass of water. When I was about to go, he grabbed my hand.
"Why?" he asked
"What? Excuse me. "
"Why are you helping me? Aren't you afraid of someone like me? "
"Oh, I can't lie and say I'm not afraid of you, but why not helping? I mean, you were in a bad condition and can't go to a hospital for certain reasons, so what else can I do? Leave you to die? "
"Do you know what I do for a living?"
"I think I have a good idea about that ......" I prayed my hand from him "Just get some rest."
I took a shower and wore my pajamas and checked on him; he didn't have any fever or anything, thank goodness. And then I headed to my chair next to my desk and tried to sleep.
I checked the alarm clock; it was 12:01 am. I sighed.
"Happy freakin eighteenth birthday Ariel." Then I fell into a dreamless sleep.
“I really want to hate you, but why is it so fucking hard to do just that? Sometimes I find myself hating you to the extent that I want to fuck you into submission gain, Demi. I thought what had happened to me was the only punishment I would ever get, but I found out that you are a curse, Demi. One that I don’t ever want to break, but I’m dying to break you again, wife.” “You see Demi, you say that you hate me, but do you feel how your body sings each time I touch it? You have never been a good liar wife and even if you tried to convince yourself or others, your body will always tell the truth, that I still and will forever own it.” I was sold to the mafia king to pay my father's debt. He wanted to have an heir and so he made me his wife. I had no say in it and I thought that this will be my life forever and my fate was sealed. Until one day my world came crashing down upon me. I found out that the safest place is with my husband 'Ares'. The ruthless, cruelest and coldest man I have ever met. This book is R-18. Contains sexual content, violence and mental health problems.
“I’m the only one to blame! It only started as a way to express myself through my new manga and as a die hard fushoji, I had to use them. But I have never known that things might get to this. The twin discovered my secret guilty pleasure and I have to pay. The problem is that I’m already waiting and anticipating what is coming my way. I’m not afraid to be used and abused. On the contrary, I can’t wait for it.” Mila, the perfect Harvard student, has a small secret. She loves to draw BL manga, but things weren’t going well with her website. But everything changed one day when she used the two star athletes as her new characters in her fresh story. And now she had to face the consequences because the two boys were coming after her.
Humanity has finally done it and destroyed the world. After the spread of the killer virus that no one had a cure for, countries started to fight as greed has pushed them to expand their territories. And in the process, they provoked mother nature to take a stand. The plague evolved into something that twisted and deformed humans; they were neither dead nor alive. Just walking empty husks that fed on flesh and had one purpose, killing. The supernatural were exposed to the rest of the world; as they weren't spared and got affected, too. The result of this knowledge was chaos. Instead of creating one unity, the rest of the living were fighting among themselves and the undead. The entire world turned into a big arena and it was (survival of the fittest).
“I really want to hate you, but why is it so fucking hard to do just that? Sometimes I find myself hating you to the extent that I want to fuck you into submission gain, Demi. I thought what had happened to me was the only punishment I would ever get, but I found out that you are a curse, Demi. One that I don’t ever want to break, but I’m dying to break you again, wife.” “You see Demi, you say that you hate me, but do you feel how your body sings each time I touch it? You have never been a good liar wife and even if you tried to convince yourself or others, your body will always tell the truth, that I still and will forever own it.” I was sold to the mafia king to pay my father's debt. He wanted to have an heir and so he made me his wife. I had no say in it and I thought that this will be my life forever and my fate was sealed. Until one day my world came crashing down upon me. I found out that the safest place is with my husband 'Ares'. The ruthless, cruelest and coldest man I have ever met. This book is R-18. Contains sexual content, violence and mental health problems.
Sarah Yaroslav is a Prima ballerina of the most prestigious company in the world, Bolshoi. Her life since she was four was about dancing and building her career. Her best friend Lina invites her to her birthday. And for the first time, Sarah will sneak a peek at her friend’s mysterious life. But before the night of The Sanguis Lunae, a beast attacks her and whispers one word that changes her life forever. “Mine.” Cassius, the supreme alpha king, was restless and on edge because of the blood moon. His Lycan was relentless and fighting him over control. He wanted out to play. He has been watching the human girl closely and his obsession with her grew. And one night he declared her his. Sarah and Cassius will struggle with their feelings and attraction. It will be a war between mind and heart. But among this chaos, they will face a big threat. Evil lurked in the shadows and was hell-bent on revenge. What will they do? Are they going to surrender to the moon's madness? Or will they fight the bond forming between them? And what is this entity and why is it trying to kill them all?
"With blood, fire, and magic I claim you Urmah son of Abdi_ili and Anunit, the descendant of royals, blessed by the two gods of the sun..." ... "I am Tiye daughter of pharaohs, I am Sekhmet daughter of the great god Ra, we claim you, body and soul to the rest of your days in this world and the after to be our lord and guardian, to be our love and spirit, here we bound you to us. May we never be set free forever and ever." Princess Tiye was meant to be a goddess queen, she would sit on Egypt's throne and rule with Sekhmet's blessing, but before her eighteenth name day she was betrayed by her uncle and cousin, and she became a fugitive, a murderer. on her journey for safety, she meets prince Urmah, The forsaken son of the Akkadian king. He promises to help her to take back what is rightfully hers and get her revenge after his visit with his father. But their plan fails when her troubles follow them to Akkad, and that's when the goddess makes her presence known to the world. Who would prince Urmah choose, the woman he renounced his God for, or his father's approval and acceptance? And what would Tiye do when she is forced to witness the murder of her loved ones for the second time? Are her throne and revenge worth the sacrifice?
"I will work for you till I pay back the amount in full.. I want to be a maid.. Please… I don't want to be a breeder" I started to plead once everyone left the ward.. He saw her begging but his stone cold heart didn't melt. "I never tasted a weak duckling Alpha.." He smirked and walked toward me.. I walked back with fear till I hit the wall. "I am not weak." I said in a low tone and tried to push him away.. But his solid body didn't move an inch.. I could not breathe properly because of his aura.. "I will make you beg me for pleasure…" His words disgusted me. I didn't talk back as his Alpha tone was overbearing.. I felt weak wherever he was touching me.. "You will be my toy till you get pregnant.." I turned my head away with disgust but he touched my cheek roughly and caught my chin. He made me look into his eyes.. His hand covered my neck and gripped it hard.. "I will come to you every night to f**k you.." His eyes became devilish as if he was looking at his prey.. Suddenly I felt scared of him more.. and my breathing became suffocating.. He is pressing my windpipe to make me suffer… My eyes become red while I shake my head slowly... "No… no.." I murmured and I forgot to breathe in his presence.. He was scaring hell out of me.. "Girl.. You will be lucky if you get pregnancy soon otherwise I will have my ways to f**k you.." I dropped my eyes not able to hear such f***y words.. Tears rolled down my cheeks when he loosened his grip.. I don't want to believe that my father sold me as a breeder.. I can't accept it.. "If you agree or not.. it doesn't matter.. spread your legs when I come to you.." He pushed me back again and the tip of his nose touched my cheek while I looked at him scarily.. He nibbled on the crook of my neck and kissed my sensitive places… "Remember I am your Alpha from now on and don't you dare to say no…" he said huskily and pushed me back fiercely.. His cruel and harsh words made me fall back on the ground..
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
Everyone thought Lorenzo truly loved Gracie, until the day of their daughter’s heart surgery. To Gracie’s utter shock, Lorenzo gave the precious organ needed by their child to another woman. Devastated, Gracie opted for a divorce. Fueled by her need for revenge, Gracie joined hands with Lorenzo’s uncle, Waylon, and orchestrated Lorenzo’s downfall. In the end, Lorenzo was left with nothing and consumed by remorse. He pleaded for a reconciliation. Gracie thought she was free to move on with her life, but Waylon held her back in a death grip. “Did you think you can just walk out on me?”
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."