I always thought I'd be the first to do everything in my little circle of friends. Get a boyfriend. Get a tattoo Get laid. But here I am almost 21, and only done 2 out of the three. And it's not the getting laid. I mean don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong about being a Virgin. It's just well. . . I don't know. I know I sound crazy but it's the thing you only understand if you understand. But that's what brings me to the predicament right now. Curiosity killed the cat my ass, they should say it gets you pregnant. Now I bet your confused, well I explain. We were in the night club, Six Spades, the opening to exact invited by Jackie's boyfriend. I was dragged, practically. Thankfully summer had arrived. Jackie, Jackie's boyfriend, Vanessa, Jessica and I of course were just having fun, that was until the jokes started. The Virgin Mary jokes. Oh but that night they had made a mistake, they didn't tease scholar and almost top of her class Holly, they had teased, drunken, horny and further more Rebellious Holly. Fuck it. And I knew exactly who was going to do the deed, the hot man in VIP section with a man bun. He has been eyeing me apparently and well, man buns were like stupidly attractive. Sober me would have never but drunken me had her mind set. And well do I need to explain what happened. I got laid. And for some odd reason I didn't feel guilty about it. Heh, that was until I was sitting on the toilet looking at the two pink lines. But not only was I pregnant but I had nothing on the man I spent the night with. The only thing I had on him was a name, Damiano. And even with that I had no leads. Wait there's more. Turns out my supposed baby daddy had a brother who so happened to be dating a certain bestfriend of mine. And they're sorta in the Mafia. Yes your reading this correctly, the Mafia. And by sorta I mean he was the Godfather, the Don, the Capo! Just slap reality edition on it and you have a show.

BOOK 2 --- SEQUEL TO "Tainted" "His eyes squeezed shut; we waited and I felt myself drifting in and out of the scene. His hands caressed my face and I took another deep breath when we heard it. And in that moment, I knew that nothing would ever be certain. I didn't know what the next few hours held, what tomorrow did, or what the next years would bring. But in that small fraction of a second I saw his eyes light up, his lips finding mine, I knew enough." To be tainted means to be ruined, even poisoned somehow. That was what he always thought his life was and what she always described herself as. But how could two people capable of so much love be anything remotely tainted? *********************************************** COPYRIGHT. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This material is not permitted to be copied, reproduced or translated by any means. This is also an adult novel, meant for people 18+ as it does include mature content, themes and coarse language.

Arian Moore is living a life of hell. Married to an abusive top dog Lawyer, she has never felt more alone in her life. But when she meets Aiden Emerson, she feels a new sort of hope for a better life. But Aiden has some secrets of his own. He has blood on his hands and a dark and dangerous ethic. "I just didn't want you to get the wrong idea about me," Aiden's brows furrowed as he watched me with concern. I gave him a little shrug and grinned. "I don't think bad of you. Honest. You can sleep with whoever you want." His teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he stared down at me. The green in his gaze became darker and he subtly shook his head. "Not whoever I want." Mature/graphic content. Assault Rape Domestic violence. Read at your own risk! Cover and graphics created by @Ashley_mariex ❤️ Copyright ©️

Larissa Donovan is one of the country's most valuable intelligence assets, working in the shadows where few know of her existence and even fewer know her real name. When she's not working to keep the country safe, her focus is on tracking down the mobster responsible for her parents' grisly murders when she was a child. However, after twenty years of murder and secrets, Lissa is tired. She agrees to take one final assignment for the FBI...go undercover and get information on a college professor with ties to the same mobster she's been hunting all these years. What starts out as a simple spy mission quickly turns into something much more complicated. Between fighting her attraction to her target and trying to solve the mysterious connection between him and the mob, she finds herself tangled in a web of secrets and lies. When one of those secrets leads back to her father, she realizes there was more to her parents' murder than she ever imagined. WARNING: This story contains mature content (i.e., language, sex, and violence) and is intended for readers 18+

-COMPLETE original version PLUS first half of new version!- "I don't know what to do," I admitted for the first time to both her and myself. "I don't know how to maintain this without fucking something up. I don't know how to keep spending time with you without setting a bad example or slipping up in front of my Family." Violet sat up and turned to face me. "I can't answer that for you," she said with a sad smile. "But I can go. I can make this easier, stay out of your way for a while." She stood on her knees between my legs, close, but not touching, and watched me with those wide, ocean eyes. I should have told her to go- listened to her suggestion and put some real distance between us. It would have been smarter, safer. But it would feel like cutting off my own hands. "I don't want that," I murmured, and reached for her waist. (excerpt from new version) --- Vengeance. Vendetta. Violence. These three words are all Violet Harcourt knows. For years, her world has been centered around killing Bill Pfeiffer, the hitman who murdered her father and sister. She's learned the criminal underground inside and out while masquerading as a quiet art student, bringing her closer and closer to her target. Now, it's time to blow her cover, and Bill Pfeiffer's brains out. Vitale Fierro lives a carefree life at the top of the Salvaggi Mafia. Business has been good, and Chicago isn't a bad place to call home when you're a professional criminal. But when a girl with purple hair murders the Family's prized hitman, he's given the responsibility of what to do with her. To kill, or not to kill seems to be the ultimate question- one he must answer while managing a promotion, taking down a rival Family, and trying not to fall in love. Book 1 of the Rough Love Novels