Sophia will do anything to escape an arranged marriage to the arrogant billionaire, Enrique Monteiro, but he has more control than she knows. ***** Enrique Monteiro, a powerful Brazilian billionaire, has gotten everything he wanted in life. He has looks, wealth, power, and women. He travels in his private jet to negotiate business deals all over the globe. His godly looks and reserved attitude makes seems to pull women in. With just a snap of his fingers, he can get everything he's ever wanted. Everything except Sophia Castello. [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]] Cover designed by Karen Roberts

He's sexy, charming, flirty ...and has notoriously bad taste in women. With most of his one nighters being comic disasters, Evan Daniels has been happy to go from one to the next, without attachments. Along with his playboy ways, comes a challengingly sharp wit and character, that most women can't hope to tame... But with the right woman, there is hope. When Katarina and Evan continue to rub each other the wrong way, the friction turns to a spark, but will it flame or will it burn out?

Charlie Raven seems to have life all figured out, eighteen years old, beautiful, loving parents, amazing friends, and a publicly perfect boyfriend. But not everything in life is always as black and white as it seems. Could it be that the tattooed boy from the wrong side of town will be the one to help her change her ways? ♥ Please be advised this story contains: Language, sexual references and content, drug references and usage, violence and more. [Book 2 in the Cobra series] Number 1 in gang romance 22/3/2020

CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

Shay drag me into the empty elevator and hug me again. "What was that for?" I ask and blush. "I just wanted to hug you again. I really missed you." I bite my lip. "Please. Don't do that." I think he's referring to me biting my lip so I realise my bottom lip from my teeth. "Sorry. I picked up Ally's dirty habit." "It's cute but not now Cherry Lips." I laugh. "Cherry Lips?" "New nickname." "It's weird but I love it." "You better love it because I've never given a girl a nickname before." "Never?" "Never." I smile

He strides closer, his eyes focused intently on me. I stumble backwards, feeling the cold wall press against my back. He stops inches away from me, forcing me to stare at his dark brooding eyes. I was enthralled by them, luring me in. "What are you doing?" My throat went dry as I spoke, his figure closing in. His scent made it even harder to think straight, a mix of fresh pine and smoky wood was all I could breath in. He doesn't answer and leans in closer to me, I could've gotten lost in his eyes, he tilted his head as the light shadowed the side of his face. "You amuse me, Abby" He whispered. His lips grazing my cheek. I stood there, stunned by our proximity. He pulled back slowly, staring, unflinching. "Don't go looking too deep, you'll regret it once you find what I'm hiding" I heard the door close, and he was gone once I regained my sanity. *** He was fire to my soul, his touch an electric cold shiver to my skin, and his eyes were the most troubled I could ever find. The way his eyes gazed at me, they held forbidden secrets. I was curious to what made him so closed off to the world, so twisted and cruel. I was drawn to him than anyone I've ever encountered, a man with a brutal past and a forgotten heart. They told me to stay away, but I didn't listen. They said my curiosity would kill me, then let that be the end of me. *UNDER EDITING* *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*

"Careful Bella, keep licking your lips like that and I'll have to take you right here right now." A smirk was playing on his soft lips as I inhaled shakily, careful not to moan in front of him. I definitely wasn't going to let him win this one. "You. Wouldn't. Dare," I spoke, my words like daggers. "Oh, I most certainly would." *** Bella Thorne had been abused by her stepmother for most of her life. Her mother, the only one she truly loved, left her by committing suicide after watching her husband cheat on her with a woman to whom Bella had to call her stepmother. Her step mom would beat Bella in the worst of ways, as her father stood idly by. In other words, Bella Thorne's life was a living hell. She had no one. That was, until she met Ryan Miller. Ryan Miller always had anything he wanted. He was rude, selfish, and extremely dangerous; he would have any man scared for their life. He was the type of person who's name would have your skin itching with terror. He showed no mercy. But when he happens to run into young Bella Thorne, his world changes. **FOR MATURE READERS** **CURRENTLY UNDERGOING EDITING** Highest rank: #42 dangerous 8/13/18 #34 steamy 11/13/18