Lilith Alvarez, the daughter of Zane Alvarez. The most popular yet dangerous leader in the world Amery Anderson, the daughter of Alexander Anderson. The second most popular yet dangerous leader in the world. Ever since the two leaders joined together, joining Mafia's both girls grew closer. Everyone eventually saw the sparks and connections the two had but neither wanted to show. The sparks grew to flames. The connections grew stronger along with the feelings for each other.

Carter's honing a new skill as she recovers from her injury with the unexpected lessons from her former piano instructor. Feeling torn that the only way to move forward is to go back to her old teacher, a new side of herself is revealed by a childhood acquaintance. Can the past bring forth a future that remains bright? Will Eleanora be able to hear the new music from Carter's heart?

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Neriah Calvin is 23 and is starting a once in a lifetime internship with one of the most successful teams in the NBA. When she lays her eyes on the rookie of the team, Jacques Zion, jealously becomes a battle to stay together or a way to grow closer.

"She can cook and be a good host, double score," I sarcastically made an enthusiastic statement and ate diligently and my dad groans in irritation. "What? I'm listening now," I scoffed a laugh. He gives me one of those signature glares and I brushed him off. "Stefani, this is your new step mom like it or not, you're gonna have to give me a break and have some common decency to give Lillian a chance. She's here to stay so get comfortable with not waking up alone in the mornings," my dad leans over the counter tops. Ooooooooh I'm scared. I've just been promoted from neglected daughter to fucking housewife sitter.

"Olly you scared me," I spoke and she smiled up at me. "It's nice to know you care about me," she adjusted her maroon beanie. my skin burned at her words and she looked at me genuinely with her piercing blue eyes. Her black and maroon clothing brought out the blue in her eyes... Nicole, no. I cleared my throat, "is it not normal for a principal to show concern for their student's well being?" I shook my thoughts away. She gave me that smirk and crossed her arms, "sure oookaayy," she lingered with sarcasm.

Did it reach her? Can she feel my presence the way I'm yearning for hers? I wonder what she's thinking right now.. I want her to acknowledge me. Can you hear me? Can you hear me call your name with each note my body produces through my finger tips? Can you hear me cry out for your affection? Nocturne No. 19 in E Minor, Op. 72, No. 1 Eleanora...

Bee is a human who lives in a vampire ruled world, but when she gets sold on a slave market her whole life changes. She meets her owner and can't stop thinking there's more behind that mask she's wearing. Between blood and sex, she hopes to find the true story behind her cold hearted owner, Raven, who sometimes seems like she actually has feelings. *massive trigger warning* Read the tags... **I do NOT romanticize this behaviour at all. I wrote this so it would be psychological.**