Novels by Zeewrites14

WARNING: THIS PART CONTAINS SCENES THAT SOME READERS MIGHT NOT REALLY APPRECIATE (R18 PARTS). PLEASE TAKE THAT INTO CONSIDERATION AS YOU PROCEED TO READ THIS CHAPTER. TONY'S POVThe alarm rings by 5 am on the dot but I am already awake. I have been awake for the past two hours because I was awakened by a nightmare. The same nightmare that always starts the same way; Everybody would be in the living room of my mansion and we would all be having fun and playing board games and generally having fun. Then all of a sudden, some faceless guys barge into the house and then they kill everybody except me. I start to cry knowing that it was all my fault and then I wake up sweating and gasping for air. This time though, I had succeeded in not waking Camilla up. God knows how much she needed to sleep, she had bags under her eyes, and her bright, big, beautiful eyes are now red. I laid back down and pulled her close to my chest. I inhaled her delicious vanilla strawberry smell and pressed a kis

Nail Tech by Jack Harlow~*~*~TONY'S POVIt's been a week since the whole incident and we are back in California. Andre said that there was really nothing for him in Mexico, so he decided to come back and fight with us. His wound was already healing but he was still getting a lot of rest. The drive back to my house from the airport was filled with silence. It was as though nobody wanted to speak. Coming back to California was like coming back to death because everybody who might possibly want to harm me was either living here or knew that I lived here. When we got to the gate of my house, I used the remote on my phone to open it and we drove in. Everything looked just as I had left it, at least on the outside. When we all went inside, it was a different story all together. Everything in the house was shattered. My Samsung UA11050 Television was wholly shattered. It was evident that the person who did this had every intention of hurting me. "Damn!" Andre blurted out. "How could so

TONY'S POVRed and blue lights flashed all over the place as the medics carried Andre on a gurney and took him into the ambulance. I entered the ambulance with him after I told Derek to go home with Camilla and the other guys.I had to go to the hospital with him because he had no other family besides me even though he tried to kill me, he was still my brother and in all honesty, I held no form of resentment towards him, I actually felt sorry for him.Andre was a boy who had been hurt by the actions of his father and he felt abandoned. He became resentful and bitter and sort to take revenge on people who didn't deserve it.I really felt for my brother and somehow in the middle of this crazy scheme, even though he had tried to kill me and he had forced my girlfriend to kiss him after kidnapping her, I still learned to love him.He and I weren't that much different. We were both scarred by things that

DEREK'S POVWe had spent days building the perfect plan and today was the day we would finally execute the plan. I was really nervous because the plan was shaky at best, we didn't know how tight the security was at the location where they were. Just because the guy was careless enough to call Ballo with his phone number doesn't mean that he's stupid. It was obvious from the way he handled the entire situation that he was very smart and very clever. But we really had nothing to lose from trying."Is everything ready for us to go?" I asked Juan-Miguel who had just finished loading some guns in the van."Yeah, everything is set. Carlos is coming over with the bulletproof vests in a bit."I nodded and headed towards the van.All these preparations reminded me of the time when Ballo and I were kids and we use to play 'soldiers' in a pretend war. We always pretended as though we were shooting the bad guys and we c

TONY'S POVThe days were losing meaning and I was slowly drowning in a dark pit. Ever since the day that Camilla had kissed Adriano, shit hasn't just been the same. I wondered what her reasons could be for committing such an act but I couldn't ask her.It had been four days since the both of them came to the basement. Since then, I had not seen or heard from Andre. My brother, though, was nice enough to send food to me so I wasn't left starving. But my bones were beginning to turn sore and I couldn't feel my legs anymore because it had been a little over a week since I had used them.The injury that I had sustained when Andre had punched me in the face had turned purple and I was afraid that it would soon get an infection.This point in my life has got to be the lowest point in my life since I became an adult. I had always fought so hard not to be that weak, helpless boy that I had been after my parents died.

TONY'S POVThe days went by slowly and slowly. It was as though time had stopped moving at its normal pace and the earth was now tired of going around.My newfound brother did the same thing everything day. He came into the basement I was in and told me the same old thing, then he would tell me about how he would ruin my life, and then he would.I was really starting to think that this whole thing was a farce and this guy was just bored.It was seven-thirty in the evening when Adriano walked into the basement. But this time it was different, he brought in Camilla with him.I sat up straight and looked at her."Baby." I said in a whisper. I wanted to run to her and pull her into my arms and kiss her like crazy but my hands were tied to the stupid chair.Camilla didn't look all that different but she had bags under her eyes and she looked tired. I knew she wasn't sleeping much and it was pr

ADRIANO “The Sangue Nero are closing in on us and what have you done about it?” His father asked. Adriano always dreaded his father’s weekly visits because the man always had something to complain about. He always asked the same questions and got the same answer every time he asked. “I’m handling it.” Adriano bit out angrily. “You’re not handling shit! The just invaded another one of our warehouses, what are you going to do about it." “Take down two of theirs.” Adriano snorted. He had a zero-tolerance level for his father. Since he had been a child, his father had always been ruthless and cruel with him. Between he and Julio, Adriano was the more responsible one, he was always the one that kept Julio in check and he tried to stay out of trouble as much as he could but for some reason, his father always favored Julio more than him. He couldn’t even resent Julio for it because it wasn’t his fault that their father loved him more than he did Adriano. If infact he had any love

ADRIANO He woke up early as usual and instead of going to take a shower and get ready for work like he usually did, he laid a bit longer and stared at his wife. She looked at peace in her sleep state and for some reason, the sight made him feel a warm feeling in his chest. Everything that happened between last night was only just a start of the world he was about to bring her into. A world that was filled with pain and pleasure. He allowed himself to bring her into only that one aspect of his dark world. Ismeralda didn’t understand that even though she was his wife, there were certain things that he wouldn’t bring anybody into. There were things about him that only him would ever know. The only person who even knew just a little bit about it was Julio and that was because he had been a witness to some of it. Some of those experiences had shaped the person who had become. He was a beast, monster that could not be tamed. He couldn’t remember what it was like to have a heart of wh

ADRIANO The excitement he felt that he was finally going to have his wife was nothing compared to anything he had ever felt before. For weeks, he had been frustrated at the fact that he couldn’t hold or touch her. He moved around with a hard on every single day and when he tried to get his release by using one of the girls from the whore houses, it did nothing to make him feel better. If anything, it only made him feel frustrated and when he would come back home at night and see his wife, his desire multiplied by a hundred. He understood that he couldn’t just dive into the whole dominant submissive thing with her because she had never even been touched by any man. That was one thing that he had craved the most about her, the fact that he would be the first and only one to touch her. She belonged to him only. When they finally got to their bedroom and the door was closed firmly behind them, without a moment of hesitation, he grabbed Ismeralda and kissed her. He was shocked but als

ISMERALDA She woke up to the sun shining brightly on her face. She had promised herself that she would not sleep in any other room aside from the one she shared with her husband but what Adriano had shown her on his computer had overwhelmed her. She had never seen or heard anything like it before. It was psychopathic how people actually got arousal from pain being inflicted on them. She figured that there must be something about it that made them happy. She was scared and horrified by it but at the same time, she was also very curious and intrigued. How does a person find pleasure in pain? She pushed away all thoughts of the BDSM or whatever it was called out of her mind and got out of bed. She went downstairs to get some coffee because the sleep hadn’t fully cleared from her eyes. When she got there, she saw that Adriano was sitting at the island having breakfast and weirdest of all, he was wearing sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt. It was highly unusual that he wasn’t at work

ISMERALDAIt had been days since she and her husband had touched each other and she was becoming rapidly frustrated. Adriano kept his distance but she had spotted him staring at her a lot. They slept in different rooms because Ismeralda was worried that she would give in. The truth was that she really did want him but she couldn’t get the images he had shown her out of her head. It was really sick that people found pleasure in pain and it irritated her even more that Adriano was part of those sick people. Hurting people gave him pleasure and she couldn’t understand why.

ADRIANOIt was becoming more and more apparent that the Sangue Nero were growing more and more balls. They had landed two attacks on the Lato Oscuro clubs and had kidnapped some of the women working in the one of their whorehouses. The situation was getting out of control and Adriano felt like he looked weak. He looked like he wasn’t capable of controlling the situation and that frustrated him. &nb