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Gael's Naughty Angel: A Mafia Prince Romance

[BOOK1] What are the odds that Gael would find himself as the Hero of a dark romance novel? After stumbling upon the book that he probably wouldn't have found if not because of his sister, Gael read the entire thing in one night. He found the book worthy of his mockery. It was absolutely ludicrous! He must find whoever wrote this absolute nonsense about him so he could show that person what he does to people who were deserving of his wrath. But what would he do when he finds out that the author of the book wants to keep her identity a secret? Will he expose her? Or will he use the secret to his advantage? ... "How dare she use me this way?" A menacing stare paints his face as he looks at the woman from a distance. "She likes writing romance novels so much?" he scoffed. "Then I'll give her the best damn story she would ever want to write." ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ Other Works: •Serendipity - A Chance Encounter (Complete-Ongoing revision) •Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress •Gabriella's Hellfire: An Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance (Book 2 of The De Luca Mafia Series) •Giovanni's Black Heart: An Enemies to Lovers Mafia Romance (Book 3 of The De Luca Mafia Series) ~~~~~~~~~~~ Join me and follow all my socials: linktr.ee/nixxxie *Licensed cover image ~~~~~~~~~~~ Proofreader/Editors: Filledelisle Swaning

NixxxiE · Urban
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When Her Thoughts Were More Dangerous Than Drunk Driving

Gael and Aunt Colette danced for two songs, the latter having so much fun because who wouldn't when the man she's dancing with was such a charmer?

Colette's husband came and pulled her to a dance after being briefly introduced to Gael. Just before Gael was about to go back to the table, Lyra's fiancée, Josh, caught up with him, and they talked for a while. 

Angela would meet his handsome pair of grey eyes across the room as he would often look at her whenever possible. Actually, it seemed as though he had never taken his eyes off of her.

She took a sip of the wine in her hand—her second glass of white wine; basically the third drink she had tonight—while keeping her gaze locked with his. Even with the dimmed lights, slow music, and the presence of her family and relatives around them, only Gael caught her attention.