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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

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Catching Feelings

Lunch wasn't anything special for Angela and Gael. They chose to dine at a restaurant nearby that had an outdoor area by the sidewalk. Both of them chose an outdoor table, wanting to enjoy the sunshine because it had been raining a lot recently.

While waiting for their bill after lunch, Gael decided to ask, "Tell me about the third book in the series." He leaned back casually, adjusting the pair of sunnies that covered his grey eyes.

"Chasing Flame," she replied after sipping her cappuccino.

Cocking a brow in question, he tilted his head and probed, "Flame? You named your character Flame?"

"Not this time. I meant flame—like an old flame… Old lovers. And flame like fire. Fire-like passion." Setting the cup back on the table, Angela crossed her legs and calmly watched the passersby on the sidewalk.

"Sounds intense. What's the story?"

"College lovers who broke up and found each other again after an accident. They were each other's firsts…"