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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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Death by Stupidity

For the first time in many years, Angela really enjoyed her birthday this time.

And she credited it to all the people who had been there for her when she really needed them. Her father and brother had always been there, but their relationship was bland in the previous years, and she didn't think it would ever improve. So many things happened in the past few months that she believed contributed to the change.

Of course, one of those was Gael.

There was this feeling inside her that made her feel different. So different that she learned to appreciate more things than she usually did. Like the food was better, the air smelled fresher, even the plain water tasted sweeter. Angela thought she was being over the top, so she didn't tell anyone those findings, but she admitted them to herself. And perhaps that caused her to smile more often.