1723 I sat at my desk with my arms crossed, it was a late night working but I was interrupted by Amalia, she was angry. No doubt about something I did but I wasn't listening to a word she said, I focused on what was almost see-through white nightgown she was wearing. "I hate you" "Really?" I said adjusting myself in my seat before getting up and walking around my desk to her. I leaned against it and grabbed her waist, forcefully pulling her to. Being rough on purpose She let out a little gasp and placed her hands on my biceps to brace herself. While keeping my hands on her waist I slowly started to lift her long gown. "Because I don't think you're angry at me" I slowly moved my leg so that it was now placed in between hers. I heard her breathing become more labored, I pulled closer to me, her heat now flush with my thigh. She let out a little gasp again. "I think you're frustrated" I whispered in her ear, I slowly started to rock her hips back a forth, and she gripped onto my biceps "Let me fix that" ⚠️ THIS STORY IS HISTORICALLY INSPIRED NOT HISTORICALLY ACCURATE ⚠️

cover by @JaelynnMoore 𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 It's so much easier to spread lies about people than it is to spread the truth. That's what Gabriel knows to be true, at least. According to everyone in his town, he's a monster. He doesn't deserve to be walking among the rest of them. That's far from the truth, though. He was never good at being alone, but it became something he was used to. After everything he'd gone through, he craved solitude. Until she showed up. She wiggled her way right into his heart and now all he craved was her. 𝐀𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐚 Moving to a small lakeside town in Washington was not where Alyna saw her life taking her. She also didn't expect that she'd fall so hard for the brooding mechanic who lived there. Everyone tells her that she should stay away from him. All of the rumors say that he's dangerous, but all she ever feels with him is safe. With obstacles at every turn, will their love be enough to endure even the worst challenge they'll face? Or will they fall apart under the weight? started: 12/15/2023 published: 05/18/2024 completed: highest rankings: #2 bwwm #4 ongoing

This is a BDSM and DDLG story If you don't like this lifestyle or you have a problem with it, then I advise this book is not for you This is my first book so please don't judge and no hate please, enjoy 💗

"𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓘 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪 𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓷𝔂 𝓼𝓵𝓾𝓽" 𝓲 𝓬𝓱𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓭 " 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓬𝓸𝓬𝓴" DO NOT READ THIS BOOK ITS COMPLETE ASS !!!! read my other books tho😛

꧁༺ ⚠︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⚠︎༻꧂ this story contains: ♡ explicit sex scenes ♡ age gap relationship (17 years apart) ♡ daddy title kink ♡ vulgar language ♡ mafia & organized crime ♡ premonitions + spirituality read responsibly, babes ♡ ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ Damianos doesn't do love. He barely does attachment. Successful, disciplined, and carved from the darker parts of the world he runs, romance isn't even a blip on his radar... until he crosses paths with a girl who shouldn't matter. Azuri - green‑amber eyes, soft voice, and a life she's finally getting together - isn't looking for trouble. But trouble arrives anyway, wrapped in a tailored suit and answering to the name of her best friend's uncle. He's older. He's dangerous. He's everything she should avoid. And yet... she wants him. Badly. In ways she can't explain and shouldn't admit. He wasn't supposed to notice her. She wasn't supposed to want him. But some connections don't ask permission - they just pull. And once they collide, neither of them walks away untouched.

He looks like he might close the space between us. He looks like he wants to. My brain supplies a dozen sane exits. My body refuses every one. He looks as if he might kiss me. So I do something- exactly the kind of crazy I'm proud of but later I regret. I bite him right on the shoulder. He's in a tank, and my teeth definitely sink in. "What the hell?" he jerks back with a sharp laugh, stumbling slightly. "Did you just bite me?" "I panicked!" I defend, a little too quickly. "You don't have to mark me when I'm already yours, Swan." he says. Excuse me? "What!?" I blink, nearly tripping over my own foot. "What did you just say?" He shrugs, all cool and composed, "I'm already yours." he repeats, like it's nothing. Like it's not the verbal equivalent of a punch to the stomach and a kiss to the soul. My jaw drops. "Are you- are you okay?" "Perfectly," he says, then taps his shoulder. "Just sore though." ✧𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.✧ ✩Amara Fontaine, a 24 year old ballerina. She was light, grace, and everything golden. A ballerina with a heart too kind for the cruel world. But even the brightest stars can be swallowed by the dark. 🜲Xavier Hayes, a 27 year old boxer. He was ruthless, untouchable, and everything dark. A man who never let anyone close-until her. But love makes even the strongest men bleed. Tropes- Boxer X Ballerina Enemies to Lovers Touch her and 🔪 He fell first and she fell harder Possessive and Obsessed MCs Nicknames and Banter Betrayal and Revenge [THIS IS A CLOSED DOOR ROMANCE!]

*Check TW* [Rewriting] "I told the stars about you" Persephone Drakos, a girl nobody notices who has learned to love loneliness, seemingly fine by anyone who chooses to glance at her as they pass by is secretly struggling with the loss of her sister and the sudden shift of her family. Kol Stevens is well known around school, some would even call him popular. He doesn't talk much, that is until she bumps into him and his eyes land on her for the first time. When the unlikely pair are put together for a project, will she be able to crack his shell and will be able to save her? ----- Taking a few steps back Kol furrows his eyebrows at my movements, unclear of what I'm going to do. I take a few seconds before rushing full speed at him jumping on him Only for him to catch me and not fall backwards like I had hoped His hands quickly move to hold my ass, well- "What the fuck Kol! What are you a fucking stone statue." I groan, whatever I guess it's option two. I shove my hand in his pocket, it's not in this one, i quickly move my hand to the other. "Aha! Next time don- Persephone" his voice low and husky I almost didn't hear him- "That's not your wallet" "Wha-" ohhh, I take my hand out of his pocket and quickly jump out of his hold. Rocking on my heels I'm sure my face resembles a ripe tomato. "You know that wouldn't have happened if you just gave me my wallet" Shrugging I turn on my heels and run "Oh no you don't!" Kol yells behind me as he begins to chase me around his room. Our laughter fills the otherwise empty house, I want to remember this moment. *Unedited*

"Since you don't know how to shut your fucking mouth, I'll fill it with my cum to shut you up," Kol seethes, looking down at me like I was dirt on his shoe. I loved the way it made me feel. The way he made me feel. He looked at me like I was a whore, but also the only person who mattered to him. I felt my pussy pulse in need of his cock between my legs. I look down at his cock and see it throb. As much as he affected me, I sure as hell had one on him. "You know, you've been saying that for a while now and I've yet to have your dick in my mouth," I taunt. -------------------------------------------------- Maya St. Martin is an 18-year-old girl who has more sexual knowledge and experience than a 70-year-old woman. She loves to go out, drink, and have parties with her friends. It's finally time for her to follow her older siblings and go to college. There, she lands her eyes on a certain college junior that's quiet, broody, and so incredibly sexy. The problem is.....he wants nothing to do with her. But, somehow he always finds himself wrapped up in her and her problems.

After winning Love Island, Hayden and Sierra's fairy tale isn't quite what they expected. Fame hits harder than they imagined, family drama threatens to pull them apart, and the distance between LA and Jackson tests their love every day. Sierra is used to the spotlight, but Hayden's world is about to change forever. Can their relationship survive the pressure, the secrets, and the struggles from their pasts or will the real world prove harder than the villa ever was? ⚠️ This is the second book in the Trouble in Paradise series. You should read the first book before starting this one, so that you can enjoy Hayden and Sierra's journey.

Nearly eighteen years have passed since Willow was allowed to simply exist. Raised in locked rooms and silence, she learned rules without ever being told they were wrong-so she steps into freedom bright-eyed and reckless, all summer dresses and soft wonder, finding joy in everything the world kept from her. Willow is sunshine with sharp edges: independent, curious, too kind for her own safety... and still unaware that what she survived was abuse until someone shows her what choice actually feels like. Byron Ferrari isn't that someone because he's gentle. He's twenty-four, a billionaire built from old money, grief and discipline, running a ruthless security empire and a stricter life. Control is how he breathes. Anxiety is how he loves. He doesn't want to cage Willow-he wants to keep her close because losing people is the only thing he's ever been good at. Byron is forced to learn the difference between protection and possession all while unintentionally turning her into a spoiled brat who craves his attention and affection. Willow walked into his immaculate kitchen, barefoot, carrying a fistful of wildflowers like contraband. Byron stared at the mud. Then at her. "Absolutely not." She smiled, radiant. 'Absolutely yes.' She signed. Ten minutes later, Byron was on his knees, gently cleaning the soles of her feet while she hummed. Tropes: Sunshine x Grumpy • Morally Grey Protector • He Falls First • Found Family • Touch-Consent • Fast paced • Lake House / Summer Vibes • Chosen Autonomy • spoiled MFC #1 sunshine #1 soft #1 old money #1 spoiled