In Santa Maria, kindness comes with a price-and the Bianchi family always collects. Shanté didn't mean to get tangled in their world. She just needed a fresh start. A job. A place to breathe. But the moment she met Stefano Bianchi, she saw the storm behind the silence. And he saw a girl who made him question everything. In a town where loyalty kills, and love is a loaded weapon, they were never meant to collide. But now that they have... neither of them is walking away unscathed.

Amiko Greenleaf comes from humble beginnings residing on the southern coast of Valar . A born bread country gal knows a thing of two around the farm . Yet her heart desires to be an house hold name journalist . As for now Amiko pushes all her efforts on her blog within the snugness of her ranch home . Roman Sokolov is similar with about champagne glasses and glamorous events . Busy days managing his chain business with intimate holidays. Life is nice and pleasant for Mr Sokolov . Nevertheless Roman need assistance with his public image and a soul to unleash his shunned and peculiar desires on .

"You still mad at me?" Milan doesn't answer. She can't-not when Mister Brax's lips are at her neck, his hands gripping her waist like he dares her to push him away. She should. She swore she would. But then he's tilting her chin up, watching her with that slow, knowing smirk. "Lemme make it up to you." She hates how easy it is to let him. Hates how good he feels when he lifts her onto the counter, sliding between her legs like he belongs there. "Missed this," he murmurs, trailing kisses down her throat. She should stop him. Should remind him that she doesn't do second chances. But when his fingers trace slow circles against her skin, when his mouth brushes just low enough to make her gasp- Milan realizes she doesn't want to stop him at all. She knows better than to fall for Mister Brax again. But with hands like that, a voice like that...she's about to make another bad decision. And this time? It might ruin her Milan King has mastered the art of being untouchable : top-tier lawyer, penthouse apartment, amazing friends and a life so structured it could double as a power point presentation. But when she crosses paths with an old flame-a man she had met at work , who left for a new opportunity and remained her "what if"-the spark reignites. This time, they might finally get a try. --𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭

*NOT EDITED* "You're mine to kiss," he murmured against my skin, his mouth moving to my neck, pressing soft, slow kisses there. "Mine to love." Roman's lips continued to trace lower, lingering along my cleavage longer than I anticipated. His kisses were slow, deliberate, leaving behind a warmth I couldn't ignore. I felt the pressure of his mouth against my skin, each soft touch making it harder to resist him. His lips pressed against my skin, and I felt him leave a mark, a hickey right at the curve of my breast. My breath hitched as he pulled away slightly to look at the mark he left, his eyes dark with desire. I could see the need in his eyes-the hunger for me, the desperation. "If I ever catch you with another man again, Solana." he said in a low voice, his words practically a warning, "I'll kill him." first story please be kind!! will be smut but not a lot.

BOOK FIVE His spit mixed with my wetness, dripping down my thighs. "Dario-fuck-slow down," I whined, but he didn't. He shoved his tongue inside me, deep, then pulled back just to suck on my clit again. Over and over. Sloppy as hell.

Imani Campbell is a dedicated nurse with no time for distractions especially not love. But when a flirty patient turns out to be rising football star Sebastian Ford, her plans take an unexpected turn. What starts as casual conversations soon sparks something deeper, forcing Imani to confront her hesitations about relationships. As Sebastian pursues her with undeniable charm, she must decide if she's willing to take a chance on love or let it slip away.

"What do you want?" Silas asked in a low voice. His blue eyes raked over my frame causing me to lose my breath momentarily. "You," I breathed, my eyes darting between the two men in front of me. "I want both of you." Aries smirked, a smug look on his face. "And who are we to stop you?" ⋙ Twenty three year old Natalia Maruo moves into a new apartment unaware that her two roommates are incubi fresh out of hell.

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"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

Book Cover By: @sudansaint A young waitress's dating life is a disaster, but her next encounter could be deadly when the alluring tattoo artist she's drawn to reveals himself to be a monster with a twisted plan to own her completely. •••••••• Raya finds herself falling into the lap of a mysterious and enigmatic tattoo artist, Jamal Hart, whom she had recently commissioned for a piece. Little does she know, Jamal has been secretly stalking and observing her every move, with a hidden agenda to corrupt and possess her. She doesnt know that Jamal's aloofness is a carefully constructed facade. He is obsessed with her. He knows everything: her work schedule, her favorite color, even the brand of lotion she keeps on her nightstand. His knowledge isn't innocent admiration; it's the product of meticulous, unsettling stalking. Jamal doesn't want Raya for a conventional relationship. His desires are far more twisted. He sees her perceived vulnerability as an opportunity. He wants to corrupt her, to push her boundaries, to strip away her independence and remake her in his own image. He wants to possess her, body and soul. (This story has been edited and is now completed.)