He's watching me sleep, I can feel it. He has been sending me letters with roses or lilies. He is my stalker She's an addiction, she's like a hobby for me She's mine WARNINGS

"You're a fucking liar, that's what you are" "You only know your point of view not mine" _________________ Venus is finally happy in her day to day lifestyle. Her 6 year old is happy, everyone around her is joyous except for a person who she has been trying to avoid for 6 years. Mateo, the person she's been avoiding. Cutting all contact suddenly, leaving with no explanation. Like any other person he was angry at Venus. After 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 he finally locates her and initiates a deal with her father. All just to have somewhat contact with her but he doesn't know why Venus ran away in the first place.. Will Venus finally admit the truth? Or will Mateo find out for himself?

𝘋𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭. ==================== Angel- I ran away from him. I was done behind his whore. I was tired. So with help, and the perfect opportunity, I ran away. But after 5 years. He got me. Ambrose- She was mine since the time I first saw her. She was perfect and still is. I am ready to give her my world. But she left me and I will find her. And when I do, I will make sure she will never leave me. And that's a promise. ================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

𝖡𝖤𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖸𝖠𝖫 𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 #2 "Stefano..." I open my eyes and awaken from the lust. My hand is still on his erection. I'm about to protest to how wrong this is. How friends don't do this to each other. "Please...just- fuck it." He placed his lips on mine. ᯽᯽᯽ She was someone else's when they met. He never thought he'd be so attracted to a being before, he almost lost his mind when he saw her. Her smiles, her laugh, her hair, her positive outlook on life was the perfect thing he needed to pull himself out of the darkness. The dark hole he had created for himself that no one knew about. He had a troubled past that was hidden between the fine lines of his kindness. He needed and wanted her but...she was someone else's. . . . He was someone out of reach yet always so close. Her life was spent small, in the shadows of her own darkness. He had this sense of mystery that she couldn't refrain from solving. She wanted to know more about him, more about why she was so attracted to this being. She was spending time lighting other people's worlds that she forgot to brighten her own light, until he showed her how to do that. She's never had a male friend but they were never just friends. She could never really trust anyone but with him, it was her world in his hands. ❦︎❦︎❦︎ All Rights Reserved 2022Ⓒsyriacax

𝖡𝖤𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖸𝖠𝖫 𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 #1 She pressed the knife deeper to my throat. I could feel the sting and blood beginning to trickle down my neck. "I gave you a chance to leave and never come back, why didn't you take it?" I looked into those deep grey eyes that I fell for. "Because I wouldn't have my wife sitting right next to me on that train ride." I answered truthfully. ☔︎☔︎☔︎ He has never met someone as mean as her. The glare on her face almost seemed permanent. The only words that fall out of her mouth are ones that will leave you tarnished and torn, making you second guess where you went wrong. Even worse, she never spoke, more like she grunted responses. When he first laid eyes on her, he fell in love with her tattoos, her attitude, her charm. He didn't understand why he kept coming back? He was intrigued with her. No matter what she said or did to him, he kept coming back. He was impatient but would wait for her. . . . She never understood how someone could keep a smile on their face everyday. The way he always kept a positive look on life. He never frowned. He was the flavour bubblegum that everyone wanted. The go-to ice cream flavour that you always get on a sunny day. That one summer vacation that you'll never forget. She hated his smile, his laugh, his eyes. She hated that she wanted to see that smile everyday. She hated that she couldn't stay away from him. She would happily set the world on fire but never let a flame touch him. ☔︎☔︎☔︎ All Rights Reserved 2022Ⓒsyriacax

𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝖫𝖮𝖵𝖤 𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 #2 She was addicted to a type of sadness that pulled her deeper into her hole. She changed herself because of her hanging past. He avoided the dark parts of his life, doesn't mean the darkness didn't loom over him. ****** Brianna Jackson had a past that changed her for the future. She got addicted to pain, she changed herself, she swore to never go back. Her only mistake was not realizing sooner that the unfaithful night revealed alot about her. Isaac Carter didn't seek for pain, he didn't seek for darkness. He avoided those parts in his life. In light of his life was a girl who was dancing on his nerves. He hated that Brianna changed herself and could see right through her. Follow these two individuals as they venture together on the path of strong love and deceitful hatred. Isaac hates that he cares and loves. Brianna loves to hate and spite him. Love was a million things and theirs was toxic, dire, and dark. ❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎ "So you have a thing for me?" I teased and she rolled her eyes. "You know better than to let anything I say go to your head." Little does she know that she's already in my head. ❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎ All Rights Reserved 2022Ⓒsyriacax

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

"Don't raise your voice at me," He said. "Oh fuck off," I bit out. "I can fuck you," He smirked. "I'm not here to play with you, Kain. Why did you make me train?" I asked once again. "I wanted to touch you," He said as he stood up. "I was hoping to fuck you, but you seem to have learned the rules." He walked closer. "I have a husband," I said. ༒༒༒༒༒༒༒༒༒༒༒༒༒༒༒ Story input Began: May 29th, 2022 Published: June 12th, 2022 Ended: July 19th, 2022

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

"It's funny that you are saying this because if one of us is jealous, then it's you. Or did you forget that you just pushed the man I was dancing with away from me and dragged me out of the club? Where is he anyway and where the hell are Vivian and Felicia?" I say, raising my voice. "Don't worry about them. They are up there, waiting for you and what Valentino concerns, he is taken good care of." He says with a grin on his face and a clenched jaw. ~~~~~ "You know what? I have never realized it before, but you have such perfect lips. I bet they would look even better wrapped around my cock... but then I remember the shit that always comes out of your mouth, and I just want to throw up." He says, looking at me with disgust. ~~~~~ "You little piece of shit won't call me "dude" because I am not one of your trashy friends and she is not a girl you can just fuck one time and throw away then. She is my fucking wife." "And she is way out of your league, dude," I add. ~~~~~ "What the hell happened and whose family do I have to rot out?" #1 badboyinlove March 2022 #1 luxury March 2022 #1 hot April 2022