[Male! Wednesday Addams x Reader] ❝𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒏 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆'𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒙𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉...❞ -❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝒎𝒆? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝗺𝗲?❞ ••• -❝𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆... 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈❞ season 1: in progress season 2: ×

"Nunca llegue a pensar que algo así me pasaría; que alguien como ella se fijara en mi" • Heterosexual • Contenido explícito • Lenguaje vulgar • Narrada en primera persona ~Gguks

"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦ Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother. Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi. Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her. ❦ "I don't share, angel." "He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away. His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me." ❦ READ BOOK 2 -> The Kingmaker HIGHEST RANKING: #5 romance - 6/26/22 Dark Romance Cover by @-simplyhann

"would you have let me go if I didn't know you at all?" Jungkook's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement "Of course not" His hand slid from her neck down to her shoulder, his touch sending an icy shiver down her spine "You were mine the moment I laid eyes on you princess" . . ............................................................................................................................................ Being the woman of Jeon Jungkook is not for the faint-hearted. As the heir to one of the most feared mafia families, his cruelty is infamous. But beneath the darkness lies a dangerous obsession-his obsession with you. As Jungkook claims you as his own, you're pulled into his chaotic world where love and possession intertwine. Can you survive the passion of a man who sees you as his only salvation, or will his deadly love consume you whole? . . what will happen when you are the deadliest obsession of the scariest mafia, will you be able to accept his love? . . A dark and slow burn romance. Smut warning* . Hey lovely readers, this is the first story i am writing so bare with me through my mistakes. Enjoy y'all..

ᴇʟᴀᴇɴᴀ ᴠᴇʟᴀʀʏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴀᴄaᴇʀʏs ᴠᴇʟᴀʀʏᴏɴ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪᴘ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪɴ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ʟᴜᴄᴇʀʏs ᴠᴇʟᴀʀʏᴏɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴜʀɴs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴡᴀʀ? Jacaerys Velaryon x fem oc 2024 House of the dragon ff

A los dieciocho años, el mundo de Park Jimin se reduce a una prueba con un resultado imposible: los hombres no se embarazan, o eso creía él. Sin trabajo y atrapado en una familia que se cae a pedazos, el miedo lo consume. No tiene nada que ofrecerle a esa vida que crece en su interior. Sin embargo, en medio del caos, surge un nombre: Jeon Jungkook. Su novio, su protector, el hombre que prometió cuidarlo de todo. Pero una confesión está a punto de cambiarlo todo. ¿Es el amor suficiente para sostener una verdad que desafía la lógica?

Gong-yoo como reclutador de los juegos tiene un único trabajo: conseguir jugadores. Sin embargo, si se llega a encariñar con una de sus posibles jugadoras ¿De verdad la enviaría a ese sitio de muerte para jugar? o cambiaría las reglas de su trabajo para cuidarla con su vida. #1 JuegodelCalamar (3/03/25) #1 DonCachetadas (3/03/25) □ La historia es 100% original mía, así que no permito adaptaciones ni copias sin mi autorización

Happiness is a warm gun / there was a man that lingered in the shadows, often sighted alone with dark hair and dark eyes, but a smile which never came - she had seen his face amongst the crowds for months now and was certain that he was just a ghost, or a spirit like the ones her Aunt Polly spoke of.... but he wasn't a ghost, nor was he a spirit - he was the man they whispered of, the one that Tommy Shelby hoped would come knocking on his door one day. at only sixteen, Maeve weaved her way through the mess that the war had left behind, the men it had broken and left behind, and the women who had no money to feed their children whilst refusing to believe that their husbands were dead - she had seen it all, she thought - she was often sighted in her father's office, helping him with the count, or with her few friends who were never up to any good but there was no such thing as being up to any good if your name was Shelby. © gracessecretshelby / 2026 REWRITING AS OF 09/2026