"I'm not your bitch, Non succede," he says shaking his head. (not happening). "Are you sure? You aren't my bitch for tonight?" I lean down latching my lips onto his shoulder while clenching around him. A strangled groan leaves him. "please" he whispers, I almost didn't hear it. "hmm?" I roll my hips, he moans. "Please Simone," he says. "good boy" ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢 the heir of the Italian mob. Ruthless, cold-blooded, and deadly. Eliminating every problem that gets in the way of the Italian empire he comes across an upcoming gang. Without knowing it he gains a soft spot for their Masked leader. Outside the world of violence, Simone Devlin manages to earn a place in his guarded heart. 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐥𝐢𝐧 the leader of the fourth biggest gang in America. The heads of the people that killed her parents weren't easy to find. But one thing she does know is that they belong to the Italian mafia. Her biggest enemies. One night sparks fly between two strangers with different secrets. Will love or chaos evolve? Does devotion overpower sweet revenge?

❝ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴄᴀᴘᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛᴇʀ❞ • • • "Why make me fall in love with you?" • • • ⇥ ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴘᴀɢᴇ. • • • ᴀʟʟ ʙᴏᴏᴋꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴅʀᴀꜰᴛꜱ

One month, one-hundred-thousand dollars. Within days of talking to the sexy, enigmatic, billionaire Damon Chase on a sugar baby dating site, he's taken all Marie St.Christi's worries away. He's bought her clothes, given her an apartment and an allowance--the only catch is she's to be his personal porn star. Things get complicated when sexting turns into something neither bargained for and Marie falls in love with Damon's dark side. But is she really in love with him or is she in love with the fact that after spending years in her best friend Hallie's shadow someone's finally paying attention to her? But can someone who buys a new sugar baby every month even love her back?

*Mature Content; Soft DDLG* New to Houston, medical school, and struggling with her anxiety, Dania gets a little lost in her own world. Luckily, Reyn, a hotshot corporate lawyer, resolves to make her the center of his. ***** I squirmed when I felt Daddy approach from behind. His hand settled around my throat, directing my cheek to press against the window. His other hand pushed against my ass before moving up and grasping my waist. "You like being on display like this, my princess?" He roughly whispered against my ear. "Let's show everyone who you belong to, hmm? Tell me, who do you belong to, baby?" "I'm yours, Daddy," I responded softly. I jumped when he smacked my ass. "I didn't hear you, little one. Speak up," he chided. "I belong to you, Daddy," I raised my voice a little more this time. "That's right, baby." Started: Feb 24, 2021 Finished: Sept 12, 2021 Para leer esta historia en español, vaya a @serpientenegraa

Book 1 in The Doctor Romance Nicolette is living on the streets of New York City, hustling as a stripper to survive when the brutal winter months approach. Her only friend Casey, a nurse, offers her a lifeline - move into the lavish Manhattan penthouse with her three incredibly handsome surgeon co-workers. It's not an ideal setup, but it beats freezing on the streets. Little does Nicolette realise that Sebastian, Lucas and Samuil aren't just talented surgeons, they're also Grade-A alpha males with a taste for dominance, both in and out of the bedroom. At first, Nicolette thinks she's struck gold - three insanely wealthy, cut doctors all under one roof. But she soon finds herself the object of their intense, smouldering desires. The doctors pursue Nicolette, pulling her deeper into their scorching carnal world of dominance and submission. Nicolette can barely resist their intoxicating charm and affluent lifestyles. As she surrenders to their tantalizing dominance, she is torn between the three godlike surgeons. Choosing one would be difficult enough, but are they even competing for her? Perhaps the only solution is to make her theirs... together. In a deliciously intoxicating mix of ambition, luxury, and insatiable lust, Nicolette will have to decide if she dares risk it all for the ultimate forbidden romance in the city that never sleeps. - [This story may not be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated by any means unless you receive permission directly from me, the author.] [I, the author, am in the middle of re-editing the book. So updates will be slow / with NO set date when I publish chapters. Please be patient.] - Their Lavender Memory. Copyright © 2024. All Rights Served.

1 woman, 4 men. They all have thick skin, never letting anyone get too close to cause pain.... Until Riley. This is essentially a Reverse Harem Mafia Dark Romance book. ***18+ TRIGGER WARNINGS: abuse, blood, mentions of self harm,

A•tel•o•pho•bia | -The fear of imperfection; the fear of never being good enough. 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪 Judas 'Jude' Campbell hates the world. Being abandoned by his parents at an extremely young age, he's been in and out the system, facing all types of abuse, until he ran away. Now Jude has developed an appetite for murder, what will happen when he breaks into a mans house, with the intent to murder, only to find he has a young woman locked in his basement?

A WHY CHOOSE NOVEL ✄ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Can you break a few rules? Hunter Anderson, Garrett Reid, Blaise Dawson and Ashton Hernandez- they radiate power, enforce rules and look like damn greek gods while doing it. They basically run my school- quiet literally. I should keep my distance from them and follow the rules. I really should do as I'm told. I should be a good student, but I Violet Kaine am incapable of doing such. They are like different forbidden fruits in a tree and I fear I may be addicted to the idea of breaking just enough rules just to have them. ✄ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - BOOK 1 [ COMPLETED ] Word Count: 226K+ ✄ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Started: 10/27/2021 Completed: 08/11/2022

Book 2 of New York Series (Does not need to be read as a series) "I think I could enjoy you staring at my lips all day." His hand slid up my cheek and for a flickering moment, my eyes met his but it was like I had some magnetic pull to his lips and could not for the life of me turn away from them. "I think I could enjoy you staring at my breasts all day but we can't always get what we want, can we Armani?" I could feel how his eyes wandered and knew in my low cut shirt he got a perfect look down my shirt. In a gentle swoosh, his thumb rubbed my cheek and once again I was urged to look him in the eyes but before I did, I watched the way his lips curved upwards into that gorgeous smirk I loved so much. "Well, if you asked nicely, sweetheart maybe what you wanted could have become a reality. But, I guess that can't happen now, can it Vivi?" ♡━━━━━━ ◦ ✤ ◦ ━━━━━━♡ Vanesia Williams' body is littered with the result of her past. Her past has also given her humour like no other. What happens when God plants a handsome man in the home she's staying in for the summer? Armani Bravo has had a past of violence. What else can you expect from a Mafia Leader? But, what happens when he meets a girl who jokes about her own struggles and happens to slither her way past his heart?

ANGEL He infuriated me ever since we first met. I admired his looks and patience he had while holding me hostage. But as the months followed up, our hate towards one another bloomed. So much, that the ashes inside of me bloomed as well. LUKAS She infuriated me ever since the first time I laid eyes on her. The angelic face with the most electric, shining eyes I've ever found myself looking at. It took every fiber in my body not to kill her while she ate my patience away, when holding her hostage in my basement. Months followed up, and my hate towards her reached a point with no control. After all, hate and love have the same rush of adrenaline. }{ Dark Angel, a skilled assassin, is hired to kill the same man the most dangerous, ruthless and cold Mafia mobster ever known, Lukas Moretti, is after. No one knows her true name, her true self. She lives by 'we born alone, we die alone', that's why she doesn't has any type of relationship with anyone, mostly since her sky fell upon her. She works alone, moves like a shadow that leaves her smooth mark in every path she's gone through. They call her ruthless, she prefers merciless. Quiet as a shadow, fast as light, smart as a tiger catching his prey, and delicate like a lief... Dark Angel isn't fragile like a flower, she's fragile like a bomb.