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Dynasty Boys by Sabrinablakeney
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𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 π“π€π˜π‹πŽπ‘π’ Haverhill was meant to be a fresh start for me. What I didn't anticipate was attracting the attention of Carter Knight and his friends, the wealthy, enigmatic boys who seem to own the entire town. After my parents' death, I thought things couldn't get worse, but then I started receiving strange texts and unexpected visits from a masked man. 𝙒𝙝𝙀 𝙨𝙝𝙀π™ͺ𝙑𝙙 𝙄 𝙩𝙧π™ͺ𝙨𝙩? 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 πŠππˆπ†π‡π“ I wasn't prepared for Elle Taylors. Ever since she walked into St. Williams Knight High, she's consumed my thoughts. I wanted to claim her for myself. But it wasn't simple; I wasn't a Prince Charming. If she knew what I was truly capable of, she would probably run away. But it's too late. I'm Carter fucking Knight, and I've set my sights on her. She's mine now. She just doesn't realize it yet. SINFUL BLOODLINES BOOK ONE | DB is NOT a RH #1 New Girl (4.2.2023)
HIS THERAPIST | 18+ by eroticaIrisGrace
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βœ₯ The Mob Boss & His Therapist βœ₯ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."
Property Of Vittore Martinelli βœ“ by NVMelissa13
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When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.
Ego vs. Ego by Moonliiiight
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β˜ΎπΈπ‘›π‘’π‘  & πΏπ‘–π‘¦π‘Žβ˜½ π‘Šπ‘’π‘›π‘› 𝑧𝑀𝑒𝑖 π‘€π‘’π‘›π‘ π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘šπ‘–π‘‘ 𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑙 𝑧𝑒 π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘ π‘ π‘’π‘š πΈπ‘”π‘œ 𝑒𝑛𝑑 π‘’π‘–π‘›π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑙 𝑧𝑒 π‘˜π‘Žπ‘™π‘‘π‘’π‘› πΉπ‘Žπ‘ π‘ π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ π‘Žπ‘’π‘“π‘’π‘–π‘›π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘“π‘“π‘’π‘›. 𝐸𝑖𝑛𝑒 π‘ π‘–π‘β„Ž π‘™π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘ π‘Žπ‘š π‘Žπ‘’π‘“π‘π‘Žπ‘’π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’ πΊπ‘’π‘ π‘β„Žπ‘–π‘β„Žπ‘‘π‘’. 𝐸𝑖𝑛𝑒 πΊπ‘’π‘ π‘β„Žπ‘–π‘β„Žπ‘‘π‘’ π‘§π‘’π‘š π‘§π‘€π‘–π‘ π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘› 𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑍𝑒𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛. 𝐸𝑖𝑛𝑒 πΊπ‘’π‘ π‘β„Žπ‘–π‘β„Žπ‘‘π‘’ 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘œ 𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑔 π‘”π‘’π‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘β„Žπ‘’π‘›, π‘‘π‘œπ‘β„Ž π‘ π‘œ 𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑙 π‘”π‘’π‘ π‘Žπ‘”π‘‘ π‘€π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘. 𝐸𝑖𝑛𝑒 πΊπ‘’π‘ π‘β„Žπ‘–π‘β„Žπ‘‘π‘’ 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑑𝑖𝑒 π‘Šπ‘œΜˆπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ ,,πΌπ‘β„Ž 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑏𝑒 π‘‘π‘–π‘β„Ž" 𝑛𝑖𝑒 π‘Žπ‘’π‘“π‘‘π‘Žπ‘’π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘›. _______________________________________ πΈπ‘–π‘”π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘™π‘–π‘β„Ž π‘˜π‘’π‘–π‘›π‘’ π‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘œ 𝐹𝐹 π‘Žπ‘π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑛 𝑑𝑒 π‘‘π‘–π‘Ÿ π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘’π‘š πΆβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘˜π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ ,,𝐸𝑛𝑒𝑠" π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘’ π‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘œ π‘£π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘™π‘™π‘’π‘› π‘šπ‘œΜˆπ‘β„Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘‘, π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘› 𝑖𝑠𝑑 π‘‘π‘Žπ‘  π‘Žπ‘’π‘β„Ž π‘˜π‘’π‘–π‘› π‘ƒπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘π‘™π‘’π‘š 𝐻𝐴𝐻𝐴𝐻𝐴 β™‘οΈŽ ________________________________________ *AKTIV* (Noch nicht ΓΌberarbeitet)
Savannah by millionofthoughts
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Austin ist verzweifelt, auf Kriegsfuß mit seiner Mutter und zu von ihr persânlich zugestellten Sozialstunden auf einer Krankenhausstation, die sich mit SuizidgefÀhrdeten und Magesüchtigen beschÀftigt, verdammt. Er wird konfrontiert mit Personen, die definitiv anders sind als er. Glaubt er zumindest. Mit der Zeit lernt er, dass verschiedene Hintergründe den Menschen machen und versteht die Patienten, die er vielleicht schon als gute Bekannte einordnen würde. Besonders Savannah, die das komplette Gegenteil von ihm zu sein scheint, bekommt er nicht mehr aus dem Kopf.
Der Mafia Boss by saramsamsam
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Eine EntfΓΌhrung ist ein Schicksalschlag ins Leben auf welchen man auch verzichten kΓΆnnte. Doch, durch eine EntfΓΌhrung in eine gefΓ€hrliche Welt verwickelt zu werden, mag noch schlimmer klingen. Eine Welt dessen Namen die Menschen nicht in den Mund nahmen, aus Angst und Furcht vor ihr. Kann ein so zierliches MΓ€dchen wie sie es war ΓΌberhaupt noch ΓΌberleben, war sie einmal hineingeraten? Hineingeraten in eine grausame und kalte Welt. Hineingeraten in eine Welt voller Drogen, Waffen und Geld. Hineingeraten in die Mafia. ~~~ EnthΓ€lt sexistische und gewalttΓ€tige Handlungen und Bemerkungen. Ich entschuldige mich fΓΌr Rechtschreibfehler.