[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

Being the daughter to one of the most experienced fighters known is a hard task, never mind being the younger sister to five very protective brothers. Riae has wanted to work in the fight industry since she was a little girl, but girls don't fight...don't train and can't be with the big dogs. When her father finally gives her the chance to take on some bigger game, Riae is all for it....that is till Twins Owen and Van Cunning walk into her office. Their massive, solid fighting warriors that don't listen to a single soul. Rae has to prove not only to everyone else, but to the twins that she can turn them into something great. Owen and Van have seen it all, they've just about been to every fight gym in the area and are running out of options. So when word comes around that the legendary fighter has opened a training gym close by, the twins jump at the chance to learn from him. However he's already booked solid, his daughter however is not. They aren't happy about not getting what they want, but devise a plan to make the little princess's life a living hell in order to get what they want. Its only a matter of time before the twins find something they never thought they were looking for, and Riae seems to be just that. WARNING.....THIS IS A DIRTY BOOK >.< don't judge me

Blake spends most of her days at work and looking after her sister's kids trying to fill a hole in her heart created by a loss that cannot be replaced. She finds herself in a quiet downwards spiral not knowing where to turn next; that is until she meets Noah... and Calum.

A story about 17-years-old Isak Valtersen who goes to a summer camp, to one where he has been going for a few years now. Little did he know that this year was going to change his whole life as in there's a new, very attractive supervisor who turns Isak's world upside down. (a sequel called "The Boy Who Couldn't Hold His Breath Underwater 2" is up now!)

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.

"She's a good girl she's Ashton's favorite."

𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐏𝐀𝐃'𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝑨 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒎𝒖𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 ✨ Beautiful written ✨ Have an amazing plot ✨ Consist of mind-blowing seggs scenes 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 (𝐎𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐥) ☆☆☆ 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐀 𝐅𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑. Learn to 𝐑 𝐄 𝐒 𝐏 𝐄 𝐂 𝐓. It's free.

SEQUEL TO "PAINT ME, PROFESSOR" | 18+ "You think I'm going to treat you differently now that you're my wife?" Chris asked, circling Ali. She wiggled her tied wrists to free herself, but she knew her efforts were futile. The blindfold wasn't helping either as anxiety and tension rose in her body. He stood behind her and gripped her tied wrists roughly, dragging them down until she fell to her knees with a loud thump. Ali gasped and tensed up as Chris caressed her naked body with his free hand. "Do you think I'll be nicer? Milder? Do you think I'll make love to you like a good husband?" Ali knew this feeling all too well, yet it never got old. Christopher Damon was the only person who had ever made her feel this way: dominated, worshipped, and free. Even now when they were older and she was no longer his student, she still felt his control, his power, his dominance. It was intoxicating and she wanted it all. "No Sir," she replied, gulping. She could feel his hot breath on her neck. "That's right," he said against her ear. He inhaled the lilac perfume in her hair, reminding himself to go slow. Chris ran his left hand up her arm as he got up from the floor. Ali felt the the cold golden ring on his finger as he did so, giving her goosebumps. What he said next, however, made a shiver run icily down her spine: "You're mine to do whatever I please." _____ This book is for mature audiences. You have been warned. 📝 Good Grammar Guaranteed Started: 19 February 2022 Finished: On-going

"I tought you hate me." Bucky says to you while he's still between your legs. "I..Uh." Not a word comes out of your mouth, you're trying to understand what's happening. "Not long ago, you were able to talk.. I mean moaning my name." He says grinning evilly. "Fuck you!" That's all you can say. "Oh baby, I'm about to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk tomorrow, because this little show you just gave me made my dick so hard." He said in a serious tone, making you blush.

Book 1 of the Wolfe Series ||WARNING|| 18+ This book contains mature content such as sex, abuse, sexual abuse, guns & blood, and language Nobody said that college was going to be easy. Especially when you can't concentrate in class because you can't stop staring at your college professor. But what do you do when you catch him staring back? And what do you do when you find out a secret about said Professor? "W-what are you doing?" I breathed out. Trying so hard to control my breathing as he slides his hand down to my waist. "I don't know." His grip on my waist tightens and pulls me close so our chests are now touching. "But I don't think I want to stop." Oh. My. God.