[ONGOING] I was just an ordinary girl, a broke college student hustling at a convenience store to pay for my nursing degree. One night, after clocking out from my glamorous life of stocking instant noodles, I got hit by a truck. My first thought? Finally. I could fulfill my dream of becoming the ultimate, iconic villainess. And wouldn't you know it, dreams do come true. I woke up as Rosalia Salvatore. The Mafia Princess. The Evil Bitch. The Crazy Villainess. From the reverse harem game "Trapped By My Captors", yes, that 18+ NSFW disaster with the kinkiest good ending and the bloodiest bad ending imaginable. Bloody hell, I didn't get isekai'd into a fluffy noble high school romance. No. I got yeeted into a dark mafia thirst-trap simulator. But guess what? I'm not your easy, doe-eyed heroine. If any of these "love interests" think they can kill me, I'll bite their heads off. Literally. Buckle up, boys. My wrath comes in heels, and it kicks hard. _______________________________________________________ Original Story A Transmigration Dark Romantic Comedy Vote for more chapters!!! (not my art on the cover)

౨ৎ [𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 #𝟏][𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄] ౨ৎ He's the one man who could ruin her future. She's the one temptation he can't resist. In the quiet, gossiping corners of small town Grantford, Pennsylvania, secrets are hard to keep and even harder to survive. Rose Winward has fought for every inch of her education. Between two jobs and a hard-earned scholarship at Darwin State, she's months away from the finish line. She has a plan, and it doesn't include distractions―especially not the gorgeous, silver-tongued professor standing at the front of her lecture hall who's twelve years older than her. Professor Roman Whitlock is everything he shouldn't be: dominant, alluring, and completely off-limits. As the heir to the university's biggest donors, Roman is used to the rules not being for him. But even he knows that Rose is a line he shouldn't cross―not when a single scandal could rock the town and destroy her future. From the moment their eyes meet, the air sparks with a dangerous hunger. One touch could cost Rose her scholarship. One reckless night could cost Roman his career. But in a town where everyone is watching, the "wrong" choice has never felt so right. In this game of forbidden desire, are they willing to risk everything for a love that could burn them both? ✎ 📈 HIGHEST RANKINGS: ☻ #1 in #university | 12/02/2024 ☻ #1 in #goodgirl | 03/13/2025 ☻ #1 in #forbiddenromance | 01/23/2026 ☻ #1 in #student | 01/24/2026 ☻ #1 in #teacher | 01/30/2026 ☻ #1 in #rich | 02/08/2026 ☻ #1 in #steamy | 02/28/2026 ☻ #1 in #maturethemes | 05/14/2026 ✎ 🚨 PLEASE READ THE DISCLAIMERS/CONTENT WARNINGS/TROPES PAGE. READING THE PROLOGUE WILL ALSO HELP YOU UNDERSTAND THE BOOK BETTER. 💌 THANK YOU FOR READING! DON'T FORGET TO ADD, VOTE, COMMENT, AND SHARE! 📋 PLAGIARIZING ANY PART OF THIS BOOK OR BOOK COVER IN ANY FORM IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED.

Nayiah is a school girl, who's life is filled with dark, forbidden romance. She's stuck between two tempting choices, her hot maths teacher and her sexy physics teacher. Nayiah tries to keep her affairs a secret from the outside world but her best friend Kamilla is already onto her. With all the bizarre events that go on in Nayiah's story, we are all left with one question: Who will she choose in the end?

Roses are such a beautiful part of our world, representing love and all that is good. They are meant to bring people together and bind them in happiness. But all roses have thorns that draw blood from those who were too naive to stay away. So, what happens when a someone so naive decides to mess with the Roses?

This is a reader insert for the manhwa Lookism. I have been obsessed with it lately and this is the result I'll try to keep up with the storyline and everything in it. I would also like to give credit to other writers who inspired me and also have some magnificent books about the manhwa. #1 in #lookismxreader = 23/02/2021 #1 in #dg = 23/02/2021 #1 in #jayhong = 23/02/2021 #1 in #elijang = 23/02/2021 #1 in #jacepark = 04/03/2021 #1 in #zacklee = 04/03/2021 #1 in #euntalee = 04/03/2021 #1 in #goo = 21/04/2021 #2 in #johanseong = 23/02/2021

You're always happy-go-lucky, however is that true? Of course it is ahhahhahahaha VariousLookism x fem reader hehehe ꧁𓊈🅶🅰🅼🅱🅻🅴 🅶🅾🅳🅳🅴🆂🆂𓊉꧂

I sob deliberately. If this person is what I'm thinking then I have to fiddle the cards or else it will be a pain-pleasure game. I wanted to feel this, deep down I wanted to do this but with the state. What kind of a kink is this? Fifty shades of 365 DNI? I can't control my sobbing, the " Please, I beg you", it came out as a whisper to the breeze. " Stay perfectly still my dear" the person finally gave a gender reveal with its sinister commanding voice. I can feel him parting my legs more to accommodate his position. " I don't want you to whimper or make any unnecessary movements while I taste you or Else. . . ." If by any chance you have read this work on another platform outside of wattpad then It must be copied and stolen from me. Be warned and keep me warned.

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 • 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐝. ... "Anything I want?" He repeats, making it a question this time. "Yes." To my surprise, he gets on his knees, places an open mouth kiss onto my naked thigh and makes me open my legs until one of them is resting on his shoulder. ... Sophia Romano was a stereotypical trophy wife, getting treated like one by her husband in a dehumanizing way for as long as she can remember. That is until she discovers said husband is cheating on her, making her realise she not only lost the alleged love of her life, but also herself along the long way of her marriage. Now Sophia realises that she doesn't want to serve anyone but herself anymore. She wants to find herself again, do whatever she wants while- for the first time in forever, taking what she desires. ... ~ not edited yet

"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

"You are mine in a way nobody understand. I say how and I say when" ***************** His rough thumb pads made it way to my lower lips which I'm chewing with nervousness,, I flinched to move away but his other hand come around my waist and pulled me near to him while his chest touched mine.his thumb released my lower lips from my teeth's tight grasp my eyes widened. Then it traveled to my cheeks and he was caressing my cheeks sending small tingles over there his long fingers pushed my strands of hair to behind my ear. My widened eyes followed his fingers movements and stopped at his dark orbs which staring into me intensively.his fingertips tracing along my jawline and to my neck caressing me there, spreading a tingle sensation there.. my tummy felt weird with butterflies dancing there.what is he doing to me.my eyes were looking for an answer but the sudden realization of our proximity hit me and I tried to wingled out from his hold but he was faster than me as he tightened the hold around me.. "Let me go"I mumbled with my shaky voice still struggling, Martha or aunt could come inside any moment I should escape from this pervert but nothing affected him as he was just gazing at me. ************************* The story line contain a story of arrogant boy who afraid to express his own feelings denying his love with rudeness and a innocent shy girl who have a shy nature awake his beast to the point he cannot control him self anymore but to fall in love with her and their story is not a easy one even though both of them love eachother they couldn't recognize it. Warning-mature content and strong language will be included.🙊🔥 All the pictures and photos gifs credit to the rightful owner