I met a girl six years back. She was everything I thought I never wanted. But how incredibly wrong was I? But one day she left. Just like that. For a moment I felt like I had her, I felt like I had this future I never dared to imagine before. I felt wrong because days become weeks and months become years but I never found her. Who could have thought that the woman I have been desperately looking for, the woman who promised to marry me will be sitting in front of me as my business partner? "When you decided to run away 6 years ago you should have stayed hidden. Because you are so fucked, Mara." Marilyn Harrison is a lady of secrets. When every night she locked herself in the room and tried so hard to cry silently some of those tears were not for her family but rather for someone else. But one day she came out of that room wearing a black dress and the darkest shade of red lipstick. Since then we never saw Marilyn shed a single tear until...now. She refused therapy. She accepted the pain. She didn't want the pain to go away. But maybe they were wrong. Wrong that everything that she cared about is long gone because this man who stood in front of them is holding a string of her heart that her mind is fighting so hard to abandon. Read the story of two business typhoon fighting their way to get what they deserve while facing their twisted history. Is it fate which bought them together after six-year or an omen? This story entirely belongs to me. You better not copy it. WARNINGS🛑 Contains mature scenes Sexual abuse, rape, physical violence are depicted in this stories. (Read it at you own risk.)

✧𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬 & 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞✧ "Look at you baby, I surely turn my good little wife into a horny slut. Don't I?" ✧ Viktor is a ruthless mafia boss who knows everything about everyone like the back of his hand. On the other side Damia is the definition of innocence and everything nice. One arranged marriage and two polar personalities. What will happen when they both collide? ✧ #2 in cry #2 in flowers #2 in conflict #2 in innocent © buttercup_cameo

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance

[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*

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

(SAMPLE) Now available everywhere in ebook & paperback (and on Kindle Unlimited in the US & Canada). Kendall works the night shift at the campus library. It's the perfect job: she gets to spend hours reading her romance novels without interruption... until the night that Vincent, king of campus and star of the basketball team, comes to the front desk and asks her for reading recommendations. (75k words. No cheating, no love triangles, happy ending. Adult content. 18+ recommended.)

" W-what are y-you we-wea-ring?" Luca's deep trembling voice made me smirk. I looked down at the baby pink lace bra and matching panties that adorned my body. Luca's gaze was stuck to my chest at then it tavelled downwards. "Are you done staring?" I asked, my voice low and husky. The bag in his right hand dropped as he looked away , blushing madly. The blush that tainted his cheeks made me all the more turned on. Fuck. I slowly, made my way towards him and placed my hands on his chest. His eyes followed my every action. "Eleoner..." He whispered hoarsely, making me cream my panties. "Don't worry, baby. I'll make it go away..." I trailed off, biting his earlobe seductively. _____________________________________ When Eleoner was sent to military school at the tender age of sixteen by her gold digging whore of a mother, instead of improving herself, she turned worse. She drank , played around, swore like a sailor etc. She was the kind of girl your parents warned you not to hang out with. Tired of her careless mother and her innumerable man sluts, Eleoner decides to move out. When she decided to move to New York to study in NYU, the least she expected was sharing an apartment with another guy, Luca Marino. Luca is the boy your parents encourage you to hang out with because he is a complete nerd. He surrounds himself with books only. El was always into the hot bad boys in her hometown but this Italian nerd has her fantasizing. She will not stop until she has him in her bed. But along with Luca comes drama. Will El be strong enough for the heartbreak to come? Will she continue being the bad bitch or will Luca tame her? **************************************** Guys, this book is for mature audiences as it contains Sexual content (shitload of that) , swearing, etc..... So please , 18+ readers only. If ya nasty and you're not 18, try not to go ahead. But if you do, don't sue me for destroying your innocent soul. I warned you.

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

*You do not have to read the first two books in order to understand this one* I believe true love happens only once in your life. And I'm talking about that kind of love when you love with your whole soul and with every single piece of you. You love deeply, with everything you have and everything you are. I also think that heartbreak can be caused by the person you never thought would hurt you. By the person who promised wouldn't hurt you and you believed them. But that was my mistake - for being stupid enough to believe him and trust him with my heart when deep down inside of me, I knew he was going to leave someday and take everything with him - my heart, my soul, all my pieces and my whole life. Because with every breath I take, I still do it with a memory of him. I knew he was going to go and that I wasn't going to be it for him. I just hoped it wouldn't be so soon. My name is Brooke Campbell. And I am going to tell you a story about my life. This is not a story about love. This is a story about heartbreak.

Kiara is an assassin. Born in the industry, she knows her work better than anyone else and she's the best that her clan has. Kiara has never failed a mission in her life and never plans to. But this mission is different than the others. More difficult - dangerous, even. Her newest task was to get rid of the Prime Minister of England's son, Niklaus St. Clair. At first it seemed easy to her seeing how she has killed many presidents and prime ministers, and many of their eldest sons, so why was this one so different? Besides his face of zero flaws, and his muscular body and rock-hard abs, and that oh-so-sexy accent she involuntarily fall for - oh, and the fact he has many dark secrets of his own. She calls him an arrogant brute. He calls her his feisty kitten. So what happens when their first encounter ends up with her trapped between a wall and his body instead?