One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

❦ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 & 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐱-𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭 In her three years of teaching, the last thing Charlotte Dawson was expecting to discover that one of her students was being mistreated at home. For Jax Beckett, the last thing he was expecting the day he left jail was to hear his younger brother was in the hospital after being harmed by their parents. The person who was alerted to the situation and saved him was none other than his brother's elementary teacher. Jax wants to take custody of his brother but because of his status as an ex-convict, the children's protection services want to make sure it never happens. Luckily for him, Wren's teacher is able to come up with a crazy idea to help him. Move in with her and together they take care of Wren. What happens when Jax's past starts to catch up with him? What happens when feelings arise between the two of them? Will Charlotte be able to handle the ex-convict? Get ready for a burning love between a teacher and an ex-convict. ✘✘✘ ⚠️𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭/𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬.⚠️ ✘✘✘ What readers have to say: "I'm IN LOVE with the story!! It's so well developed and intriguing that I can't help but want more! You're doing an extremely amazing job! ❤️❤️❤️ It also feels more of a reality book than fiction because many things that happen in the book do happen in real life!!"

He doesn't stop and continues to kiss all over my neck. Without warning, he starts to suck on a spot on my neck. I don't do nothing but close my eyes and grip on to his arm. What is he doing and why does it feel good? I don't want him to stop but at the same time I don't know what he's doing. After a while he stops and licks the spot he just sucked on."Mine forever" --------------------------------- Diem Sallow. Seventeen year old loner. Keeps to her self and focuses on school while trying to keep her dad alive. Has a whole life's worth of pain that she mask to not a be a burden to others. One strawberry smoothie accident and a school spirit shirt causes Diem to bump into the delinquent of the school who is the gang leader of the city. The simple words "You're mine" is what changed Diem forever This story is fast paced in the beginning so just bare with it :) Highest Rankings #1 in delinquent #1 in clingy #1 in wmbw #1 in badboy #1 in bad #1 in dead #2 in gangleader #22 in romance and love

When Queen realizes that caring for two boys is too much to handle, she must move in with her boss. Book 1 of 4.

The Perfect Recipe For Love: One imprisoned Mafia Don, Two spoonfuls of Sexiness, A pinch of Cockiness, And a pair of Handcuffs. All served with a healthy side of Sex.

❝Are you done acting like you care?❞ Tristan's jaw clenches so hard that for a second I'm actually afraid his teeth will disintegrate. ❝I'll ask one more time. Where. Were. You. Last. Night.❞ I lift my chin, wishing the raw command in his voice didn't have me damn near shaking. ❝You really wanna know? Fine, then. I was at Isaac's with his face between my legs getting me to moan his name for hours.❞ And he snaps. My hips are grabbed roughly by big warm hands- hands that teased and touched and caressed every inch of my body just a few days ago- and I'm being shoved up against the closed door of my bedroom. Tristan's blue eyes practically gleam with rage and a muscle in his jaw twitches furiously as he glowers down at me. Yeah, this was not good. This was not good at all. How dare he pin me against a door like a caveman and interrogate me about my whereabouts in my own home? At least... that's what I told myself as I felt my breaths turn shallow and my thighs slowly clench together. {𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝔂𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮} 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 #2 in vulnerable #6 in conflict #12 in jealousy #17 in steamy #19 in chicklit #29 in collegeromance #60 in eroticromance #69 in newyork ⚠ mature language & sexual scenes ⚠

"Either you become a cheater and fuck me, or you break up with her and still fuck me. I'll win either way." . . "I usually get everything I want. But it wasn't the same case with him. I could show off my sweet smile and flutter my lashes, but that still wouldn't make him mine." At the ripe age of nineteen, it's an understatement to say that Aurora Amoretto's love life is a bit... bland. But what she has yet to discover, is that there will be a certain man who will change that.

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [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."

"So we're not going to fuck?" He asked. I turned around to stare at him and shook my head. "No we are not going to fuck." I stated, closed my door with a bang and locked it . I heard his boastful chuckles and shook my head in amusement. This guy seriously won't give up. "You will fall for me sooner or later bellissima!" His voice spoke through the closed door. "Don't count on it!" I retorted back and fall on my bed with a soft groan. ________________________ Ryn Waters and Ace Reed are sworn enemies. With Ace being the son of the Italian Mafia leader and Ryn being a cop it was bound for them to despise eachother. But then something unexpected happens making Ace turn against his father only for him to turn to Ryn for help. It was only inevitable that she jumped at the opportunity to take down the leader of the mafia, the man who she watched murder her parents in front of her. *𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚* #1 newadult #1 true #1 badboy #1 loveatfirstsight #1 hatetolove #1 humor #1 tattoos #1 first #1 rising #1 enemiestolovers #3 possessive

[MATURE CONTENT] His hands trailed lightly across my skin, tender and somewhat cautious. He gave me opportunity to pull away and refuse what he was silently promising with his inferno touches. God, if only he knew the last thing I would do would be to refuse him. "Amara," his tongue seemed to tease my name as it rolled off it, kneading and toying with each syllable. "Do you realise the strain I have to put myself under to be able to look at you without just fucking you senseless on this desk?" My throat was hoarse. I looked at the desk in question, likely in part disbelief and part desire. "But what if someone comes in?" He smirked in amusement, thumb running over my thin blouse. My body reacted immediately: nipple hardening under his touch. He looked down at me, eyes smothered in lust. "Then they'll see what it means for a woman to experience proper, all-consuming, mind-numbing pleasure."