C O M P L E T E D : 24/02/22 Sienna Callum was popular - scratch that - she was the queen of high school. She had tons of gorgeous friends wishing to be her, smoking hot flings, and an unbelievably trendy fashion sense. But, she needed one more thing. Decent grades to graduate. Roman Lawrence was a nerd - scratch that - THE nerd of high school. Yet, his exceptional intelligence made him stand out among those seeking to learn. He had one problem though, the girl he'd been crushing on since kindergarten didn't like him back. One of the reasons? His lack of experience.... sexually. This isn't boy meets girl. This is mouse meets vixen. This is what happens when these two opposites strike a deal and things get hot. "So, here's my offer: you tutor me in school, and I tutor you in sex." _____ W A R N I N G T H I S S T O R Y C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ explicit language ❤︎ alcohol consumption ❤︎ mild violence _____ H I G H E S T R A N K I N G S : 1 #virginboy 1 #goodboybadgirl 1 #nerdboy 1 #scandalous 1 #populargirl 1 #tutor 1 #badgirlgoodboy 2 #forbidden 2 #eroticromance 3 #sexy _____ S T A R T E D - 05/03/2021 C O M P L E T E D - 24/02/2022 (word count: 200,000 - 250,000)

"Are you happy now?" She asked. "Do you feel manly? Do you feel kingly?" She grabbed his hand and forcibly tried to raise it to her face once again. "Do it again. Go on. Hit me!"

Ruby O'Brian was born into this world of guns and war. After being away at school she comes back to some News. Ruby has been promised to marry one of the most notorious Mafia prince. Colton Salvatore. Colton Salvatore is a cold hatred killer. He takes what he wants and doesn't hesitate to do so. He set his eyes on Ruby years ago and now he had returned to clams what is his. ------------------------- "You really got a bad attitude." "Only for you." I smirked going to turn away from him. Colton grabbed my wrist and pulled my body right to his chest making me squeal for how fast his movements were. "Now don't make me play the bad guy little one." I was pushing as hard as I could to get out of his grip and doing everything that I could. What shocked me was when he slapped my ass. I was mortified. No one had ever touched me like he was right now and I didn't want it. I couldn't help myself when my hand came up and went across his face. His head went to the side with the force I put behind my smack. I won't lie I was proud of my work. I went to move back but he kept his hands on my waist. He picked me up and grabbed the bottle from my hand throwing it somewhere on the lawn. This is where all panic came to me. I didn't know what this guy could do. He was from a family of KILLERS! "I-I'm Sorry! Please put me down!" I cried as I saw him carrying me closer to the pool. "To late now baby."

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.

Alexandra Grace, the best nurse in New York is asked to relocate and work full time for the young multi-millionare named Ace. Ace Anderson is an arrogant and stubborn patient who recently survived a plane crash damaging his face which is now wrapped in bandages. He is dealing with problems of his own that bring him down. But will Alexandra change things for him or hurt him even more? Not your typical love story, only 2 broken characters who have to face life itself. Highest Ranking: #1 in billionaire #1 in drama #1 in hot guys #1 in problems #4 in Romance #1 in heart #1 in sexy #2 in accident #2 loveatfirstsight #2 in New York #3 in featured #3 in bad boy WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AND STRONG LANGUAGE ⚠️

❝Come on beautiful, how long are you going to pretend that I'm not the reason for that❞ His eyes glide down my body and stop at my thighs that had mindlessly pressed themselves together. "When you stop pretending I'm not the reason for that" I gesture towards his legs this time, his thighs parted and the hard erection showing through his pants. I can't help but clear my throat at the print. He stands up, with no shame. Not even trying to cover or adjust himself, he only walks towards me as I sit on the chair in his office. With the nudge of his foot, he parts my legs so he can step between them, lifting my chin with his index finger and I meet those enchanting eyes. He leans closer to my ear and his hand finds its place on my thigh, causing my skin to become warmer. "I'm not pretending beautiful, I will happily admit you're the one that gets me this hard any day." Grace Kennedy is smart, beautiful and kind. She's studying to become a doctor one day but before she can afford all the expenses, she works with her mother in her family's bakery. Mariano is a man of charms and far too handsome for his own good. Emerald green eyes that could be mistaken for the actual jewel itself. His entire life revolved around his four year old daughter and his younger brother. Grace couldn't ignore how shy she felt around him as she grew to see him even more. Doing her best to keep the charming man at arm's length, it was hard to do when he knew exactly how to rile her up. She was his Beautiful Addiction. Extended Description in Introduction!

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."

COMPLETED ***THIS BOOK IS FOR THE STRONG-HEARTED, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*** "Oh good you're awake! " I greeted the man groaning on the bed clutching his head "What happened to me- Who are you?! " he shouted at me making me flinch Is he asking for my name? Geez he didn't have to shout so loudly I cleared my throat before extending my right hand for him to shake "Hello! I am Dra. Abigail Giselle Flores" I smiled at him dazzlingly "Giselle..." He tasted my name on his lips and let me tell you, I didn't like the way my name rolled out of his tongue one bit For someone who seems to be living the perfect life, jumping off a bridge to die is the last thing on Giselle's bucket list, but at the moment it seems to be the only option available at life, but instead of falling deep into the freezing cold water like she expected, she fell in passing yacht instead talk about bad timing! And bad timing comes with bad luck-which in Giselle's scenario, having someone aim a gun at her head for some unfortunate reasons and treating a stranger who just so happened to be the most dangerous man in the country... Achilles Rocco Mancini, The 'Don' of the Italian Mafia