BOOK 1 MATURE CONTENT 18+ Read at your own risk I slowly lifted the thin long sleeve over her head and she sat up a little in the process to help me. As if I wasn't hard enough her pierced hard brown nipples stood straight out begging to be touched. I brought my left hand up to rub and pull on one of her nipples making her release a low moan. I attached my lips to the other sucking on it and flicking my tongue at it getting a good shake out of her. My hand that wasn't busy made its way into the band of her shorts to find she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. "Traviesa." I say meeting her lips with mines again as I swiped two fingers along her soaking wet slit. "Fuck neonata, you're so wet." I say against her lips and she bit back a moan at my words that clearly affected her. I then dipped a finger into her tight hole and she attempted to clamp her legs shut only for me to push them back up so they were bent at her sides. I sent a harsh slap to her inner thigh close to her clothed pussy startling her but she moaned at the feeling. - A story in which a young naive girl gets affiliated with Mateo Ayala-Ricci with many skeletons in the closet RANKINGS ⭐️: #1 in Cartel #2 in Rich #3 in illegal #5 in Agegap #8 in submissive #7 in blackgirl #2 in mobster #9 in drug #13 in Don #25 in BWWM ©Copyright 2021. All rights reserved. This fanfic may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission contact @OtakuFaerie- on wattpad.com. Thank you.

18+ "Did you fuck him"he said as he leaned against the wall and stomped out his cigarette. "I sure did "I said lying through my teeth just to get a reaction out of him. He cocked his head to the side as a devious grin started to form on his face. "You're lying "he said pushing off of the wall and walking towards me slowly like an animal taunting his prey. "No i'm not "I grinned as my back hit the wall.He stopped so close to me that our nose touched and our breath mingled. "I know you're lying"he said running a finger down the center of my exposed chest."I know this because I told him if he ever touched you he'd end up with his head in a box on his parents doorstep"he chuckled darkly as my face burned with rage. How fucking dare he? I thought it wouldn't be possible to hate this man even more than I already did. "Fuck you"I seethed through my teeth as I clenched and unclenched my fingers while he kept that cocky smile etched on his irritatingly perfect face. "When and where baby"He said backing away still facing me."I'd love to have you moaning my name while my dick is buried deep inside of you again"he said smirking. "That was a one time thing"I said through gritted teeth.His gaze dropped down to my hardened nipples . "Lie number two."He said staring at them with a darkened gaze"See you around Smith" ----- Ashanti Smith hated playboys. So it was only fitting for her to hate the one and only Alessandro De'Luca. Alessandro didn't hate Ashanti Smith ,he just hated the way she thought of him because of his sexual relations. So he liked sex? Who doesn't? When Ashanti's boyfriend of two years cheats on her she decides to get back at him with her biggest enemy. What happens when hate turns to lust and lust turns to love? What happens when the silent brooding bad boy falls for the feisty party girl ? But what happens when Ashanti finds out the truth about Alessandro ? You know what they say Opposite's attract

Kindhearted Rose, was just a woman that was blessed with captivating, beautiful looks and the ability to tremendously bake and cook. She was only supposed to be locking up the bakery until a drunk and confused Greek God stumbled into her shop. Cristiano Rossi, the infamous and alluring brother of a notorious mafia leader. He was a dashing businessman at day, but a dangerous, mighty underground boxer at night. After spending a long, eventful night in a cafe with a woman he barely knew, the player didn't expect to meet her again, especially begging for help in a cold, misty alleyway where he had just committed murder. Saving damsels in distress wasn't something Cristiano thought he would end up doing either, or even becoming roommates with an attractive woman to keep her safe. Four charming guys, a rustic loft over a boxing ring, an irresistible woman, illegal secrets, some sparks of love, and a few enemies: What could possibly go wrong? Cover by: @mayamarip0sa (Thank You!) First Written: February First Published: Early June

Book Four: Audrey Sinclair: The girl who couldn't accept love. " You make falling in love seem so easy, so simple. You make me want to take that leap and fall." Haze Black: The boy with so much love to give. " I just want to love you. From the moment that our eyes met, I knew that you were the one. Just let me love you, red." TW: mentions of r*pe #1 USC

A fictional tale about the classic teenage life. More truthfully, a book full of events that occur when trauma makes friends and those friends make enemies. In a world where actions barely have consequences and consequences come because of more than just actions. ♠️♦️♥️♣️ The game becomes dangerous when players have strings. Attachments. Treaties. Enemies. It's important to play your cards right and guard them with your life. To wisely choose your alies. Because when it comes to the gold, the dead will be the ones who don't know. The difference between real and fool's gold is the knowledge the buyer holds. And if they'll fold... under pressure throughout remember: Ignorance is bliss But knowledge is power

I raised up my eyebrows and pointed at his arms encircling my waist, with the tip of my chin. "You're going to let me go or not?" I asked, still fuming with anger. "Not," he groaned between his clenched teeth before slamming his lips onto mine and basically squishing me between the car and his body. * Ayla and Lewis are not so different after all. They are both hung up on their pasts, battling with their own selves, both afraid of trusting one another. They are just two complete strangers who stumbled across each other at the airport, before take-off. Ayla is a former golden girl from Maastricht, Netherlands. She has a great passion for writing but she doesn't have the courage to publish any of her work. She has all her future mapped out in her mind. She has even decided on the person that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. But she has missed only one point out. What if everything went south and suddenly, all of her plans were meaningless? All of a sudden, she finds herself at the airport, running away from her daunting past, hoping to discover her true personality away from her usual routines. Lewis is a witty, cocky British boy who lives in London and runs a café-pub. He's perfecting the laid-back, carefree player image for most of the girls but he never drops his guard down for anyone new and reveal what's underneath his charming mask. After all, the truth about him and his past is much more tragic that he cannot show his true colors to anyone else. And the truth lies under the lid of his precious 'notebook' that he hides away from the whole world. What if he comes across a lonely Dutch girl at the airport? Will he be able to keep his mask intact or gradually open up to this girl? #1 in passion 05/01/21

Kiya's life lacks excitement. However, one day, while she is singing in her dorm bathroom, someone joins in on the other side of the wall. Initially, she is shocked but quickly recovers and duets the rest of the song with him. What could go wrong -- it's anonymous. It surely couldn't be anyone from the hockey team, now could it? ✧✧✧✧✧ Warning this book contains mature topics: ❆ sexual content ❆ vulgar language ❆ alcohol consumption Started: November 17th, 2021 Finished: December 4th, 2022 [word count: 95,000 - 100,000]