Nash Reed is a hot commodity, both on and off the ice. When his childhood friend Kennedy moves to town, the torch he's been carrying for her really heats up. ***** Kennedy Miller has finally scored her dream job. After years of putting her career first, proving to everyone that she can run an ad department like nobody's business, she's arrived in New York City. Which just so happens to be the home of her former best friend and childhood crush, Nash Reed, the hottest pro hockey player around. When they meet again on Kennedy's first night in town, sparks fly and their love quickly turns into a true barnburner. But can shy Kennedy, who's not used to the spotlight, face off against her insecurities and give their relationship a real shot? [[word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Cover design by Ren T Previously titled My Childhood Friend, The Hockey Star

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

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."

Isabella's life was never easy. But how could it be when your father is head of the American mafia? At seven years old, she watched as her mother almost died from the first assassination attempt. At ten years old, she was injured in the same car "accident" that took her mother's life. At twelve years old, she began her life of being alone and on the run. Then, at sixteen years old, she found love. And despite being forced to use a fake name and disappear from time to time, within the time they shared, Isabella fell deeply for Alexi Romano. But of course, nothing can ever go right for Isabella. The night of her nineteenth birthday, she discovers he's the heir to the Italian mafia, meaning he's one of her father's greatest enemies. So she does what she's best at... she runs. And this time, she doesn't come back. Until, at twenty-four years old, news breaks within the world of organized crime that Isabella Garcia didn't die with her mother in the car crash. Now she has to return home for the first time in twelve years. And she's doing it as a single mother to a five-year-old boy... one who inherited piercing green eyes from a certain Italian man. ~~~~~ This book is written in dual point of view between Alexi and Isabella, alternating each chapter. Warning: this book contains possible triggers. There is violence, cursing, and sexual content including bdsm such as honorifics, dom/sub roles, bondage, spanking and impact play, and a few other things. All sexual acts depicted are fully consensual between two consenting adults. I do not encourage the sexualizing nor romanticizing of abuse in any way. Please do not read this book if any of these things could be potentially triggering, or you are under 18 years old.

"Matteo Brooks killed my father for his power, which means we have a common enemy. You need me if you want to take him down." "Why would we need some spoiled mafia princess?" "Because you want what everyone else wants. Eduardo Patelli's secret weapon; the one that kept him at the top of the food chain for all these years." "Like he would tell you about it," Santiago sneered. "Everyone knows he shielded you from the world. We all know he died with those details." "Shielded me?" Wren laughed in disbelief. "That's what everyone thinks, but he kept me hidden for other reasons. I didn't grow up in some fancy bedroom with rose-colored glasses attached to my eyes. Now, do we have an alliance or not?" "Give us one good reason not to kill you right now and go after Brooks ourselves," Luca demanded. "Because I am my father's secret weapon, which means you three now have access to the source of Don Patelli's power. So, are you going to help me avenge my father's death? Or are you going to turn away the opportunity to seize the power you've worked for your entire lives?" ~~~ Full summary inside...

After unknowingly saving a mafia boss from a botched bank robbery, Kiara accepts an offer to work for him as a translator, not realizing love may become part of the package. ***** Though Kiara Payne may be a genius when it comes to languages, what she knows of the real world largely comes from books and movies. But after foiling a robbery on her first day as a bank teller, Kiara finds herself thrust into a world of danger, her life resting in the hands of the infuriatingly sexy Italian mafia boss Milo Di Vaio. In exchange for her safety, Kiara agrees to serve as Milo's translator, accompanying him across Europe as he tries to clean up the mess his late brother left behind and save the reputation of the Di Vaio crime family. Cold, ruthless, and sinfully beautiful, Milo is hard to resist but even harder to love. As tensions rise and secrets are spilled, Milo and Kiara are both forced to question everything they thought they knew. Does love outweigh loyalty? And if so, is it worth dying for? [[Word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains mature themes and violence

"She wasn't his little mouse anymore. She wasn't innocent, or small. She was a hurricane; and he wanted to drown in the waves of her storm." • • • Thea Mitchell was always off limits. That was made clear by not one, but two, protective gang leaders. Her older brother, Ryder, made sure everyone knew that touching her was a death sentence. And as the leader of the Phantoms, he had the power to follow through with his threats. Cole Hudson was even more protective, but for different reasons. He'd been Ryder's best friend since diapers, which meant he grew up with Thea. He always felt the need to keep her close, but he didn't truly know why until he returned to Los Angeles for her twentieth birthday. He left for New York when she was thirteen. He was only fifteen, but it was time for him to step up more in the family business. His dad was close to retirement, which meant it was time for Cole to build his reputation as the leader of the Skulls. When he left, he was a kid with a schoolboy crush. But he's not a kid anymore... and neither is she. .................................. Warning: this book contains possible triggers. There is violence, cursing, and sexual content including bdsm such as honorifics, dom/sub roles, bondage, spanking and impact play, knife and gun play, and cnc. All sexual acts depicted are fully consensual between two consenting adults. I do not encourage the sexualizing nor romanticizing of abuse in any way. Please do not read this book if any of these things could be potentially triggering, or you are under 18 years old.

"I need you," he pleaded. "That makes one of us." _________________________________________ The unclaimed land that stands between The Mancini Kingdom and The Glass Kingdom hides beneath the shadows, enshrouded by thick rows of trees, and it contains a small village of humans. Indigo was always so thankful to grow up under the tree-provided invisibility cloak of Penn Village; living on kingdom land would have required her to follow laws that she never found fair. In both kingdoms, werewolves and humans live separated, with wolves in the North, and humans in the South. King Theo Mancini rules with heart, which would be great if it wasn't made of stone. Loyal, but an asshole, Theo doesn't always act with a clear head. He got a glimpse of his mate when he was eighteen, before she ran off into the woods... but six years later, he's still alone. And he has no idea what's coming his way. Indigo Wolfe was going to squeeze his stone heart until it became a gem.

Maxwell Rossi is a star. He's in the NBA and quickly becoming a legend. Until an injury takes him out of the game and ends his team's season. Now, he has to figure out his future while also coming to terms with his past. The one thing he wants more than anything? Rylie Thomas. Rylie is still healing the wounds of her past when Maxwell shows up in her life again. It's hard enough for her to ignore him on the screen, now she has to ignore him in her every day life. Thing is, Rylie has always had a soft spot for him, even against her better judgment. The question is-- When is it the right time to get your happily ever after? And do they even exist at all? * Intended for 18+ due to adult content and language. TW: Parental Abuse & drug use. THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT :)

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