❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.

[COMPLETE] [MATURE] ❝Revenge is a bitch, I'll make it my bitch. ❞ Mars Matthews was anything but innocent. She was sarcastic, talkative, some even say cold hearted. She had a dark past which she tried hard to forget about. Not knowing how much her life is about to change when her eyes meet the cold green ones. Vincent Black the leader of the Italian Mafia. He was everything you expected him to be. Cold hearted, daddy issues, killer. He had no luck in love or anything involving happiness. Being the possessive shit he is, he took Mars all for himself when he saw her laughing at gunpoint. What happens when Mars finds out truths about her family that was supposed to be buried. *** "I thought I did not have you anymore." I muttered, embarrassment seeping through my body and I looked down. He moved closer so his lips touched mine and he took my bottom lip between his, biting softly. "You own me, love." he murmured against my lips as his free hand rested behind my head. *** "And if the devil was to ever see you, he would kiss your eyes and repent." Warning: this book has a messy plot and the smut isn't that good bc I was a teenager writing 18+ shit, so do not expect detailed smut. Some ppl said it's good but idk. IN NEED OF EDITING. #1 in funny 10/10/2021 #4 in badass 10/10/2021 #3 in knife 10/10/2021 #3 in female 12/10//2021 #14 in sibling 16/10/2021 #1 in job 31/10/2021 #1 in sad 07/01/2022

[UNDER EDITING] [FINISHED] [MATURE] The heir to the Italian Mafia's thrown, the king of the mafia; Lorenzo D'Angelo. Born and raised with power and even fame, He basically has everything in the palm of his hand. A don with a body of an Italian god, and a face of a model. The new don kills without regret or remorse, he wears the scars on his hands and all over his body like jewelry and danger lingers and follows him everywhere, people run from even his shadow. He is the most feared man anyone could think of in the Mafia world. He is a Sinister. What happens when this sinister finds it's worse sin, his match. The girl he can't have, the FBI agent sent to bring him in. Sage Hendrix, the girl raised to be in the FBI before she could even walk or talk. A fighting machine, trained to seduce and hunt people down, even kill them without looking back. A body of a goddess that has men on their knees. A snarky and sarcastic personality that she uses to cover her real self from outside eyes. People fear her, her presence even breathing the same air as her. She is on the top, one of the best agents in the whole agency. What happens when she finds out the truth? Uncovers lies that break people beyond repair, broke her beyond repair. She was sent to London to destroy the one they call the Sinister, not become his biggest Sin. But all actions have consequences... Book two in the D'Angelo Series Highest rankings so far #2 in Mafia #1 in mafia #1 In Snarky #1 in Booktwo #1 in FBI #1 in Smutwarning #2 in italian #1 in Romance #1 in love

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

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."

Lavender has lived her entire life sheltered developing extreme anxiety, what happens when she moves away alone, and meets a professor who sees to her dependency. :') not edited, updates consistently- okay kinda consistently. tysm for giving my book a try & be nice too or else :p

His Ruthless Obsession She was innocence in its purest form. He was sin wrapped in silk and blood. And once he saw her... he stopped breathing. Alexander De Luca doesn't fall. He conquers, destroys, owns - without mercy and without apology. As the head of the De Luca empire, his name alone commands fear across the globe. Governments flinch. Enemies vanish. The entire world trembles at the sound of it. To him, women were forgettable indulgences - shallow, manipulative, and easily discarded. Until her. Aria Monroe is everything he never believed existed. Sweet. Pure. Untouched. A breath of light in the pitch-black void that is his soul. She doesn't know who he is. Doesn't recognize the predator behind the tailored suit. And that only makes his obsession more brutal. More possessive. More dangerous. From the moment Alexander lays eyes on her, something in him shatters - and something else takes its place. He doesn't just want her. He needs her. Watching her becomes instinct. Touching her becomes addiction. Anyone who dares to look at her - even for a second too long - is marked for death. Aria is his. Even if she doesn't know it yet. Even if it destroys her. She was his salvation. He became her damnation. And in the world of Alexander De Luca, no one escapes a De Luca's obsession - not even her.

Audrey Briggs has never felt like she belonged. Living under the roof of cold-hearted step-parents who treat her like a burden, she's spent her life walking on eggshells, quiet, obedient, and dreaming of escape. When an envelope arrives with her name on it, everything changes. She's been accepted into the prestigious Valemont Royal Academy, a school known for transforming students into society's elite. But Valemont isn't just uniforms and courtly manners. From the moment Audrey steps onto campus, she keeps crossing paths, literally, with a two boys who are strangely kind, fiercely protective, and inexplicably drawn to her. They don't know each other well, yet something about their bond feels... unbreakable. What Audrey doesn't know is that she's not alone in the world. She's not even a Briggs. She's Audrey Valestri and she has six brothers, two of whom live among her classmates, and four who operate in the shadows of power and crime. When the past catches up and secrets unravel, Audrey is forced to choose between the life she's always known and the family she never knew she had.

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤! 𝟏𝟖+ Having a best friend who's filthy rich, when you struggle to pay rent, can be hard. But it does have a few perks. After a wild night with the one guy that's off limits, a game of seduction, secrecy and sex commences. * 𝐖 𝐀 𝐑 𝐍 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 This story contains mature themes, including, but not limited to: explicit sex scenes and references, the use of profanity, the mention and use of drugs and alcohol, and graphic violence. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝.