Isabel Noel Miller is the daughter of one of the most notorious men in the French mob. She has always strived to make her parents happy by attending school and receiving good grades. Now that she is old enough to make her own decisions, she does the worst thing her parents could think of. Her determination to work closely with her father's business causes her to drop out of college. At first, her desperate attempt to create a new business for her father's legacy sounds promising, but after she is forced to work closely with the duo Raphael and Dax, she starts to regret her decision. Isabel believed she had put her history with them in the past, but the thoughts of long, restless nights between the three of them were something she couldn't abandon. With her career flourishing and her sensual history with Dax and Raphael now brewing again, Isabel must try to balance out her life while keeping an eye on her newfound enemies. ᴍxꜰxᴍ ʙᴡᴡᴍ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ

They fall in love. --------- "Rosalina." he intones as he grazes his thumb across my bottom lip falling from the grip of my teeth. "Mmh." I mumble, fascinated by such a touch. "I think I'm in love with you," he rubs my back in small circles with nothing more than the light indent of one finger, "Not the thought, not the lust- but the company. Every time I close my eyes, you're there..." --------- girl in bookcover is from pinterest! updating every 3-4 days

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡? 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥" • A student on scholarship and a shy university professor. An almost very unlikely pair. • "You don't understand how important she is to me" I clenched my jaw, feeling the urge to throw something. "She's everything to me and I just...I just ruined it!" My voice ripped through my throat as I flung the glass of whiskey at the wall and I watched it shatter while the golden liquid stained the neat white walls. "She's gonna be fine, Theodore" Asher said with a somber and empathetic expression on his face and I scoffed. "Fuck yes, she's gonna be fine! But what about me?" I tilted my head at him and he inhaled. "You'll be fine, Theo." he spoke so softly I wished I was that calm. I wished I could be. "Not without her I'm not" I dropped back in my chair, my hands shaking violently and she wasn't around to help me get through it. PS: Lyrics of a song by Nasty C- Flaws and All. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 - 22𝐫𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐜, 2020 Completed - 17th Oct, 2021

[ COMPLETED ] Devotion | ✓ Book One Of The Sinners & Saints Series I AM HOPELESSLY AND ENDLESSLY DEVOTED TO YOU. COPYRIGHT © MIDNXGHTSUN

After a terrible car crash leave Olive to take care of her little sister Luna. She sacrificed her life and happiness for her little sister. What happens when Olive meets the billionaire covered in tattoos. He offers her a job just to keep her close will they end together? John Market a billionaire with a horrible pass. Cover in tattoos people are usually afraid of him. What happen when he meets a girl who's not afraid to speak her mind. Who's not afraid to slap him upside the head when he gets out of hand. Will they make it ? P.S. I do not own any images or Gifs. Cover Photo random pictures I found on google.

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆? 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑶𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅? 𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝑹 𝑼 𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑳𝑳 𝑫𝑶𝑾𝑵.

#1 in Latin 2020 #1 in stripper 4/03/20 #4 in Mafia 3/27/20 #3 in German 4/19/20 {Guns Over Roses #1} 18+ Before her, he was fearless , someone mothers warned you about, he was death itself in human form but of course he was the King. Her heels kissed the floor with every step she took. Slowly how her long melanin legs worked themselves on walking closer to me. "Is that all you need sir ?" Her full plump lips just ready for me to attack. "Sir?" "I need one more thing before you go." Her innocent eyes looked me straight down to my soul but Whew she wasn't so innocent at all. She was a vixen to be tamed. "And that is?" I didn't even realized what I was doing until I felt her smooth skin against my hand as I slowly stroke her cheek. Them lust full eyes roaming my every move. "Strip for me." |THIS IS NOT A BDSM BOOK| Slow updates

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.

Glowana Reyna Walker came back to New York, her home place when her mother specifically told her not to? But when has she ever listened to her mother? Glowana mostly known as Glow ignored her mother's wishes and ventured back to her home but in doing so she met someone who was certainly waiting at her front door. Raffaele Di Norcia the world's most ruthless mafia leader. ______________ Sneak Peek... GLOWANA "You're wet, Glow," he says. As if I don't know. I can't control my arousal. Everything about Raffaele turns me on. But I'd never admit it to him or myself. The way his sliver eyes always look at me as though they were undressing me, fully naked, fully bare. Some women found it disgusting when men do that and sure I did once but Raffaele was different. He was different from any man I've ever had or met. Besides kidnapping, he had made me cum. And to be honest no man I had ever made me cum like Raffaele had done. Hell, no man had even gone down on me. I didn't mind because sex wasn't much of a deal for me I was more into an emotional connection with someone. But the fact that Raffaele had changed that. Dammit, have I gone insane? Being attracted to a killer? Is that something I want? But quickly my thoughts came to a stop when Raffaele began massaging my clit. "Ahh, N-No," I moaned. The hand that held my hair tightly left it before brushing my dress up a little more revealing my back. The feeling of soft lips pressed against me made me shudder. "I'm considering if I should fuck you here and now, Glow," he rasped as his breath fanned my back. My throat parched at just the thought of Raffaele fucking me. It made me even wetter. "Would you like that?" he questioned gliding his finger between my wet folds. I'd hate to admit it but, dammit I would. _____________________ Cliche I know but who gives a frick?! WARNING MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT!!!!!

(lowercase intended, darkskin main character) "getting to know you has been the best thing to happen to me, and i'd be damned if i let you leave over that." he said, with certainty. there was nothing else i could do or say in this situation, i knew what he was like. we were bordering on toxic with this relationship, but everything about him pulls me back. he doesn't make it any easier for me either, with his constant back and forth mood swings. but my willpower was strong, strong enough to resist a man who i knew was wrong for me. even if i tried, this man wouldn't let me leave him. "this is toxic, you're too- we need to take a break." i said, trying to reason. "you don't get to say whether you leave or not, you've sealed your fate, babe. don't worry, you'll be treated as you deserve." he said.