𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐙𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐘 is a popular hockey player. He is rude and cocky. He's a bad-boy and a player. Except for one thing he's a virgin. Him being the caption of the hockey team and everyone falling at his feet makes him arrogant and feeds his ego. So, what happens when I humble girl comes into his life and doesn't put up with his attitude? 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 is a humble girl with a attitude if it's necessary. She doesn't take anyones bullshit. She is a contemporary dancer and takes it very seriously. Dancing is per passion. She has had a few boyfriends but none of them have been serious they all just wanted sex. Now, she doesn't take bullshit from any man. What happens when a man comes into her life that she can't stand but can't stay away from? Read to find out!

Miguel Hernandez has known a few things well: the cushion of an older brother rising to stardom, basketball and sex. His reputation's whispered from the luxury corners of the Upper East Side, spanning over New York City. Debauchery's come to be his middle name. Girls are rarely pictured leaving his side. A comfortable, familiar routine that he doesn't stray from, nor does anyone expect him to. Until her. Eyes that harbour secrets, a tongue sharp enough to cut, passions she's given up and a darkness bearing on her shoulders, Malibu Adams knows nothing but survival. Unapologetic about the trail of messes she leaves behind or the anger festering within her that will only set her on one ruinous path, love had never been on her radar. Nobody knows her enough to understand her nor the pain seeping from wounds she disregards. Until he becomes desperate to. She breaks everything she touches, they say - he isn't afraid to bleed.

[LATE UPDATES ] 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭. ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ He extended his hands and it reached down my throat, choking me tightly. Tears gathered inside my eyes and somehow I managed to say "V-veer mujhe d-dard ho raha h-hai" Instantly he tightened his hold and replied in a low terrifying tone, "Toh nahi jana chahiye tha na kisi dusre ladke ke pass meri jaan. Ab dard toh hoga tumhe" He totally sounds like a psychopath right now, his possessiveness will kill me someday. ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ "One or two?" He asked and I stared at him in confusion. "Fingers babygirl." He's rubbing my pussy, extending his middle finger toward my folds and dragging it back to my clit. I can feel the wetness down there. I'm not able to answer, everything is unheard. "Answer or you'll feel my dick inside you within a second" He commanded. "O-one" I slowly responded. Instantly, I closed my eyes tightly when he inserted two of his middle fingers with his ring on it. Oh, this is a pleasure.

𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐀 I learned to survive before I ever learned to love. Men want me. Fear me. Worship me. I'm the woman they can't tame, the one who walks away first. But then there's 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐫 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧. A devil in a custom suit. My enemy. My obsession. My biggest mistake. He doesn't just touch-he claims. Doesn't just fuck-he ruins. And when I let him in? He tears through my walls like they were never there. I should run. I should destroy him before he destroys me. But the problem is-I don't think I want to be saved. 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐑 She's a walking sin wrapped in danger. A woman built for breaking hearts, for leaving men on their knees. But not me. Never me. Because Cecylia Kawinski isn't just a challenge. She's a fucking addiction. Soft lips. Sharp tongue. A body made for worship-and war. She fights me like she wants to win, but baby, I don't lose. Not in the boardroom. Not in the streets. And definitely not in my bed. She thinks she can play me. Thinks she can walk away untouched. But Cecylia? She was mine before she even knew it. _ 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣, 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴. 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯.

When Damon Carbone, the rightful heir to the Italian Mafia gets overthrown and betrayed by his own family, he is forced underground. He now lives his life in the shadows as the notorious assassin, Il Mietitore, gaining the skills necessary to take back his throne. He devises a scheme to overthrow his cousin, Don Martino Mendoza, and get the revenge he's been craving for the past five years. But in order to accomplish that, he requires the help of a mysterious Femme Fatale. A Femme Fatale with a hidden past and her own agenda in mind.

Kiara Hendrix walked away from the only man she ever loved because loving him meant losing herself. When Yurii Bolosh became Pakhan of the Fedorov Bratva, the man she loved disappeared behind silence, blood, and an obsession that consumed him: uncovering the truth behind his familys' deaths. The higher he rose, the further he slipped from her grasp. He stopped choosing her. Stopped letting her in. So she chose herself. She walked away before his hunt for justice buried them both. But Yurii never stopped searching, not for answers, and most especially not for her. Now, pulled back into the same orbit by loyalty, the marriage of their bestfriends, and unfinished love, Kiara finds herself face to face with the man she left behind. He's more powerful. More dangerous. And still undone by her presence. She knows she should stay away. Because Yurii Bolosh does not love in halves. He never has. What he gives, he gives with teeth, with blood in his mouth and devotion. And that terrifies her. He tells her he will respect her distance. That he understands why she left. That he will not touch, will not ask, will not beg. But restraint has never been his strength. And as the past claws its way to the surface and vengeance inches closer to becoming reality, Kiara must decide what frightens her more: Walking away from the man who still knows her heart like the back of his hand. Or staying long enough to find out whether she was the one meant to save him from himself or if she was always destined to be the thing he would lose last.

She was destined for more than the confined walls of her daddy's mafia. She was destined for success and everything else that came along with it. She never wanted to be apart of the criminal world. But he left her with no choice. He caged her up, cut off her wings. She hated him, he hated her. But he knew those same wings would grow back. And those wings would be bigger, stronger, 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. She began to flourish against her own will, soon finding comfort in that same world she once hated. She began to trust the devil known as Dante Russo. The more she trusted him, the more she became corrupt. He might have been the devil, but she was his advocate in every breath of the word.

"You want a job here, Victoria?" He asks quietly, and I swallow beneath his grip. It was hard for me to breathe- much less speak. Fear spills throughout my body at the sudden realization that Nico could completely crush my windpipes if he wanted to. One squeeze and my life will be over. He brings me closer to his face and I freeze when his thumb slides down the side of my neck. It startles me, causing my heart to thrash restlessly against my ribcage. "Consider yourself hired." Head tilted, he looks at me closely. "You just signed your life away to me. I hope it was worth it." •••

{ Book 2 of the Marino Series } Geovanni Marino & Eboni Darko. Two book lovers falling in love with one another. Reading books is an escape from reality to them. Imagining & fantasying about things they wish were real. The two meet at a library on a boring regular day, instantly becoming friends not knowing what's to come. An innocent & sweet friendship turned into a very sexual, intimate & sinful relationship. ___________________________________________ "I love you more than life itself Geo." Eboni. "I am yours." Geovanni. ••• • Book 2 of the Marino Series • { smut, abuse , depression & heart ache } Started: 04/15/23 Finished: ...