[MATURE CONTENT] Everyone tends to outgrow their childhood memories as they become adults but not Trinity. The Ivanov sons are the living memory who breathes and walks to her terror and against her utmost desires she desperately needs but denies herself; she thinks she can escape them but no. They have claimed her, desired her, obsessed over her even before she knew it and they will have her because she is THEIRS. And the sad truth she knows, they are hers for the claim. © "Show me your panties." Vadim has never been one to ask question. I want to refuse but the look on his face makes my body say fuck it. Blushing, fingers goes to the slit of my dress to give him what he want but Andrei halts me almost immediately. "Slowly." Andrei says. Snapping my gaze to his mischievous smirk. Stretching my leg farther out that has the slit on; boldly, my eyes trained on their heated gaze as I slowly hook my thumbs to my panties tugging it down.... slowly. How they want it. "Ass up, face down." Shakily, I complied climbing the bed falling in position shooting my ass high in the air getting wetter by the second hearing footsteps draw closer licking my lips. Vadim breathes on my neck hearing Andrei's dark chuckles. "When we are done with you, you will wish you didn't beg to be fucked." Oh God! ***Mature content ***Violence ***Mature romance ***18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐲." ~ Marriage was never for love-it was for legacy. A strategy. A performance. And for the Lombardis and the Morettis, it was the most calculated, showstopping alliance of the century. Roman Moretti, Don of the La Cosa Nostra, and Angeline Lombardi, only daughter of the French-Italian Mafia Capo, had been betrothed since her birth --matched to unite two empires under one crown. Hidden from the world, Angeline was raised to be the perfect wife. Groomed. Silenced. Controlled. She learned early that one misstep would strip her of everything-including her name. Everyone's first mistake? They underestimated her. Though no one had ever seen her, the world assumed the Lombardi Princess was a polished doll. Quiet. Disposable. Roman saw the marriage as a formality-another calculated step toward total dominance. He had no plans to love her. No plans to live with her. Just a wife on paper, tucked away from him elsewhere, summoned when needed for appearances. But everything changed the moment he saw her walking down the aisle. She was perfection. Untouchable. She would be his ruin, his weakness, his obsession, his motivation. His everything. But what if that had been her plan all along? Not everything buried stays dead. Not every identity is what it seems. In a world where saints become monsters and monsters are worshipped like gods, Angeline must decide what's worth saving: her bloodline, her love, or herself. ~ -HEA -18+ -Romance/mystery/thriller -No Cheating/OWD -DARK ROMANCE "OMYGOSH. This book was immaculate. I could NOT put it down at all. Every chapter was AMAZING, the writing is shakespears work and each chapter made me laugh, smile, cry so much and this whole thing was a rollercoaster of emotions." -@Sunfloweraate8

Nach dem Umzug steht Aylins Welt plötzlich Kopf. Neue Stadt, neue Schule, neue Gesichter alles fühlt sich fremd an. Zwischen Kartons, Familienchaos und dem Versuch, irgendwo dazuzugehören, merkt sie schnell, dass ihr Leben nie wieder so sein wird wie früher. Denn da ist dieser Junge. Einer, der mehr über sie zu wissen scheint, als er sollte. Einer, der ihr Herz schneller schlagen lässt - und zugleich ein Geheimnis in sich trägt, das alles verändern könnte.

"ᴴᵉˡˡ ʸᵉᵃʰ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳᶠᵘᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵖʳⁱⁿᶜᵉˢˢ."

This is a story of hector fort and his best friend sister they've known them since they were like 9 because of la masía but hector starts to like his best friend sister and his best friend friend sister likes him back . And just read the dam book

'truth, dare, spin bottles. you know how to ball, i know aristotle.'

" please, me jealous? To early to say that i have to remind you that we just met." "Whatever gets into ur head princesa"

Sophie Guiu has always lived in the shadow of Camp Nou's iconic lights - and in the fierce protection of her older brother, Marc Guiu, one of Barcelona's rising stars. But when his best friend and teammate, Héctor Fort, starts seeing her as more than just 'Marc's annoying little sister,' a slow-burning enemies-to-lovers romance kicks off, threatening loyalty, friendship, and the fragile balance of the team. Enemies on the surface. Secretly drawn to each other. And neither of them ready to admit just how far they'd fall.

Die bist die kleine schwester von Marlon und Leon. Du bist eine Klasse unter ihnen und die Kerle kennen dich seit dem zu klein bist und sie achten alle auf dich als wärst du ihre kleine schwester doch empfindet einer erwas andere???