He is a beautiful monster. She is the light that should've never crossed his path. Donnica Smith is chasing her dreams. Beautiful, ambitious, brilliant, and dangerously naïve, her future is full of promise and untouched by darkness. Until one reckless decision changes everything. She never expects her graduation thesis to lead her into the deadly trap orchestrated by Antonio Caruso, an infamous and ruthless Italian mafioso with a soul as cold as his beautiful stare. A man feared across continents. A man whom she regrettably chooses to be her muse. "I'd love to visit Tuscany someday..." she whispers absentmindedly in the interrogation room. And somehow, in the end, he takes her there. What starts as academic research spirals into a nightmare of captivity, seduction, and a game of survival. Donnica holds the key to Caruso's freedom, and he to hers. But at what cost? Dangerously Unusual is a dark romance where love is a weapon, obsession is survival, and trust is the most dangerous game of all. All Rights Reserved. Started: 2016 Ended: 2017/2018 (EDITING COMPLETE)

❝ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘰𝘯, 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴?❞ ✎ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬. Alessandro Moretti. Once upon a time, he was her best friend and her future husband. Yet, that all crumbled down after she moved town. What happens when she's back, and they're paired together? ✎ This story contains explicit sexual content and dark themes. Please read the trigger warnings before proceeding. Started 10/03/2023

River Moon is the best assassin in Boston, she has been trained to be so since she was 13. If you have had her put on you to hunt, you must have done the worst thing imaginable, and you can't run so don't try. But what happens when she has a meeting with her parents and her father tells her that she has been arranged to marry the man she has been trying to kill for over a decade? ~ Reid Xander is the heir to the Italian mafia, his life has always revolved around the mafia but he didn't care much about it as a child. But when his little sister was murdered at the age of 10 when he was 15, that's when he took it seriously. His father was always trying to prepare him for anything that could jump at him when he becomes king, but one thing his father didn't tell him until a few years ago. He can't be king if he doesn't have a queen. ....................................................................................................................... I put my hands on his waist, trying to push him off. "S-stop, I can't take anymore." I stutter, barley able to get the words out of my mouth. He grabs my wrists and holds them above my head with one hand, the other on my hips. "I won't stop until you are shaking, mi amore."

It felt like heaven to fall in love with hell...

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

"You do not understand how much I hate you," I whisper our breaths mixing. "And you do not understand how much I want to throw you onto this table and kiss you until all you can remember is my name," he says leaning in so our noses brush. "You wouldn't." "Oh yeah?" ○●○●○●○●○● Aria Caddel dreams of having a love story like her parents. But she would rather spend the whole day with her friends at the beach. When her mother tells her that she needs to find a job for the summer instead of doing nothing with her life she figures the best idea would be lifeguarding at her local beach with a few of her friends. That way she can be doing everything she wants to all summer while getting paid. Yet when she finds out that the person she would rather strangle than even breathe near applied as well she immediately regrets her decision. Xander Madden is every girl's dream. Well, every girl but Aria. Xander is a dream boat, you could say. Smart, talented, and extremely handsome. Aria would describe him differently. The two teenagers have been enemies since they could remember. However, lifeguarding together means they have to make up and play nice for the summer, which isn't going to be easy for either of them. The two must find a way to be civil around each other which in Arias's mind means ignoring him at all costs. Except for some reason she is constantly finding herself near him. Obviously, she would never think of him as anything more than her enemy and the person she hates most in the world...right?

A pair of caramel eyes, a sharp and pointed noise, a strong and defined jaw, and carnation pink lips-those were the words that could describe the man Allison Tanya Valmonte kept on dreaming every night. The man she didn't know existed. Bewitched and curious, she meticulously drew every detail of his physique and brought him to life using every stroke of her paint brush. Making that man her own masterpiece that would be featured on an art exhibit that she needed to attend to. On the day of the exhibit, their worlds collided-the man on her painting was standing next to her, real, alive, and breathing.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

[Book #2 in the Nystrom series] [18+TW: mature content, heavy topics, language] I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the book as I chuckle and trace the lip print with my finger. I smile at the marks, I wanted him to be mine as much as I was his. The marks reflect that. He raises his eyebrows as soon as his eyes land on mine. "Oh?" His voice is hoarse and low when he murmurs, "You like them?" "I do, they look pretty good on you." I admit, gazing up at him when I see him smirk and I wonder what he is thinking about, but when he grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap, my question is already resolved. "Why don't you take some pictures then, love?" εꨄ︎з 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, the psychopath. While she is still tormented by her dark past, she starts to realize that if anything could obliterate her, it would be her twisted mind. She was desperate for sanity, and as if someone had heard her, the only person who could give her that feeling appeared. 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒, the murderer. He would twist a knife in his heart if it meant proving that he'd do anything for her. He yearned to understand her, her innermost thoughts and ways of thinking. He wanted to be hers, even if it meant losing his own sanity for her. εꨄ︎з STARTED: July 2022 FINISHED: April 2023