𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐤 a sweet yet confident girl who works in a bar down town . Serving the lowlifes the drunks everyone always with a smile on her face . What happens when the three most dangerous men in the city help her in a sticky situation and they take a liking into her . 𝐗𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐧 , 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 the three most notorious men in the city they own hotel companies you name it but is what the public don't know they own the underworld , so what happens when the three set there eyes on a bartender and they don't plan on taking their eyes off ! "𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 " #1-sweet #1-good #2-texttospeech SLOWLY EDITING 🙌

ADULT CONTENT! DO NOT READ IF UNDER 18!! This is a story of love and desire, Passion, sex and a whole lot of BDSM! When confusion clouds your brain, what way do you turn?? Do you follow your heart or your urges? Which leads to the question: MY DOM OR MY MATE? PLEASE DO NOT ASK ME TO EMAIL OUT THE PRIVATE CHAPTERS. THE LINKS ARE AVAILABLE, HERE, ON THE CHAPTERS BEFORE AND AFTER AND ON MY PROFILE. I DO NOT EMAIL THEM OUT. Chapter 29: http://www.wattpad.com/8620656 Chapter 42: http://www.wattpad.com/9153707

Arabella Hale an innocent and shy 18 year old girl. Arabella is just trying to and finish her senior year in highschool and hopefully go to college. Arabella also has an obsession over butterflies. Luther, Luficer and Lucas Grey. The same time Arabella started her senior year these men enrolled there. With money that had managed to get into the same highschool Arabella was in. What happens when Arabella caught the Grey brothers eyes. And they want to keep her all to theirselvels. Will they ever let her go? or will she fall for them after her dark past? Read to find out! -------------✿ WARNING: This story includes: smut, bdsm, slight ddlg and pain in sex.This story also does not have a safe word! If you are not a sadist then this story is NOT for you! Another thing is that sometimes for sex scenes it will look like the love interests would not ask the MC for consent, but Im telling you she gave consent, and I probably forget to add it in, so please don't comment anything about them not giving consent. That's all.😄😚 First story! May be a little/very cringy..? Please keep that in mind.😅

Anya Morelli doesn't just walk into a room-she unravels it. A prodigy with a paintbrush. A daughter forged in blood. An heir to the Russian mafia by birth and the Italian syndicate by bloodline, Anya was never supposed to be soft. But she doesn't kill like her family. She captures. With art that stops hearts and eyes that never flinch. No one gets close. Not anymore. Not since them. Santiago and Matias-best friends, lovers, and heirs to the Spanish throne of crime. Together, they gave Anya a taste of forever. Then they shattered it. What's left of her still bleeds into every canvas she paints, strokes of beauty born from ruin. But destruction has a scent. And it's returning. Vincent Delacour-the newly crowned French mafia king-rules with silence and steel. Beside him, Jules: sharp-tongued, smooth-smiled, and deadly in ways that don't leave marks. They see what others don't. They want what others wouldn't dare. Anya. Not her family name. Not her legacy. Her. And in the dangerous quiet between memory and temptation, something begins to smolder. Something volatile. Something inevitable. - "You think you've hidden the worst parts of yourself," Vincent said, voice like ice sliding over flame. "But we see you, Anya." My laugh was soft, almost cruel. "No. You see what you want to break." Jules leaned against the studio doorframe, eyes dark. "Wrong. We see what we want to keep. And we don't share."

Kinsley Wright didn't come from money, but her friendship with Mafia princess, Adriana Romano, flung her into a lavish world that was luxurious and intimidating all wrapped into one. When she gains the attention of wealthy mafia bad boys, Dane Moretti and Tyson Santoro, her world is knocked off it's axis and seems to stop turning all together. As her feelings grow for both deliciously dangerous men, Kinsley feels forced to choose between them, but what if she doesn't have to? What if they are ready and willing to share her...to make her theirs?

STORY REMOVED PERMANENTLY. Please see the announcement dated Jan 25, 2022, 03:04 PM for more information. *********** Sonia is married to her high school best friend, and she loves him dearly. But after five years of marriage, she can no longer take the pain of her one-sided love. Her husband, Nate, is a closeted gay man, and she's been waiting for him to come out. Time passes with no luck, so Sonia takes matters into her own hands. Playing a matchmaker, she finds Trent on a dating website and sets into motion her plans of giving Nate his happily ever after. But plans never go as they're meant to. What happens when Trent finds he doesn't only want Nate, but her as well? What happens when Nate feels the same way? Find out as you follow Sonia, a woman of boundless love, seeking to bring happiness to the love of her life at the cost of her own, and the men, who'll never let her go. ******* NOTE: This story contains light BDSM, some conflict about sexuality, polygamy themes and some mentioning of suicide. Cover designed by @ambielea_x

MxMxFxMxM "It's okay to quit, mami." Elliot whispered in my ear. Shivers shot down my back as I felt him move around me. I stared ahead, my heart beating wildly. The feeling of wooden pole lightly grazing my back. "He's right, honey. You can, we won't be mad." Vincent said. My eyes shot to his from across the mat. He stood there with his hands behind his back. I growled softly. I quickly turned and went to grab the pole but was stopped short when my body was slammed to the ground. "Mmm. Our angry little baby is getting quite frustrated." Close to my face was Sammy smirking at me. He had my body trapped under his. I felt desire and anger boil in me. "You guys don't play fair." I said softly. Sammy chuckled while he was doing that, I shot my knee up and hit his stomach. He yelped out and I quickly shot up. "Ha! I won." I said while doing a little dance. I felt a little kiss on my neck then my arms were being drawn back behind me. My eyes drooped a little as they continued down my neck. "Good job, little one. But what's going to stop you from me?" 𒊹︎𒊹︎𒊹︎ Arabella Davis is a orphan who can't remember anything from the time she is 10. Now that she is 17 she finds herself in a mental hospital but was transferred to a school for the gifted. The Academy of Dark Arts. She meets four mysterious men who find interest in her and now they want her to themselves. DISCLAIMER- THIS IS A GROUP RELATIONSHIP AKA A POLY RELATIONSHIP. IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN THAT OR UNDERAGE PLS CLICK OFF!!!!! Thank you

12 boys and 1 girl. How could this possibly go wrong

Alta Rose Jennings is a debutant, beauty queen, and all-around goody-two-shoes from an old money family in Macon Georgia, who is always doing what is expected of her. Until her father decides that it's time for her to meet a nice young man, worthy of her standing and preferably of his choosing, and settle down. For the first time in her life Alta is refusing to do what is expected, and rather than marry some old money lawyer, she packs everything she owns, empties her bank account, and sets out to make her own way as far away from her parents as possible. Six months later, she finds herself down to her last $300 dollars, and trying to find a job at a diner in Rosaline Utah. Where she meets the sweet, puppy-eyed, waiter, Max Jones. Upon hearing that she has nowhere to go, Max offers her a place to stay with himself and his six roommates... Whom he happens to have an open relationship with. Alta's world is turned upside down. From homeless and losing hope to a happy home with eight beautiful men, who want nothing more than to love and cherish her, and each other. The eight of them have found love, and they'll do whatever it takes to keep it. *Disclaimer* This story contains mature themes that are inappropriate for minors. If you are under the age of legal adulthood in your country please leave now. It is illegal for minors to consume adult content.

[Rough Draft -- not edited!] Blue, Jensen, Kieran, and Jacques. They were popular, rich... gorgeous, a foursome to be feared or fawned over. The four boys--men--I was warned about the week I started at Oak Ridge Academy. "They're virginity thieves." "Thieves? They don't force--" "Of course not!" Melanie rolled her chocolate-colored eyes and adjusted her leather bag across her shoulder. "Look at them. They don't know the meaning of the word 'force.' All they have to do is bat an eyelash to get what they want, and if they want you, well, you're screwed." "They wouldn't want me." Mel raised an eyebrow. Her nose scrunched at my hand-me-down clothes, but paused once she reached my face again. "They will if they find out your a virgin." My mouth dropped open to argue. Mel held a hand up, cutting me off. "Don't bother. You scream virgin and they have this thing going--not many people are privy to this information, by the way, so let's keep it between us--it's like a club and whoever deflowers the most virgins gets bragging rights at the end of the year, plus a fancy vacay to one of the exotic private islands owned be none other than the king himself ." "And who is that?" "Blue Dalton." I wasn't the everyday ROA student. To qualify as one, you have to meet the following criteria: 1. So rich you're easily bored 2. Name brand clothes the laymen has never heard of 3. Keep all scandalous behaviors quiet 4. Must be talented in the arts, business, or academics Only hitting two of the four, the last two for me, doesn't put me within their sights. Or so I thought. Looking--needing--covers! @foodismypromdate - Thanks for the cover!