" W-what are y-you we-wea-ring?" Luca's deep trembling voice made me smirk. I looked down at the baby pink lace bra and matching panties that adorned my body. Luca's gaze was stuck to my chest at then it tavelled downwards. "Are you done staring?" I asked, my voice low and husky. The bag in his right hand dropped as he looked away , blushing madly. The blush that tainted his cheeks made me all the more turned on. Fuck. I slowly, made my way towards him and placed my hands on his chest. His eyes followed my every action. "Eleoner..." He whispered hoarsely, making me cream my panties. "Don't worry, baby. I'll make it go away..." I trailed off, biting his earlobe seductively. _____________________________________ When Eleoner was sent to military school at the tender age of sixteen by her gold digging whore of a mother, instead of improving herself, she turned worse. She drank , played around, swore like a sailor etc. She was the kind of girl your parents warned you not to hang out with. Tired of her careless mother and her innumerable man sluts, Eleoner decides to move out. When she decided to move to New York to study in NYU, the least she expected was sharing an apartment with another guy, Luca Marino. Luca is the boy your parents encourage you to hang out with because he is a complete nerd. He surrounds himself with books only. El was always into the hot bad boys in her hometown but this Italian nerd has her fantasizing. She will not stop until she has him in her bed. But along with Luca comes drama. Will El be strong enough for the heartbreak to come? Will she continue being the bad bitch or will Luca tame her? **************************************** Guys, this book is for mature audiences as it contains Sexual content (shitload of that) , swearing, etc..... So please , 18+ readers only. If ya nasty and you're not 18, try not to go ahead. But if you do, don't sue me for destroying your innocent soul. I warned you.

• 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻, 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂• || MATURE CONTENT 18+|| In which a twenty years old broken girl sets her eyes on a married man. She always gets what she wants And right now, she wants 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Started: 25.10.2020 Finished: 15.04.2021 Amazing cover by: @nataliag2020 ♣️ Top ranking: ♣️ #1 in lust #1 in affair #1 in olderguy #1 in married man #1 in passion #1 in sin #1in age-gap #1 in mature

Completed (Needs Editing) Love, lust, an age gap, a mafia and a love triangle. Will this love heal or wreck them? ___________________________________________ '𝑮𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒔.' 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆. 𝑰 𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒑 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒑 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒃 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅. Started: 26/11/21 Finished: 11/03/22

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

It started with a proposition. Eight words; "I want to make love to your wife." They are eight words I will never forget, because with those words I found my addiction. [WARNING:The story your about to read is intended for readers 18+ due to it's sexual content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion] Open to read a brief synopsis

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

i lay on the floor with my head in my hands and my heart in his hands Kelsey davis first year in college having to share a room with Joey Birlem. They have an instant connection but seem to be on and off. Trust is a big priority but both not knowing how to show affection. Seems like they both keep secrets. HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in joeybirlem #5 in fanfiction Copyright © 2020 all rights reserved to baddybirlem on wattpad, none of this story may be rewritten, reproduced, or reformed in any way unless granted permission

------------------------------------------------------------ "Do you know how absolutely crazy I am about you? What the thought of another man doing what I do to you, does to me?" I slowly shake my head, my heart swallowing any words I could have. His eyes narrow with an intensity so deep I fear I'm at a loss for thoughts too. "Would you like me to enlighten you?" A smirk upon his lips and I know I'm done for. "Please." ------------------------------------------------------------ Belle Fawn is an innocent adult as innocent as can be these days. All she knows is books over boys as she craves love from her parents who push her hard to be successful. No matter if she wants it or not, which lands her at Grant Incorporate for an internship during her summer vacation from college. This is where she meets the all too attractive; Liam Black who is a demanding, sexual, love deprived soul. He's never had the best history when it comes to love. So he always settles for meaningless sex. Which ultimately lands him in a state of confusion when he finds himself maybe feeling a little more than lust for his new assistant. Will you follow Belle into a journey she might have never dreamed of living? Will you follow Liam into his lustful adventure after his new assistant? And will you stay for their crazy love and lust? As they go through love affairs, heart break, betrayal and maybe some cute puppy's? ------------------------------------------------------------ "They were an illusion and the dis was silent." - Love & Lust official quote.

Millie Ripley has only ever known one player next door. Luke Dawson. But with only a couple months left before he graduates and a blackmailer on the loose, will their love story stand the test of time? And will they both need to grow up to face the truth?