Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. *** "Don't think for a second I don't hate you any less because we're married," I hiss out. Seeing Gabriel's growing smirk only pisses me off more. "If I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to this then I would have ripped that stupid contract up the first chance I got." My sentence trails off when Gabriel takes another step towards me, then another until he's towering over me. I can feel how huge my eyes become when he slams my back to the bathroom door, wrapping his hand around my throat and pressing it to the wood. A gasp escapes me when Gabriel squeezes it, squeezing until I'm panting for every breath. I can already feel my body betraying me, though. My words may be telling him how much I despise him, but my body knows what the truth is and it shows from the growing arousal between my legs. "Don't be so crude, princesa," Gabriel mutters, forcing my head back to stare into his blazing brown eyes. "Let's not forget that we're a happily married couple. So I suggest you walk into that meeting with a smile on your face... Unless you'd rather have them all listen to me fuck the attitude out of you instead." ***

In which a teenage girl sets her sights on the mafia don, and innocently seduces him. . . . . . . . . . . She gets what she wants because no one dares to refuse the Principessa. But when they can't give her the one thing she wants, she gets it herself. . . . . . . . . . . 19 year old Giana is beautiful, sweet and convey's innocence. Giana is also bratty, spoiled and manipulative. What happens when she's sent to live with La Famigilia after her own family dies? She craves the one man she can't have. The man that is to take care of her. The man that will always give her what she wants, yet the same man that tells her she can't have him. But like the brat she is, she doesn't listen. . . . . . . . . . . - Forbidden romance - Age gap - Dark mafia romance - Explicit sexual content Highest Ranks #1 in Spoiled #1 in Seduction #1 in SpoiledBrat

His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

[𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓, 18+] Eric Calloway, the rich badboy, meets Liliana Mendes, the good girl at a party, before senior year. He notices her, and it was love at first sight for the both of them-well, next plaything for him. A kiss was shared between the two, and from then on, they couldn't get enough of each other. They decided to have a friends-with-benefits kind of relationship. In this relationship, they are exclusive to each other with no strings attached (the feels). But what happens when their relationship becomes more than just sex? Will they admit their feelings for each other or walk away from their happily ever after? 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓: ❝Eric pulls me into his lap; his hand cupping my face, those green irises stare into my russet ones. He says, "I fucked up a lot in my life and the one thing I don't want to fuck up is you and I."❞ (𝙶𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝...𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢) 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: ~Sex scenes ~Violence ~Cancer triggers ~Some cute couple moments 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 29/06/2020 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: 14/03/2021 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒: #1 reallifedrama (26/08/2020) #3 selenagomez (08/09/2020) #1 teenagersinlove (21/09/2020) #1 eroticromance (12/10/2021) #1 sexscenes (05/03/2022) #1 player (01/03/2023) #1 dramatic (04/05/2023) #2 paulwesley (07/04/2021) #62 teenromance (24/03/2021) #8 romance (04/05/2023) #1 hotboys (17/05/2021) #15 cancer (05/05/2023) #5 zaddy (20/03/2021) #1 italianboy (10/12/2020) #54 mature (28/09/2020) #290 badboy (29/09/2020) #10 crazylovestory (23/03/2021) #15 teendrama (24/03/2021) #216 goodgirl (20/03/2021) #386 youngadult (24/03/2021)

Vicenzo Ferrari Hernandez is a devilishly handsome mafia King. Despite being cold hearted and beyond cruel, he has fallen in love with the woman of his dreams. But can he hold on to her? Or will he lose her because the threats he faces all come with heavy prices, sometimes even death. He has everything he's ever wanted but that could all be taken away in an instance. ------------------------ I checked the scope of my gun, looking through the lens. I clicked a button and a red laser shot out, pointing ahead with sharp precision. Deadly. This mission would be deadly. Raf and I went on many missions so we weren't even bothered. What bothered us was the snow, the cold and the ice. I pulled the machine gun around me, the strap being flush against my chest. In my belt sat a couple of smoke grenades, flares and a chain. I looked across at Raf who was inspecting his guns, checking which ones he would use first. His belt held several gleaming knives, some longer, some shorter. I only had the one knife. I only needed the one anyway. Raf's tan skin was hidden underneath his black long sleeved top, on-top of which was a bullet proof vest. He pulled the straps tighter, so that the vest outlined his muscled physique. ------------------------ BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK THREE OF THE MAFIA SERIES

Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIES

This is a collection of shorts stories I've written. I hope you enjoy. (There is no specific genre)

[Originally published in 2018 but deleted twice in 2021] [This is the first book of the "Mrs. Mafia" trilogy] Arabella Bianchi was born into the mafia world. One more pawn in a chess board. She's 18 years old and a strong believer that at the head of the table there's a place for women. Apollo DiStefano is a ruthless, cold and arrogant man. Boss of the biggest and most feared mafia around the globe. He's 28 and his parents demand a heir. Due to her conflicting life not many things faze her but when she meets this man, things will change. Her knees will wobble at the sight of him or sound of his voice. They've been engaged since Arabella was in the womb of her mother but they have yet to meet each other... "Nice meeting you, Arabella Bianchi," he stated with a smirk on his lips as the blade of the knife caressed my cheek before throwing it to the desk. "Can't say the feeling is mutual, Apollo DiStefano." ⚠️⚠️This book contains mature subjects⚠️⚠️

I shouldn't like her. I shouldn't be feeling like this towards her. I can't help it though. shes breath taking. he doesn't deserve her. it should have been me that she met first. "jason stop, this isn't right" she says while pulling away from me. I shrug "I don't care" she huffs "I care! I love your brother jason" I chuckle "love him?" I mumble while shaking my head with laughter. "you don't love him, if you did you would have told him by now!" I snake my arm around her waist. pulling her close to me. "tell me this doesn't feel right to you, that what your feeling right now means nothing, tell me that right now at this moment....you're not thinking about how my lips taste like on yours" I whisper. I use my other hand to caress her cheek. "tell me...you dont want me.....and I'll back off" she licks her lips and stares at me with her light blue eyes. "jason...I--" ~~~~ Jason is in his last year of college, he hasn't been home in 5 years. when he finally comes back he sees his little brother with a beautiful girl on his arm. would he be able to control himself and hold back from her? or will he forget the code and steal his brothers girl? WARNING!!!! this book is going to be graphic, a lot of sexy moments will happen if you can't handle it don't read this book but of course for all my freaks out there ENJOY THE SMUT!