Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by staying small. Head low. Mouth shut. No waves, no risks, no getting caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in quiet menace. A man the streets don't just respect-they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase. He doesn't beg. He doesn't explain. Yet somehow... he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out. Neisha's defenses are falling apart. And the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation... or self-destruction. Because in a world built on loyalty, violence, and revenge; love is the most dangerous thing you can touch.

#1 in the Mafia Category DISCLAIMER: This book contains explicit content and mature themes intended for readers aged 18 and over. It is not a traditional romance, but rather a deeply complex and dark exploration of a toxic relationship. The characters' dynamics involve intense emotional manipulation, power struggles, and actions that may be triggering to some readers. Please be advised that this story delves into themes that are explicit, emotionally charged, and may not be suitable for all audiences. Proceed with caution. "Tell me again how you don't want me," he whispers, dragging his lips down her neck. "Say it under oath, and I might even believe you." Jasmine Taylor doesn't lose. Not in the courtroom, not in life. At just twenty-six, she's built an ironclad reputation: fierce, brilliant, and unshakably professional. But when she's assigned the biggest case of her career-defending Dimitri Alekseev, a dangerously alluring Russian immigrant accused of murder-her world begins to crack. Dimitri isn't just a suspect. He's a problem. Tall, tattooed, and terrifyingly unreadable, with ties to a powerful family the law doesn't dare touch. The evidence against him is overwhelming. The press wants him buried. And deep down, Jasmine suspects the whispers are true. But the more time she spends with him, the harder it becomes to separate fact from instinct. Because beneath his cold exterior is something intoxicating. Calculated charm. Raw heat. And secrets whispered in the dark. As the trial barrels forward, Jasmine finds herself pulled into his world-one filled with shadows, blood ties, and undeniable temptation. The closer she gets to the truth, the more she risks not just her career, but her safety... and her soul. What happens when the woman who always plays by the rules falls for the man who was born to break them?

His lips trail down my neck, sending shivers all over. "I love looking at you," he breathes, brushing the hair off my shoulders. "Will you let me?" My wild heart seeks his. "Yes." For a long moment, I just feel his eyes. Then, his hands. They skim down my spine, bowing my body into his. When his lips find my throat, I lean back into his hands, my eyes closing. He kisses between my breasts, then across them, swirling his tongue and kissing, always kissing. My fingers curling into his hair. His response is a smile against my skin. He pulls my arms out to kiss them, all the way to my wrists...all the way back. He presses affection into my skin, injects trust into my veins. Then he eases me to my back and does it all over again. ******* An obscure tutoring opportunity brings Camila closer to three friends: Noah, Jed, and Fox. After hiding in the shadows for so long, Cam is coaxed to the light. STANDALONE NOVEL Copyright © 2024-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

Synopsis: Her parents raised her to save lives. He was born to take them. At twenty-three, Dr. Evangeline James has her dream job and a haunted heart. One of Manhattan's youngest pediatric surgeons, she spends her days stitching up children and her nights keeping her demons in check. Raised under her parents' strict Southern roof-with gospel in her ears and shame stitched into her spine-Evangeline ran to New York for more than ambition. She came for air. For control. For secrets. She never expected to find him-a man bleeding to death behind a dumpster in the freezing cold, clutching a gun like it was a lifeline. One look into those brutal, obsidian eyes and Evangeline knew: this man was not a victim. He was a threat. And somehow, she still brought him home. He said his name was Lorenzo DeLuca. She knew it belonged to a monster. Not just a mafia prince-but the heir to the DeLuca empire. A man carved from violence and baptized in blood. A man who's used to getting what he wants-and now he wants her. Lorenzo is sin in human form. dark silk, loaded guns, and soft-spoken commands. He makes promises that sound like threats and touches her like she's already his. He says he'll protect her from his world-but his world is made of bodies, betrayal, and war. And Evangeline? She's no saint. What begins as a mercy spirals into a dangerous obsession. He's possessive. Unforgiving. Addicted. And the deeper Evangeline falls into Lorenzo's shadows, the more she questions everything-her morals, her loyalties, even her own pleasure. Because nothing about this is holy. Nothing about him is safe. But God, she craves him anyway. And she might not survive what loving him will cost.

A bodyguard, a girl with a smart mouth, and lots of tension.

[-] "He saw all the stars in the solar system in her eyes." ••••••• Delani Taylor is the type of girl who wears silk ribbons in her hair and sketches anything and everything. She's blunt and straightforward; except for when comes to her feeling about her best friend. The sweetest boy who could always make the most trouble, and always listens to one person; his best friend. August Beckham had many happy places the stars, the hidden field of flowers behind the school, but most importantly; his best friend. ••••••• "Delani, Imma cum." I grit through my teeth. It was at the point I had to close my eyes because if I continues to watch at her ride me I would cum in a matter of seconds. "Can you hold it for me? I'm almost there baby, I promise." She saids through shallow breaths. My legs start to tremor as I threw my head back against the comforter when I feel her tighten around me, "Fuck I-" I felt a tinge of embarrassment when my words turn into a whimper. "You're doing so good, August. So fucking good." She moans. ••••••• Book Two of the Beloved Series Can be my read as a stand alone. 6/16/22- 1/1/23

"I chose you, and I'm never changing my mind, because your eyes... they hold everything my soul thirsts for. Every thing I want and need, is you, and you only." I whispered, placing my lips on hers for a kiss when she whimpered. "I adore you." * * * Heather Elias is like the girl next door. Sweet, but bad ass. Her second year in college is bound to stir up some drama, even when she vowed not to take any part in it. With the perfect best friend, an overprotective brother and a loving father, what more could she possibly need? But when she interrupts the famed Roman Angelo by laughing, she doesn't know how much she has him hooked at first sight. Roman Angelo, the Don of the Italian Mafia. He's known to be ruthless, cold, domineering and heartless. But when a certain girl with eyes like the ocean draws him in, will he be able to resist her and give in? When green meets blue, sparks fly and they can't seem to stay away. But will Roman's long list of enemies keep him from her? Or will her morals bend for him only? Keep reading to find out! #1 in Green Eyes #1 in Sexy #1 in College Stories #2 in Mafia Princess #2 in Artist #3 in Crime #2 in Bad Past #3 in Blue Eyes #4 in Passion #4 in Donna #6 in Friends & Family #8 in College Student #9 in Jealousy #12 in Bad Ass #12 in Handsome #14 in College Romance #19 in College #24 in Over Protective #24 in Leader #38 in Possessive

When Lily Langston goes to a game with her best friend. The last thing she ever thought to happen was being hit in the face with a ball. But what left her even more shocked was when the guest pitcher himself, the known ruthless billionaire Hayes Grant came to apologize to her. Hayes Grant was a selfish, arrogant, narcissistic, ass hole who'd rather shoot himself in the foot than apologize. So when he sucked up his pride to give one to Lily, he's left shocked when she simply ignores him. But when Hayes finds himself needing a wife to salvage his family ties. He gives Lily an offer she simply can't ignore. She finds herself with a wedding ring that felt more like a chain than freedom.

Lucy Collins has loved Parker Keller for as long as she can remember. Her best friend since childhood, her partner in crime, her almost-until he wasn't. One moment, he was hers in every way that mattered, and the next, he was gone. Cold. Distant. The boy who once knew all her secrets became a stranger overnight, leaving her with nothing but unanswered questions and a heart that refused to let go. Now, senior year is slipping through her fingers, and Parker is still the same reckless, untouchable heartbreaker he became after he cut her off. But old habits are hard to break, and despite everything, their lives keep colliding-through stolen glances across their bedroom windows, lingering touches that shouldn't mean anything, and memories neither of them can outrun. Then there's Jeremiah Hayes. Steady. Uncomplicated. A new presence in Lucy's life when she least expects it. He doesn't push, doesn't demand. He just listens. And for the first time in a long time, Lucy wonders if maybe-just maybe-there's another path forward. But love isn't simple. And moving on is never as easy as it sounds. Characters are 18+

*Completed* My addict. My salvation and his. ___ Our friendship? Yeah, that was hanging by a thread, but right now, that didn't matter. "You heard me," I whispered. "I'm going to fuck this pure brain up and ruin every single light." I said honestly, rubbing my cock that was fucking hard against my boxers at the sight of her helpless rocking and breathless mouth while watching her rock against my knee.