[Leaving Nov 11th] "No, no. I want you to crawl. Hands and knees, Ms. Nielson." . . . Aubrey Nielson gets more than she bargained for when she accepts a position as a tutor for the three children of a wealthy, British businessman. Augustine Montgomery has become closed off after the death of his wife and has grown distant from his children. While attempting to mend the family's relationships, Aubrey finds herself falling into a much more provocative position with the widower. Cover designed by Regina Dionela © 2021 E.M. Wilson, All Rights Reserved

"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦ Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother. Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi. Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her. ❦ "I don't share, angel." "He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away. His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me." ❦ HIGHEST RANKING: #5 romance - 6/26/22 Dark Romance Cover by @-simplyhan

*SMUT WARNING* "Breathe, baby, just breathe. You got it. Just inhale and exhale. You've been doing it all your life. You can take it. They're just fingers"...for now When Infinity Maraj sets off for a summer in Spain to celebrate her college graduation take her mind off of a rough break up, she is surprised at the amount of attention she receives as a black woman. At first she drinks it up, finally feeling validated for once. However, that attention soon proves to be too much for her to handle. In this thrilling and sensual cat-and-mouse novela, the stark differences between love and lust are defined and Infinity must learn the hard way, or assume the consequences. ***Don't read this story if you're not ready to have high blood pressure, be horny and shit tears all at the same time.

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬" "The bartender and the Mafia Underboss" How long can it take before the line between sex and love is blurred? NEEDS EDITING! Cover made by @ladameid <33

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

| The Mafia Boss and His Submissive | BWWM #1: SINNER'S TRAP An unsuspecting flame in each other's life. One is continuously looking over their shoulder to ensure that they are on track for the future they have envisioned since they were a child. Despite the countless times they've been disappointed, they have all the love and understanding in the world - an enigma. Because of their own past, the other is barred from ever having what they crave. The majority of relationships are bound in transactionality and they yearn for more. Despite being served every conventional need on a platter, they are unable to obtain the one thing they want. Total opposites that fulfill the urges of the others paradox - they should take the chance. It should be easy? ----- He groans into my right ear, "Come on babygirl, beg for it." He takes his hands away, a bitter shriek of irritation rising from the pits of my stomach. With spread thighs and a dripping pussy, his hands grasped my straightened hair and pulled my head back. I couldn't grip onto anything with my hands suspended above my head and my feet held by restraints in the flooring. I was going mad. My weak pleasured cries falling on deaf ears. He kissed the exposed skin on my back, now covered in a small sheen of sweat barely holding up the bra he cut loose like a rope. A weak shriek escapes my mouth as he pinches my right nipple while playfully twisting the other. "Please. Fuck. Please." I start, but the words get stuck in my throat. A few seconds pass as though he expects me to elaborate. I could barely think. His fingers return to my pussy - slender and long; the ring finger softly stroked the one spot inside me that could send me over the edge crashing, while his thumb rubbed my clit in small circles. "You can do so much better babygirl. You want me to make you cum?" He asks, and is met with an immediate nod. "Then address me by my name and fucking beg for it like you mean it." ----- MATURE CONTENT. NOT EDITED

When college student Indie finds out her boyfriend cheated on her, she hooks up with his best frenemy Reece as payback but doesn't expect their one-night stand to lead to something more. ***** Indie Easton and Reece Griffin hate each other. He thinks she's annoying; she thinks he's a jerk. But when Indie finds herself stood up on her birthday by her cheating boyfriend, all the old rules go out the window. When she shows up at Reece's apartment, all she wants is a one-night stand, but with sexual chemistry this strong, how can they stop after only one night? Their arrangement will be casual - absolutely no feelings involved. But the more time they spend together the harder it is to remember why they hate each other in the first place. Will enemies with benefits turn into lovers? Or will all this sexual tension go to waste? Content warning: This story contains references to child neglect Cover designed by Ren T

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦 : 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 : 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫? 𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠? 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝟏𝟖+ ⭐️𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬⭐️ #𝟏 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐲𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 𝟎𝟔/𝟐𝟑/𝟐𝟐 #𝟐 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 - 𝟎𝟕/𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟐 #𝟏 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 - 𝟎𝟕/𝟐𝟏/𝟐𝟐 #𝟏 𝐣𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐞 - 𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟕/𝟐𝟐 #𝟏 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞