I suggest 16+ mature readers! There are some nasty parts and it's not sugarcoated! Nothing is held back. BWWM, interracial It's Angelena first day of senior year and it has already went to shit when she tapped on his shoulder not knowing she was getting involved with the soon to be Mob... I am making a new story with my friend 'Tiera' (she wishes her wattpad account name not to be shared) we are creating an story and abusive young Mob to be. Dark romance

[COMPLETED] It is well known that the world isn't a nice place. There are too many people and not enough humanity. Emma learns this very quickly when she meets Harry Styles by accident. Especially when he has her entire life in his hands. ______________________________________________________ "Please" I begged. The rough patch of his thumb scraped over my cheek and took the tear. He balanced the droplet on his thumb and looked at it. His eyes moved from the droplet to me and he put his thumb in his mouth. I exhaled sharply and then he said: "Actually, I think I will keep you."

"I don't understand... what do you mean 'you guys share?" "You're all of ours baby girl. We all want to love you, cherish you, kiss you, and fuck you all the same." ~ After running away from a neglective and abusive household Avery decides to take her chances on the streets. Upon running into a kind young man she ends up staying on a ranch with five boys who find them selves obsessing over their newfound little princess.

I have a crush on him but he's a bully. Why do I have a crush on a bully? If you don't like the story stop read and go away ✌️

No matter how much I try to ran away from him, we would eventually meet... If you don't like the story don't read anymore and go away ✌️

Hey, guys, this is my first story. The first chapter will have more info about the characters and book in general. Enjoy! (Currently 34,665 words) -Excerpt from the story - "Where did you think you were going, huh!" He screamed. "I just assumed-" I managed to get out before he grabbed my hair and dragged me upstairs. I screamed every time my head hit the steps, but he didn't stop. I attempted to pry his hands away, but it just made it worse. Jay turned around, punched me square in the nose, and continued up the stairs. We finally reached the top of the stairs and he let go. I immediately tried to crawl to a corner, but he grabbed my legs and dragged me back. "I've been way too nice to you, you need discipline," He said. "Jay, please stop," I said," I'm sorry for trying to leave it's my fault." "I know it's your fault so now I'm gonna teach you a lesson," he said. Read to find out more ;)

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, {MMC} enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

"Did you not see me?", He asked her while holding her arms tight. "See you? See you where?" "In the library, Damn it. Don't you dare try to ignore me again." He shouted while pulling her closer to his chest. "Come on, it's nothing like that. I was just busy with Nisha discussing the project. And now Leave me, you are hurting me." She said while trying to get off from his grip. "Shut up! Just shut up!" You can never be busy with anyone when I m there in front of you. Do you get that? "What the hell? We are friends and how can you shout....", her words cut off by him as he smashed her lips with his roughly. She pushed him and tried to free herself but unable to move him an inch. She was completely shocked. He pulled her hair back and warned her, " I m not just your friend, remember that. You are mine and only mine. And I will not allow you to be busy with anyone except me." ***************************************** Fahad, a tall, rich, very handsome, friendly guy with a great sense of humor. Each and every girl die-hard to be with him. He flirts around with every girl and girls enjoy his company. But he turns into a devil every time he sees anyone going close to Aasma, two years junior to him in college. ***************************************** Read the story of Fahad and Aasma and take a roller coaster ride of love and romance.