I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

Lexi is broken. And what does that mean? It means that she needs someone to heal her heart. Put the pieces back together. That can't be Finn though, right? Because he is broken as well. Almost at the same places as her. But two broken hearts create one whole, don't they?

"Stop overthinking," she whispered, holding my cheek as she stroked her thumb. "Please." "I can't," I admitted, scrunching my brows. "I'm sorry." "Don't apologise," she said gently, her eyes moving to my lips. "You're doing so good." Theo Ferreira- full time student and part time tattoo artist. He's quiet, reserved and has no other interests besides completing his degree. Theo is focused, but his focus shifts when he meets a woman who brings out a side to him he didn't know existed. Nina Cantero- full time student and the occasional babysitter. She's curious and utterly bored with her abundantly bleak life. Nina seeks a new thrill, and sometimes that means fresh ink on her skin. What happens when her newfound craving leads her to a particular tattoo artist?

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 . The woman who after a rough past fought her own way to success. A respected and well-known trauma surgeon. What everyone aspires to be and looks up to, she is no more than an angel that tries her best to make the world a better place. 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨. Some may know him as The Devil himself but that's just one piece of the puzzle. A man who was born into a wealthy and violent crime life. Whose impeccable mind works differently, and someone doesn't distinguish between right or wrong, or rather chooses not to... whose seek in life, no matter what might interfere, is becoming what everyone told him he would never become. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒. this story is not mafia related! covers by bellesandbooksdesign (on insta) not edited! ................................................................ She was everything he needed but also everything he couldn't have. The day Matteo got inside that hospital was the day everything changed. Danielle Black, the woman who saved his life. The one who dragged him in like a lighthouse in a storm. A pure angel who deserved nothing but a good and peaceful life. He knew that he really did but there was nothing that would stop him. She will be his. Because humans, are selfish by nature and he always gets what he wants. ................................................................ Highest Rankings # 1 on enemies to lovers #1 on strangers to lovers #1 on surgeon #1 on business #1 on hot #1 on dark romance #1 on millionaire #2 on agegap #2 on slowburn

#1 and #2 Of The Devilman Series #1 - The Devilman's Epiphany✔️ #2 - The Devilman's Femme Fatale ✔️ #3 - The Devilman's Flower ✔️ Rex Elijah Rosetti, who's known among others as the Devilman, owns a gang with his father working beside him. They're the strongest and don't work with people till one day they decide to make a deal with the solivagants. In order for the deal to work Arabella who works with the solivagants needs to be married to Rex because her mother is the leader. Arabella's mother pushed her to be the best in the worst way possible which made her the woman she is today. They despise each other because they both are too stubborn to admit they could be good for each other. They both want to be free and Arabella makes Rex realise things he never thought about. She becomes his epiphany. Epiphany: (n.) A moment when you suddenly feel that you understand, or suddenly become conscious of, something that is very important to you. "ɪ Sᴇᴇ ᴡʜʏ ʀᴇx ᴡᴀɴᴛs ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ʙᴀᴅ." ʜᴇ ɴᴀʀʀᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʜɪs ᴇʏᴇs. "ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ, ᴀʀᴀʙᴇʟʟᴀ. ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏf ᴛʜᴀᴛ?" ʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟᴇᴀɴ ɪɴ fʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏf ᴍᴇ ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍᴇ. "ʜᴇ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏf ʏᴏᴜ. ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴏssᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ʜɪs. ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴀɴɢᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ɪs?" ɪ sᴀɪᴅ ᴍᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ʙʏ sᴏᴜɴᴅɪɴɢ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ. "ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟᴍᴀɴ. ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏf ᴛʜᴀᴛ?" ɪ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ. WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE THEMES

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Dolly and Valentino. Sweet and intense. Crazy and serious. Two opposites. Two hearts. Two lonely souls. Dolly Armstrong is a crazy 19 year old with no experience of friendships or relationships. Isolated her whole life, she's desperate for a friend, someone she can waffle her heart out to, someone she can dress up in matching duck onesies with, someone who can tame her little crackhead self. Valentino Dominguez, a 25 year old lawyer who has no time for anything or anyone. He didn't care for a relationship, he told himself he was content on his own, basking in the silence of his own presence. That's how he liked it, quiet and calm. Until a talkative girl without the ability to be quiet stumbled into his gym. Can these two opposites ever become one?

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion