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.

She's a gorgeous cheer girl... And you're a geek with acne... That's something no amount of 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘆 is going to change. Started: 9-17-23 Finished: 11-11-23 Rankings: Wmbw #2 - 10-8-23 Boy #2 - 10-10-23 Cheerleader #1 - 10-12-23 Highschool #3 - 10-12-23 Blackgirl #1 - 11-8-23 Bwwm #7 - 11-14-23 Girlxboy #1 - 11-19-23

Aaliyah never planned on catching the eye of Leo Ramirez. A quiet, brooding basketball player who looks at her like she's trouble & like he'd burn the whole world for her.

Nova Eloise Abbott was the definition of perfect, she lit up her family's and everyone around her life. She was the perfect mix of her father and mother. With two older brothers and an overprotective father she always had to have her relationships or flings in secret. What shocked her was they 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 found out about them. Romero Valentino Suculini was the leader of the New York mob, he was feared by majority of the population. The older male couldn't keep it in his pants for five minutes and always got what he wanted. That's until his new business partner introduces him to his youngest daughter. Will the spoilt ice princess be able to tame the dangerous mob bosses heart ?

ABOUT: Arden Ashbourne is a college student with a secret - by day, she's the top of her engineering class. By night, she dances under neon lights to survive. Her world is sharp, hungry, and unforgiving. Elias Carrington is untouchable - a wealthy, quiet pre-law student who moves through life like nothing can touch him. Cold. Controlled. Until her. What begins as glances turns to gravity. He watches her like she's art. Touches her like prayer. Loves her like ruin. But love like this doesn't come clean. It's messy. Raw. Slow-burning and soul-consuming. She was never meant to be his salvation, but now he can't breathe without her. And when he has her - in his arms, on his face, wrapped around his heart - he doesn't hold back. This is not a story of perfection. This is a story of what it means to be wanted in your entirety - bruised, beautiful, and burning. Mature. Obsessive. Intoxicating. This is worship dressed as love. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ "You," he growled, backing me into the wall just inside the loft and pressing his body hard against mine, "are the hottest, smartest fucking girl I've ever met." I was giddy, breathless, already burning. "Elias-" "Who's my smart girl?" he whispered against my ear, his breath hot, his hands already sliding under my shirt. My entire body lit up. The compliment. The heat in his voice. The sheer ownership threaded into that question. "I am," I gasped. He pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes blazing, jaw tight. "Say it again." "I'm your smart girl," I whispered, flushed and aching. "Damn right you are." He kissed me then-hard, hungry, lips claiming mine with heat that melted straight down my spine. My back hit the wall with a soft thud, but I didn't care. I couldn't think. I could barely breathe. His tongue slid into my mouth, and I moaned into the kiss, hips rocking against his without meaning to.

"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

"Matteo." she whispered, her eyes flitting down for a second to his lips. "My pretty little baby." He touched his thumb to her bottom lip, gently caressing them. "Pretty little vixen trying out seduction, hmm?" Oh my. He hated everyone. Every little thing he came across he hated. He was a cold person, who shut off every type of emotion one could feel. Until one small encounter at the park in the middle of the night with one heck of a strange girl. One strange girl, who managed to do something he never thought would ever happen to him. A strange girl who turned him into someone who he never thought he could be. Her name was Aurora. (Not edited) #1 in Stutter- 02/07/22-20/07/22 #1 in Cutelove- 02/09/22-04/09/22 #1 in Ruthless- 11/09/22-12/09/22 #1 in Adorable-05/10/22-14/10/22 #1 in Innocent-21/10/22-24/10/22 #1 in Shygirl- 1/12/22-6/12/22 #2 in Olderman- 29/03/22

This is my first story. Very excited very nervous:) ********************** My doll deserves to be in a fucking dollhouse, so a dollhouse she gets. I clear my throat, trying to shake off the daze she's put me in."You know," I start, leaning forward with a smirk, "it's almost unfair how you make everything else in here look dull in comparison." She arches a perfectly shaped brow, amusement flickering in her eyes. "Flattery will get you nowhere." "Won't it?" I challenge, resting my chin on my hand. "Because if I keep going, I bet I can at least get you to blush." She scoffs, but the faintest hint of pink creeps up her cheeks. "You're ridiculous." "And you're stunning," I counter effortlessly. "So I guess we're even." ---------------------------- Iliana Lopez is a ball of sunshine wrapped in designer heels and razor-sharp wit. A self-made powerhouse, she built her empire with nothing but ambition, talent, and a refusal to take no for an answer. Rich, beautiful, and always the smartest person in the room, she has it all on paper. But beneath the effortless charm and biting sarcasm lies a past she'd rather forget. Zaden King: He built his empire with fire, knives, and an iron will. A world-renowned chef with restaurants across the globe, he's as brilliant in the kitchen as he is impossible to deal with outside of it. The epitome of a brooding, grumpy man but he wasn't always this way. Once a cheerful, playful child and a proud mama's boy, his world shattered the day he lost his mother. The tragedy marked a turning point in his life, steering him down a darker path filled with alcohol, wild parties, and girls. But even amidst the chaos, Zaden found his footing. When they both meet, in each other they just might find their golden hour.

just a typical highschool love story

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.