As Ares and Ali return from their blissful honeymoon, they are suddenly hit by the harsh realities of life. Secrets from their past threaten to tear them apart, while new revelations threaten to shatter their present. Ali's memories are lost, and Ares is haunted by his past, struggling to keep his secrets from Ali. As they try to move forward together, the weight of their secrets begins to take a toll on their relationship. Despite the love they share, Ali's fear of losing everything keeps her from speaking out, while Ares is consumed by guilt and the fear of losing Ali forever. As they navigate the complexities of their lives, Ares and Ali must confront their pasts and work together to build a future. But as the stakes get higher and their secrets grow darker, will their love be enough to overcome the obstacles in their path? With tension building and emotions running high, Ares and Ali must decide whether to trust each other completely or risk losing everything they've ever wanted. MATURE SCENES 🔞 BOOK 2 OF THE TATTOO ARTIST. BOOK COVER BY: typinchapters on insta!! STARTED: 06/07/22 FINISHED: 26/07/22

[COMPLETE] Might be 18+, but honestly we all know half the reads will be 18- ;) --- New York, year 2021, the Three Outlaw Towers scrape the gray sky of the Big Apple. The Peak, The Den and The Abyss are the greatest - and wealthiest - associations of outlaws in the entire world. The Viper, Helen Grace Donovan, 22, interpreter, assassin, and Heir of the Abyss. The Cobra, Dean Warren, 26, CEO of one of the greatest banks worldwide, assassin, and Heir of the Peak. Ever since she became an assassin three years ago after a tragic death, the Viper has kept her identity secret, staining her hands with the blood of people who never knew the face of their killer. Some people call her Death, some call her a myth. But she's very real. And very pissed. Her new job is to kill her sworn enemy Dean Warren, giving her boss Derek Dawson monopoly of the Peak. Her knowledge of four languages - Italian, English, Spanish and French - will give her an excuse to go undercover as Dean's new interpreter, thanks to the unfortunate passing of his old one. Though, what happens when the truth of their secretly entwined past comes out just as they find out they'll have to work together against a greater threat? Neither of them is a saint. Both of them are trained assassins. But what else are they? Enemies? Lovers? Or could they be both? --- I will put specific tags in the first chapter for the trigger warnings. Please proceed with caution and RESPECT.

PAPERBACK ON AMAZON! ❝You're mine. Understand? And if I see you look at a guy the same way you look at me, I'll kill him. And I'll fuck you with his blood around my hand.❞ It should scare me. But it doesn't. ••• Alexandra Jones never believed in myths. But when she catches the eye of Diávolos, the infamous "silent killer," she starts to wonder. Her best friend thinks it's all a made-up story, but Alexandra is determined to prove the killer's existence. As she delves deeper into the mystery, Alexandra realizes that the truth may be more dangerous than she ever imagined. Her quest for answers puts her in the killer's crosshairs, and she soon realizes that she may be the next target. But things get even more complicated when Alexandra starts to develop feelings for the mysterious killer. Can she trust her heart, or will it lead her down a path of destruction? As the stakes get higher and the danger intensifies, Alexandra must make a choice: continue her search for the truth, or risk everything to be with the man she's falling for. [{50,000 - 100,000}] words. Written: 21 April 2022 Finished: 21 June 2022 # 74 Romance of 1.9million # 1 crazy out of 54.2K # 1 killer out of 47K stories # 1 spicy out of 10.9K stories # 1 deathandlife out of 9.4K stories # 7 fear out of 46K stories # 1 puzzle out of 3K stories # 8 confused out of 11.8K stories # 1 strictparents my

Book 1 in the Solace universe HAPPY ENDING I SWEAR!! Idk why it won't say completed, but it is, I promise 🫡 ( 1 day + 11 hours are for the book, any time after that is bonus chapters!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 7) I'm sprawled out on the grass with my head in her lap, facing away from her and looking at the swarm of children. Her fingers comb through my hair and occasionally, her nails will scratch against my scalp, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. Fuck that feels good. We haven't spoken in some time, and honestly that's not a bad thing. Sometimes words don't need to be exchanged. The fact that we can sit in silence and be comfortable with one another is louder than meaningless words ever will be. I love this. Just being near her, being in her bubble, enjoying her presence. Peace. "Solace?" "Salazar?" "...Do you think we can stay like this forever?" "Forever is a long time, Elias. You might get bored of me." I flip around instantly, head still in her lap, but now I'm able to look at her face. Her gorgeous face that now has a confused look and furrowed eyebrows. She's so fucking beautiful. I can't believe it. I don't understand it. I don't understand how one person can be so fucking... so... there's no words. I physically can't put into words how enchanting she is. She's a fucking goddess, a deity, an eternal beauty who doesn't understand the power she holds over me. "Alex, forever can never get boring. As long as I have you." And I mean that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alex: a girl who is emotionally unavailable due to all the sexual, mental, and emotional trauma she's gone through. She believes she is unlovable, unworthy, and that boys are only after one thing. Elias: a boy who just wants to love her, take care of her, buy her all the books in the world and annotate them with her. A boy who Is desperate to

[COMPLETE] "Who said I like you? I hate you." Ares brought my face closer. For a moment I looked at his shapely lips. Of course, he noticed that. "Is that so?" I swallowed. I quickly put my face backward. "Yes. Don't imagine anything." "A few days ago, you stretch your neck for me, so I could kiss you more, and now all of a sudden, don't you find me attractive?" I find him very attractive, but I can't say that because I can never admit it to myself, otherwise nothing happened between us I shook my head. "Use your words, love." He gently grabbed my chin and turned me to him. "No, I don't." I tried to say. --------- They hate each other more than anything, but why can't they stop thinking about each other? They are different, not even a bit comparable except for the strong feeling to push their love for the other away. They try to stand it and forget the other, but it's not easy, Not even a bit. Is the hate stronger to resist the love or The love to resist their hate? I

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

❝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

Indigo knightly is the top assassin in her families mafia After a very traumatic kidnapping at a young age she vowed to learn to protect herself and she did, now shes a deadly weapon with a pretty face who will stop at nothing to get what she wants and what she wants is certainly not to marry Greyson King the heir to the American mafia Greyson King is as cold as they come, he murders without regret and is known for his unmerciful ways. Although he loves his family and would do anything for them. What happens when the two are forced together in an arranged marriage that neither of them want or care for in the slightest. Will the hatred they have for each other blossom into something more or will they remain enemies until death <><><><<><<<><><<><><><><> "I'm in love with you indigo knightly" his voice is so raw with emotion and his beautiful grey eyes are swirling with truth but i can't bring myself to believe him. I'm willing myself so desperately to say it back, because I really am in love with him too but it's like I'm frozen. "Prove it" the words are out my mouth before I can think about what I'm saying He looks taken back for a second but then in front of our families, our enemies, our friends, he lowers himself to the ground infront of me and kneels at my feet

Book 1 of the Wolfe Series ||WARNING|| 18+ This book contains mature content such as sex, abuse, sexual abuse, guns & blood, and language Nobody said that college was going to be easy. Especially when you can't concentrate in class because you can't stop staring at your college professor. But what do you do when you catch him staring back? And what do you do when you find out a secret about said Professor? "W-what are you doing?" I breathed out. Trying so hard to control my breathing as he slides his hand down to my waist. "I don't know." His grip on my waist tightens and pulls me close so our chests are now touching. "But I don't think I want to stop." Oh. My. God.

It started with a proposition. Eight words; "I want to make love to your wife." They are eight words I will never forget, because with those words I found my addiction. [WARNING:The story your about to read is intended for readers 18+ due to it's sexual content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion] Open to read a brief synopsis