"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

"I don't fuck girls who can't listen," she carefully whispered, pulling back to gauge my narrowed reaction before she continued, "Maybe be a good girl next time." And just like that she went to pull away. Well, that was before I wrapped my toned legs around her torso and roughly pulled her back into me. Again, I hate being told no. ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ After getting involved with Noa Vitali, a mafia boss to whom her older brother was an underboss to, Lunden Spade finds herself striking up an explicit deal, piquing both of their interests. Will Lunden find her limits being pushed entirely too far for her liking? And more importantly... Will she like it?

It all starts as a little game for Lilith Avery and Lucifer Donovan when they meet for the first time. During the day, they both want to cut each other's throat while fighting the disagreement of the day, but at night, the need of having the other on the palm of their hands is when the real game starts. What would happen when this little game turns everything upside down and it all starts to become real? They both know one thing, they picked a dance with the devil and now, they're locked down. ❝ I don't know where he wants to take me or why he wants do it in the first place. The intrigue I have inside is killing me, wanting to know more about Lucifer, his mysterious eyes and soft smirk. But I don't move forward, having one question appearing in my mind forcing me to furrow my eyebrows. "What's stopping you?" He asks softly. I lean closer to his face, wanting him to hear my soft voice and feel my warm breath against his skin. "Today, I wanted to kill you. But for some reason, now, I don't. I'm trying to understand why." His lips slowly turn into a smirk while his eyes look down to my lips. Leaning closer to my face, the air coming out of our mouths start mixing with each other and it doesn't matter that one more move and our lips would be touching, kissing, my eyes can't leave his. "That's what makes this... even more fun." He replies slowly. Without giving me an opportunity to respond, he takes some steps back with his eyes still glued to mine. "Are you coming or not?" ❞

"Kill him! Kill him!" The crowd cheers. Today's match was fight until they back down, but if they don't, you kill them. If- I mean when- I win, I will get 5 million dollars. These fights give me cash loads just so I can kick ass and attract a crowd. I snap his neck and feel his body become limp above me. The crowd cheers louder once I push the lifeless body off of me. I stand up and regain my posture as the referee allows himself in the ring. The referee comes and grabs my hand. "We have a winner!" He shouts to the crowd with my hand in the air. Clapping passes through the crowd but I just nod to them. We land ourselves in an empty alleyway to catch our breaths. "They're crazy." I pant and my brother agrees. "I can't believe they're so eager for a photo." I let out a breathless laugh but that ends when I see a black suburban stop right next to the alleyway. Men in suits come out with pistols in they're arms. "Silas." They say my brothers name. My throat gets dry as one's eye lands on me. "You're his famous sister, si?" He holds out his hand but I just eye it disgusted. He doesn't take no for an answer so he roughly places his hand in mine, giving it a firm shake. "Leave her alone man." Silas, my brother pleads. The man releases my hand with a chuckle. "We'll be out of your hair, we just need the money." My brother looks at me with the color draining out of his face. He looks worried but I am as confused as a fucking squirrel. Everything changes after this. Everything will affect her and everyone's life. Everything is different, but everyone must keep their hands off her. *** I only write for FUN! I don't take this seriously but I do it as a hobby! This book may contain mature scenes! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! PRESS THE STAR AND FOLLOW ME!

17+ (Explicit themes) He grabs the gun suddenly "You want to die don't you, Bambi?" He asked and I slowly nodded my head while feeling his fingers slowly draw shapes on my thigh. While pointing the gun right under my chin one shot and I am dead. Just what I wanted... right? "Then my sweet Bambi you picked the wrong man for the job, yes?" He was right 'the best hit man out there my ass' Without a second thought my lips were surrendering against his punishing kiss. *this book contains mature scenes, foul language, guns, violence, and more that is not suitable for people under the age of 18 please do not read if the following themes make you uncomfortable*

{18+ smut warning} "He doesn't satisfy like I do Anna, he doesn't touch you like I do and he certainly doesn't know how to fuck you like I do" Reid grips my hips and pulls me foward clashing into his hard chest. "Nobody fucks you like I do" He then smashed his lips to mine, our tounges dancing and moving in rythm with eachother. "Nobody" He murmers against my swollen lips. Book 2 of the his dancer series

{A Dark Mafia Romance} It is a man's world... but it would be nothing without a woman or a girl. -James Brown ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What do you want then, Emiliano?" I used his first name this time and I swear I saw the fire in his eyes reviving as that smirk only got wider at the sound of it. Taking his hands out of his pockets, he rested them on the edge of the desk leaning closer to me. "What do you want from my empire that would suffice to please you?" I repeated, my voice dripping with hidden threats, warning him not to take it too far as he enjoyed doing. "You." He replied quickly as if the word was standing all this time on the tip of his tongue. My men heads turned, interpreting the meaning of it as a threat but it was everything but that and I cursed under my breath wishing it wasn't.

"Aesira," he drew out. "Damon." I said his name back. "If you wear this again tomorrow I promise you I won't hesitate to rip it off your body," he said seriously, I couldn't tell if he was joking. "You wouldn't" I narrowed my eyes "Oh but blue... I would" he leaned forward bringing his face closer to mine and his hand drawing along my leg. I bit my lip once again that I was sure it would bleed, "fuck you" I whispered breathlessly. He pulled away so he could look me better in the eyes but still near my face. His lips twitched up into a devilish smirk. "Not yet..." TW: mature language, sexual content, abuse, death/murder, mental illnesses, sexual assault Defiance; bold disobedience Young unemployed Aesira has no idea what is in store for her at her new job. She expects nothing less then good money and nice people, instead Aesira finds herself dealing with Damon Perez- a hard headed, devilishly handsome, playboy who seeks nothing but pleasure-well seeked-he found himself not able to stay away. He's known to be the craziest man in the underground world because of his irrational decision making and the inability to keep his emotions under control. Aesira finds herself craving this man and the sensual desire that he brings, she tried running away in fears of being hurt again but Damon won't stop trying, he won't give up, not until she is his. A dark love story

BOOK 1: One Dance BOOK 2: One Dance: Invincible BOOK 3: One Dance: Illusions "Y/n, you know we can't," he said, his eyes finally meeting yours. "I don't care what he says. One dance, Peter. That's all I want. Please," you begged. He looked away, then back at you. "One dance?" "One dance." He hesitated. "Okay."

Every girl wishes for her Happy Ever After, her Prince Charming. But this isn't the case for Y/N, whose job and reputation stands in the way of love. But when she meets cocky, charming, ruthless leader Mr Tom Holland, she finds her hard exterior melting away. But will she have a happy ending or will it end in Black and White? Tom X Reader fanfic Requests and comments all welcome x