Erotica *MATURE* [COMPLETED] Book 1 Ellie Taylor is hiding from her past, trying to fix her broken life piece by piece. She has no intention on being in a relationship, even when Maddox enters her life. *** Maddox Bouchard is the fuckboy every girl dreams of fucking. When he set his sights on Ellie, he knew he had to have her. "Maybe I want to prove you wrong." His hand tugged at the hem of his shirt that laid on my body. "About?" "I can definitely make you cum." His lower lip snaked between his teeth as he eyed my annoyed expression. Max dipped his head to the nape of my neck, his breathing warming my cool skin. *** #5 in romance #1 in eroticromance #2 in BoyxGirl #7 in College #3 in eroticastories #3 in Collegeromance #1 in Hook-ups) *As of 11/15/2020 this story is undergoing editing*

The only worthy man is the man willing to spill blood. There is no greater gang feared in the streets of New York than South Bloods. They kill, they feast, and they delight in spilling blood. Greg "Raze" Resnick has always known it was his legacy to take his father's place someday as leader. He prepared for this moment his whole life and the day has arrived that the talented and ruthless fighter finally step up. But fate has other plans. Greg's world is turned upside down by just one smile of the woman he didn't see coming. She's his opposite in every way possible and there's no way the two would ever work. But Greg is determined despite all the odds. Fighting for Laura is one thing, but fighting his family in order to have her is another. Is this a fight he'll win, or will blood be spilled after all? *PREQUEL of the Fighter's Den series. CAN BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE. Rated 18+ due to mature content.*

Chin up sweetheart, she'd kill to see you fall." "You'd let me fall?" She asks. "Fuck no, I refuse to let her or anyone else experience happiness by deriving pleasure from your pain, love. This is something I will never allow to happen again.I promise." ☆☆☆ Isabella Cooper ☆ Meek.Hollow.Broken.Fragile "She's had her own back throughout her journey, and now she'll fight for theirs too." Eli Parker ☆ Observant.Perceptive.Reluctant.Insightful "She is the only woman I shall worship. She is my eternal belief. Her and only her." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Growing up, Isabella faces numerous challenges that many teenagers can relate to: dysfunctional family, financial struggles, insecurity in high school and social anxiety. However, what sets Isabella's story apart is her determination to overcome these struggles by doing something unconventional - street racing.

Alessia Ferrari is the Don of the Italian Mafia. Whip-smart and dangerous, she is a woman in a man's world, surviving against all odds. Born and raised to become a lethal killer, even the ground she walks on bows at her feet. She has it all, until that is, her father gives her hand away in marriage. Ace Hernandez is the boss of the American Mafia. He's a cold cruel hearted monster. He knows the game all too well and does whatever it takes to win and if that means breaking someone, he could do that with his eyes closed. Fate is vicious when the two are forced to marry. Will two monsters find solace in each other's arms or will they kill each other? ---------------------------- "I don't recall signing up for strip poker." She replied. Her full lips frowned softly but her eyes were filled with amusement. She knew she couldn't beat me, not at this game. "Are you quitting? Are you a quitter?" I mocked getting under her skin. Her lips twitched before she pursed them tightly. The blues of her eyes deepened and she threw me a dangerous smirk. She shuffled and pulled off one of her sandals. Fuck. So we're doing this the long way. She raised it in the air, dangling it off her finger before tossing it aside. She raised a brow at me, she challenged me. I knew I got under her skin. Just as I had anticipated. -------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK ONE OF THE MAFIA SERIES

After watching her mother's sufferings after she became a widow, Alice was clear about what she wanted in her life. And love was not included in it. But as she was forced to marry a stranger, Alice was now thrown into a world of guns and violence, a world she was never been to. Alice thought she would never fall in love with her devil of a husband but when jealousy, games, lies, and their twistedly connected past came to test their marriage of convenience, priorities were changed, fears began to resurface and Alice was feeling more than lust for her husband. An old promise. Some rusty bonds. Along with some new ones. This is the story of Luciano and Alice. - Cover by WomanBehindWords [#1 in Mature ] [#1 in Arrange Marriage]

"Promise me you'll be fine?" She said as the two of held onto each other's hands for dear life. "I'll be just fine." I said kissing her hand and reassured her through my tears.

|STEAMY ROMANCE| 18+ "Oh, how bad I want to corrupt you, ruin you. But you're not ready for that." As much as I want her beneath me, writhing, begging me to stop. There is a time and a place for all that, which now is not the time nor place. A blush forms on her cheeks as she looks away. I put my finger under her chin and gently lift her face. "Look at me, my love. I want to see those beautiful cherry cheeks of yours." I love how responsive she is to me. Seeing her blush and shy away from me is one of my favorite things about her. "Stop, Ansel," she giggled. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to remain unfazed". I find it amusing that she is completely unaware of the power she has over me. God, if we didn't have to leave, I would've shown her what she does to me. "I'm not going to apologize, my love. You make me want to give you the world, yet corrupt that innocent aura you have. Let's go, darling, we are going to be late." I take her hand and guide her to the passenger side of the door, opening it, allowing her to climb into the car. Walking to the drivers' side, I get in making sure she is buckled, before buckling myself. Once I see her buckled, I start the car, putting my hand on her thigh. When Emory Miller attracts Ansel Dubois' attention, things are destined to happen.

"ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴄᴋ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴍʏ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ?" ... Leona Pierce, a nineteen-year-old woman, is capable of bringing any man or woman to their knees. Her confidence is enticing, and she turns heads the moment she enters a room. She's a spoiled brat who gets whatever she wants. But what if she desires something she can't have, such as her bestfriend's father? Alonso Hendrix is a forty-one-year-old single father. His ex-wife only married him for his money, and he has never known true love. He yearns for that feeling, but doesn't for the sake of his heart. However, when Alonso meets Leona, he can't help but lust after her. Will they be able to resist the temptation or will they succumb? Will they get caught?

"ᴡʜʏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ?" ... Nobody wants to experience a one-sided love relationship. Soren Sanders is a victim of this love. He has loved his best friend for years, four years to be exact. His best friend is completely oblivious to his feelings somehow. Since the relationship is one-sided, Soren is forced to watch Cerise experience heartbreak because of her relationships, leaving Soren to mend Cerise's shattered heart. Soren can't help but feel hurt. He constantly has to help Cerise heal, which is starting to affect him mentally. He's tired, but he can't find the courage to leave to work on himself. ...or does he? What happens when Soren admits his feelings to Cerise? Will things get too much for Soren? Will he stay with her despite his intense affections for her, or will he leave? Will Cerise ever feel the same way?

BOOK ONE OF THE BLACK SERIES -- "Well, behalf of my dick, who cannot speak for himself," Kade said simply as he watched over my face, one of his eyebrows risen, "I would like to say for him that he doesn't care about my brother's feelings at this current moment - or his reaction to the photo." "Well, I do," I muttered, my sentence coming out muffled in my hands as they covered my face. "Do you know how this makes me look to the public eye? To be sleeping with my boyfriend's older brother?" "Look on the bright side, Em." I didn't even spare him a glance as I shook my head, grunting. "Emara, look at me." My hands were pulled away and Kade stared at me, his vibrant blue eyes twinkling and his dirty blonde hair covering his eyebrows. The sight of his effortless beauty made my hard glare slightly soften. "You know I won't tell him if he finds out, you know me," he mumbled to me, "but I'm not going to lie to him when he finds out and say that if I had the chance to change what we've been doing, I wouldn't - because I would do it again without a second thought."