An art student trying to escape her past becomes tangled up with a ruthless Mafia lord. The stakes rise when feelings become involved. ****** Cade is an art student in Italy trying to escape the demons from her past. Angel Falcone is Sicily's most dangerous mob boss. With a heist that tangles their fates, Cade has no choice but to trust the ruthless Mafia lord - but what happens when love gets caught in the crossfire? [Companion Novel to the book Hunter's Alpha]

Lesbian Romance Angel James loves her life as a submissive woman. Unfortunately, however, she also loves to break every rule known to man. Will head dominant Scarlet Black be able to tame the unruly Angel, or will she too be forced to give her up? *** Angel James didn't have the best start in life. She was plagued with misfortune and taught never to trust those around her, despite desperately wanting to. At eighteen, Angel found herself taken in by the famous Mistress Gloria, the leading dominant of a world dedicated to a society of sub/ dom relationships. Now, at twenty-three, Angel has a reputation for breaking the rules. Mistress Gloria is at her wits-end and calls for her top ranking dominant, Scarlet to come and help.

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"

I'm not afraid to get on my knees and bow before you... I'd worship you Tara... let me worship you baby." "We can't." I whisper. The moisture is forming between my legs. His grip on my chin and hip is firm. I started this. I kissed him after he warned me. His words still rings in my ear, "Tara if I kiss you I won't be able to stop." Why didn't I listen? I'd be lying if I said I didn't want this. The heat radiating off our bodies was enough to burn us both alive. "We shouldn't." I whisper with my eyes closed. Our lips are so close. I want to kiss him. Fuck that. I want him to fuck me. I want him to dominate me. I want him to do the nastiest things to me. But...... he's my stepdad

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

"Are you my good girl?" he looks up at me with his dark eyes. His tongue slides across his sinister lips, only making me more anxious. I nod furiously, wanting him to make me his all over again. "Say it." he lowly growls, his grip on my hips tightening. "I'm your good girl, I'm yours forever."

When seventeen-year-old Willow Hart is uprooted from her beach town life and thrown into the suffocating world of old money, designer secrets, and country club masks, the last thing she expects is him - Jaxon Callahan. Arrogant. Magnetic. Untouchable. Her soon-to-be stepbrother. From the moment their eyes meet, sparks fly - the kind that burn rather than warm. He's everything she should stay away from: reckless, infuriating, and hiding more than he lets on. But Jaxon knows how to get under skin, and Willow has walls he's dying to break. She's running from a past she won't speak of. He's drowning in a world he hates. And neither of them are ready for what happens when the lines between hate and want start to blur. But in a house full of secrets... The most dangerous thing might be the one person you can't stop thinking about.

"𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠?" 𝐀 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧. "𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬..." 𝐋𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. "𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧, 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬?" "𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞." From the moment I laid eyes on Gunnar Tomson, I knew he was trouble. He was the one who broke my heart into a million pieces, yet I couldn't help but be drawn to him. Set in the bustling city of New York, where money and power reign supreme, my desperate desire for an epic love seemed out of reach. But fate had other plans. When my best friend made a foolish bet, I found myself sharing a bed with the man who had rejected me. Can my heart handle being so close to him? No, but my heart doesn't seem to care as it flutters every time he's near. Layla Harrison...the one I turned down at a frat party, was now my roommate. I couldn't believe my luck, or was it a curse? I've known who she is my whole life, and even as kids I've seen her a few times, I had a massive crush on her. Her kindness and those mesmerizing eyes had always captured my heart. But when she had been drunk that night, I couldn't take advantage of her. Written/Finished in 2024

"𝐑𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐋𝐢𝐯. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐧." Ryder Hudson...the forbidden fruit that I can't resist. Our fathers' feud has kept us apart, but I can't help but feel drawn to him. He's always there at the parties and fights, and even at the frat house where I see him through my friendship with one of his roommates. And now, thanks to a bet made by a friend, I have to share a bed with Ryder - a nightmare come to life. But I have no choice. The frustrating truth is that Ryder sees through my tough exterior and brings out a softer side of me that I hate. And yet, every time we clash or he smirks at me with that infuriating grin, it's like he knows me better than anyone else. Olivia Smith...the one girl I can't have. She's off limits, but she's also the most irresistible person I've ever met. I hate how she puts up this tough facade, but I can see through it. Our fathers' rivalry has kept us apart, but now she's going to be my roommate - making it even harder to stay away from her. I've always been drawn to her, even as kids, but my attraction has only grown stronger over the years. And even though I shouldn't, I won't stop until she's mine and mine alone. Written/Finished in 2024

"𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐫. 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠," "𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭. 𝐎𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥." Amelia Lewis has always been the quintessential good girl-never one to break the rules or stray from her meticulously planned path. Arriving at college with her two best friends, she believes she's left the whispers of her past behind. But everything changes when she crosses paths with the notorious bad boy of Samford University, Hayden King. With his muscular build, rugged good looks, and tattoos that tell a story of their own, Hayden is everything Amelia knows she should avoid. By night, he fights in the ring; by day, he charms his way through campus as the star football player. Despite her best intentions to resist him, Amelia finds herself irresistibly drawn to Hayden's dangerous lifestyle and magnetic charm. In a daring move to win her over, Hayden proposes a bet: if he loses, he'll be abstinent for a month. But if Amelia loses, she must live in the frat house with him for the same duration. As they navigate the challenges of their wager, the lines between right and wrong blur, and Hayden begins to realize that Amelia might just be his one and only...His Angel. Written/Finished in 2024 Completed once again but fully edited: Feb 18, 2:45 PM, 2026!