His hands were everywhere. On her breasts, her navel, her thighs.. His mouth enveloped hers, as he gripped her waist, pulling her flush against him. Her hands fell to his belt buckle, and she flicked it loose. He growled in response, and literally ripped her dress right off her body. He picked her up, and pressed her against the wall, his hands holding her up by her ass, her legs on each of his shoulders. He let out a primal growl, and buried his face between her thighs. Her eyes rolled back in her skull and she moaned. His tongue swirled over her clit, circling it over and over until she whimpered, and an orgasm unfolded. He didn't stop there, but instead continued eating her out, eventually dipping his tongue inside her. She moaned, her hands threading through his hair, holding him against her. "Oh gosh.." she gasped, and another orgasm ripped through her. "I'm going to make you come again and again...and again." He whispered against her entrance. She shuddered, bucking her hips, his tongue driving her insane as he lathed her clit. She cried out, as she came again, and he hungrily lapped up her juices. "You taste so fucking good.." he whispered, his voice a low husky growl... Dragged into the darkest depths of hell, by the grasp of her devious step father Mattius, Elise finds herself struggling to find her way back into the light...tempted by his charming smile, and his baritone voice, she's trapped within a world of her making...with a man made of sin incarnate.

She is the definition of water. Powerful enough to drown you, but just as delicate enough to cleanse you. She is irreplaceable. The unassailable longing for love and affection that she never received, molded her into stone. She is unstoppable. A lone girl shredded to pieces and tossed into the wind. A heart covered with walls as tall as time. She is Dangerously shattered. Scarlett D'Angelo. A girl who has been abused, forgotten, hated. only to have it craft her into becoming powerful, underestimated, independent girl. An unstoppable force. - As the truth unravels before her, she finds out her life was an on going cycle of lies. Brothers who live across the country take her under their care with little to no consent from her. But what she doesn't know is that they are some of the most dangerous people in the world. The fear she used to know is nothing compared to them. The D'Angelo family known as leaders, killers, and powerful men and women. Their whole life and generations before run the Italian mafia. The strongest. The most merciful. The most dangerous Mafia in the world. Will their world hurt her in the end? Or will she thrive in the world of violence? Will she be able to expose her past to them? Or will she keep her haunting past to herself and let it destroy her? ---------- rankings #12 in family problems #16 in gore #3 in drunk #3 in character development #14 in guns #5 in gang violence #1 in drug abuse #5 in powerful #1 in secretive #114 in dangerous #78 in overprotective #536 in depression #101 in little sister Started: September 2nd, 2024 ongoing!

"Please... leave me" she whispered while trembling, tears spilling from her eyes as he stood so close, trapping her against the wall. "Why, love? Did I hurt you?" he asked gently. She nodded no. "Did I shout at you?" he continued tucking a tendril of her hair behind her ear.Again she nodded no. "Then why, love? Why do you want to leave?" he said, resting his forehead against hers.His breath was hot on her skin, and her body seemed to respond, craving more. "Just see how your body wants me..." he whispered, sealing his lips over hers in a deep, possessive kiss. 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 A 27-year-old enigmatic mogul, commands a vast business empire that spans industries and continents.His name is synonymous with power and wealth, yet he remains an elusive figure, shrouded in mystery. No photographs of him exist, and he never appears in public, cultivating an aura of intrigue and fear.Whispers of his dark methods and ruthless tactics circulate in hushed tones, painting a picture of a man who thrives in the shadows, commanding his empire with an iron fist. 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀 A 24 - years-old, is an acid attack survivor whose face tells a story of immense adversity, with one half bearing the scars of the attack and the other half remaining unscathed.Despite her remarkable academic achievements and stellar qualifications, she faces a relentless struggle to find a job.Potential employers see only her scars, disregarding her talents and capabilities, making her feel invisible in a world that judges by appearances.Her story is one of resilience and brilliance overshadowed by superficial judgments. What will happen when his eyes fall upon this little bird? Peep to know more. 18+ #2 Virgin Male ( 04/05/2025) This story contains mature themes and Torture and Murder Scenes. This story is written by following all types of wattpad guidelines. Don't try to report the story because it's alre

A broken girl. A quiet town that keeps too many secrets. And a man she should've never wanted. Her stepfather. Older. Off-limits. But sometimes, the heart wants what it shouldn't. ︎❦ Dixon Norcross shouldn't be the one I reach for. He shouldn't be the one who makes me feel safe. But he's kind, stable, and the only thing in the world that doesn't seem to be slipping through my fingers. And I realize I shouldn't look at him like this. I know he should not look back. But Dixon has a secret that is strong enough to shatter the fragile thing we've built. And I won't know if it's too late or if I should run when I eventually find out the truth.

🔞⚠️ *** "Confess! Confess how much you get wet when I look at you while I'm on that podium, how your nipples harden sharply beneath your clothes, and how your skin blazes with heat every time my eyes lock onto yours." His words didn't merely reveal a secret; they ripped through me, sinking deep into my flesh and igniting a slow-burning fire beneath my skin. The warmth spread like wildfire, searing every nerve ending. His words tasted like sin-heavy, forbidden, intoxicating. His hands curved possessively around my waist, pulling me into the dangerous gravity of his presence, his breath whispering dark promises hot against the back of my neck. So close, so raw-his body pressed against mine spun a web of wicked temptation that made my knees weak and my thoughts slip free. I wanted to fall, to lose myself completely in this sin that we were weaving between us, hungry and unrepentant. Our love was a shadow creeping over sacred ground, forbidden as the fruit God guarded fiercely. Like Adam and Eve before us, we stood trembling on the edge of damnation, reaching for that tantalizing knowledge we were told to avoid. But this time, it wasn't Eve who tasted the fruit first -it was Adam. And Father Lazarus didn't just nibble quietly; no, he devoured the entire apple in one reckless, desperate bite, swallowing sin whole without pause. ******

𝑨 𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑬𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑴 𝑬𝑹𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑪 𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧. ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ "Pardon me... Did I hear it right?" Aadya was bewildered. Is it a dream or reality ? "Yes.. You heard it right" Vikram's velvety reached her ears, as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. His cold fingers slightly brushing her red cheeks..sending shivers run down her spine. "Marry us" Rudra whispered in her ear. His warm breath tickled her neck. She looked at him. Her blue green orbs meeting his brown ones.. "Brown... Brown is so beautiful and divine" she thought. She saw the desire in his eyes... For her. At last her eyes met Digvijay's cold gaze. She gulped hard seeing the emotions in them. .... Aadya has never been in a relationship before. An extremely protective brother being the first reason and her likeness towards older men being the second. She never thought a man would come into her life and sweep her off her feet. But destiny had some other plans and she became aware of it when she first saw them. Rowdy, handsome, killer and sexy. That's what they were. They came in her life like a tsunami, creating an havoc in her mind and body. There were many secrets and fantasies waiting for her. Some of it will give her pleasure and some of it pain. However one thing was bound to happen, the pleasure will be great, so is the pain. The love will grow until its colour becomes red as blood, the lust will brew until she melts into them. The fire of passion will burn, turning her to ashes.The ashes of love, lust, pain and desire.The love in her heart for the three different men will break every boundary of restrictions and she will rule their heart, mind, bod

Mr.Martinez was drawn to his brightest student, Delilah Herrera. Delilah has had a crush on him for a long time but knew that nothing could ever happen between them and remains oblivious to his love for her. Little does she know... that Mr.Martinez wouldn't let anyone else have her. Planning to complete this book soon with ±30 chapters <3

ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇꜱꜱ. ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ. ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ. I shouldn't want him. I shouldn't crave the heat of his touch, the fire in his gaze, the way he consumes me with a single look. But I do. Every stolen moment, every forbidden inch of him pulls me closer- leaving me trembling, wanting more, needing more. Alessandro Romano is obsession made flesh. And I am helplessly, hopelessly his. In his arms, I am fragile and fearless. Innocent and undone. Lost and found, all at once. And as desire becomes temptation, temptation becomes craving, I realize there's no escape from the fire between us... And I don't want there to be. #2 in Vixen 🏅10/04/2023 #1 in Secrecy 🏅 02/09/2024 #1 in DaddyIssues 🏅 22/09/2025

I am Zariah Valemont-daughter of Cassian Valemont, granddaughter of Thaddeus Valemont, and basically raised with more money than common sense. Yes, being born rich means I got everything I wanted... Except him. My bodyguard. Like every classic billionaire-princess story, I fell for him. And like every disrespectful plot twist, he didn't fall for me back. Instead chose my sister. My first heartbreak-because obviously he was my first love and apparently also my first rejection. Did I cry? Maybe. Did I chase him? Of course not. I have dignity. So, I flew to another city, ready to restart my life and avoid complicated men. And guess what happened? I met an even colder man. Like Antarctica-with-anger-issues cold. Dimitri Draven And I don't know why, but... I think I have a thing for cold men. A real thing. 😉

⚠️warning⚠️ this book contains mature content and abuse. This Is the first warning and will not be the last. Andrei Volkov is the head of the Russian Mafia. He's ruthless, dangerous, rich and has every woman on their knees begging for him to take them. He's never loved anyone, since his past has left him unable to do so. Skylar Jones; homeless and without any family. She's the kindest and the most selfless person you will ever meet even without money. One day, Skylar meets two men that work for the Russian Mafia. They offer her job that she has a tough time refusing even with the strings attached. What will poor innocent Skylar do when she meets the Andrei? Will she fall madly in love like the rest or simply think him as another man? WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN TRIGGER STUFF TO SOME PEOPLE. IF YOU ARE EASILY UPSET BY THE THOUGHT OF RAPE OR ABUSE, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.