"You're shaking, Pip." Adam laughed, looking down on me, his eyes hungrily scanning my body. "It's Jude! Don't call me, Pip, when we're fucking." I warned him, groaning out of annoyance because he simply couldn't stop calling me that stupid name. Though, it made him laugh even more. ••• In a world where losing means more than just defeat, some choices can't be undone and some relationships don't survive the fight. Jude Ellington had to learn this lesson the hard way as he suddenly finds himself in the brutal underground scene, having to fight his childhood best friend in front of a crowd, that couldn't care less whether he makes it out alive or dies. His childhood best friend, also known as the King of the underground. And as if that wasn't complicated enough, their increasingly tangled friends-with-benefits relationship makes it even harder to separate emotions from consequences.

1 sweet girl and 3 cruelest men. - - - Elia grew up with 𝙗𝙪𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨 around her and infinite fairytales told to her by her loving father. She likes strawberries, apple pie, and croissants with her 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢. Her hair has a golden glow with bits of brown strands. She was treated like a feather all her life until three certain men come and whisk her away. - - - The Silv brothers ; Sebastián, Leo, and Mateo. Never a day goes by without killing one person... innocent or not. When their the CEOs of Silv Co. no one ever suspects them of the dark truth and if so, one call from them and everything is put under the rug. - One day a meeting has gone wrong where all her 𝙗𝙪𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨 popped. And for them... let's just say they got 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙. ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ Future chapter: "Elia you don't know the effect you have on us, it's a spell." Leo stated, he was breathing heavily next to her ear. She swallowed hard, becoming flustered, she was always shy but right now she was a tad-bit bold. "Do I really, I mean I can show you another effect I can have on you." She whispered going down slowly to her knees.... ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ Update schedule: {ONCE A MONTH} Smut chapters will contain a "⚠️" for in advance. 🗣ALL PHOTOS I USE ARE IN PINTEREST {NOT MINE} ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ ❀ HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in Italy {8/17/23} #1 in murder {7/9/23} #1 in jealously {5/7/23} #1 in forcedmarriage {5/7/23} #2 in mommyissues {5/15/23} #2 in killer {5/31/23} #2 in father-daughter {7/27/23}

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀" 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧' 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐰. " ⠀⠀ Sade Lux wasn't looking for anything that night just a drink, some silence, and a break from everything ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ she built on her own. ⠀⠀⠀⠀ Then she met 'Dante' Reggie Thompson and 'Marcus' Nico Seo. Best friends. Complete opposites. Both impossible to ignore. Dante is bold, charming, and doesn't hesitate to make his interest known. Nico is quiet, controlled, and ⠀⠀⠀⠀watching her like he already understands her. What starts as a simple conversation turns into something neither of them expected... and something ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ none of them can walk away from. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ Because they both want her. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ And Sade doesn't want to choose.

She didn't come to the United States to be noticed. Tara Khanna came with a scholarship, a past she doesn't talk about, and just enough money to survive. Between lectures, part-time work, and sleepless nights, her only goal is simple-stay invisible and make it through. And for a while... she succeeds. Because by day, she's just another quiet student. The girl who sits at the back. The one no one remembers. But Tara has built a life no one sees. A life behind glowing screens and silent code. A life where she earns in ways no one questions. A life where the night belongs to her. Because when the city sleeps... She doesn't. In the underground world of illegal street racing, Tara isn't invisible-she's untouchable. Known by a name no one at the university would ever connect to her, she lives for speed, risk, and the kind of freedom she's never had. Everything is under control. Until it isn't. Because some things can't stay hidden forever. Not from them. Luca Moretti. Ethan Carter. Sebastian Klein. Zane Walker. Four men. Best friends. Untouchable in their own ways. They don't chase. They don't lose. And they don't share. Until her. She was never meant to be seen. Never meant to be known. And she definitely wasn't meant to have all four of them watching her. But secrets have a way of surfacing. And when her worlds begin to collide- between late-night races, hidden codes, and dangerous attention- Tara realizes one thing: She doesn't have to choose. Because they've already decided. They all want her. They're used to winning... but she was never part of the game. This is my first book so please support and be kind 🤍 This is a completely fictional story; all characters and events are imaginary.

Rocky St. James is the Don of the families. Delilah Cohen is a sweet girl. When Rocky meets Delilah by chance, he can't help but fall in love with the beautiful girl, standing on the balcony.

"You're not here to fall in love." "Trust me, sir... I don't even know what that means." She was sold like a possession-traded away by the very people who were supposed to protect her. At just seventeen, she finds herself in a cold, unfamiliar mansion owned by a powerful man known for his silence, strict rules, and a heartbreak he never talks about. His only condition? Take care of his one-year-old daughter. Don't speak unless spoken to. Don't enter his study. Never touch him. For her, following orders is nothing new. Obedience has kept her alive this long. But the baby's soft cries break something inside her, and her tender touch begins to warm a house that forgot what love felt like. He tells himself she's just a caretaker. Just a temporary solution. But night after night, she shatters rule after rule... And soon, his heart becomes the final one to break. 🎯 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 Genre: Romance / Drama / Slow Burn / Hurt-Comfort Age rating: 16+ (emotional abuse themes, mature emotional content)

Glowana Reyna Walker came back to New York, her home place when her mother specifically told her not to? But when has she ever listened to her mother? Glowana mostly known as Glow ignored her mother's wishes and ventured back to her home but in doing so she met someone who was certainly waiting at her front door. Raffaele Di Norcia the world's most ruthless mafia leader. ______________ Sneak Peek... GLOWANA "You're wet, Glow," he says. As if I don't know. I can't control my arousal. Everything about Raffaele turns me on. But I'd never admit it to him or myself. The way his sliver eyes always look at me as though they were undressing me, fully naked, fully bare. Some women found it disgusting when men do that and sure I did once but Raffaele was different. He was different from any man I've ever had or met. Besides kidnapping, he had made me cum. And to be honest no man I had ever made me cum like Raffaele had done. Hell, no man had even gone down on me. I didn't mind because sex wasn't much of a deal for me I was more into an emotional connection with someone. But the fact that Raffaele had changed that. Dammit, have I gone insane? Being attracted to a killer? Is that something I want? But quickly my thoughts came to a stop when Raffaele began massaging my clit. "Ahh, N-No," I moaned. The hand that held my hair tightly left it before brushing my dress up a little more revealing my back. The feeling of soft lips pressed against me made me shudder. "I'm considering if I should fuck you here and now, Glow," he rasped as his breath fanned my back. My throat parched at just the thought of Raffaele fucking me. It made me even wetter. "Would you like that?" he questioned gliding his finger between my wet folds. I'd hate to admit it but, dammit I would. _____________________ Cliche I know but who gives a frick?! WARNING MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT!!!!!

VIOLET I've been called too much since the day I grew hips and learned how to use my voice. Too loud. Too soft. Too thick. Too Black. Too hungry for men who never knew what to do with me. That's fine. Let the weak choke on my flavor. I came here to work. A two-month contract with a secretive werewolf pack, patching up warriors and pretending the whole fated mates thing doesn't apply to humans like me. Then I met him. Leon Starling-six-foot-six of alpha arrogance, with glacier eyes and a body built to sin. King of the Crescent Moon Pack. And apparently... fated to me. Our first meeting? In his oversized, overcompensating office. He told me to show respect. I told him to choke on it. "You're in my territory, human," he growled. "And you're in my light," I said. "Move." The problem? I don't want to be claimed. I want to be taken. But every time I lean in, he backs off. Like he's scared I'll break. "I don't want to hurt you," he says, voice hoarse, fists clenched. I smirk, slow and wicked. "Then you're not man enough to fuck me." ⸻ LEON She walked into my office like she belonged there. No fear. No scent of submission. Just fire, hips, and attitude. She was supposed to be another healer. A professional. Temporary. Not mine. But the moment I scented her, I knew. Violet Blues is everything I've been searching for-and everything I shouldn't touch. Defiant. Human. Forbidden. She looks at me like she dares me to try. Laughs like she knows I already lost. "You think your little attitude makes you strong?" I snapped. "No," she purred, dragging her gaze down my body. "But it makes you hard." I should've walked away. Should've buried the bond howling in my blood. Instead, I backed her against my desk and nearly begged. She doesn't want love. She wants to be ruined. "Say it again," I growl, my voice raw. "You're not strong enough to take me," she whispers. And that's when I knew- She wasn't sent to complete me. She was sent to destroy me

A dark romance story. ......... The alley reeked of damp stone and shadows. Her breaths came in sharp, ragged gasps, her heart slamming against her ribs like a desperate drum. She ran, but every step was predicted, every move hunted. And then he was there. Before she could scream, his body slammed into hers, pressing her against the cold wall. The night wrapped around them, but she felt the heat radiating off him like fire. His eyes...dark, endless, merciless...pierced through her, stripping every layer of defiance bare. "Don't... ever... run from me again," he growled, low and vicious, a predator savoring the hunt. "You belong to me. you are mine. only fucking mine" "Who said?I am not yours. " she protested. he chuckled and whispered "Said the way you breathe when I am this close to you. said the way you stare at my lips and said the way you are not pushing me now when I am not even holding you tightly." "You are my obsession....and when a mafia is obsessed with something it's so dangerous my rose...."

Enzo Vitale was raised to be the heir of a powerful Italian family. Disciplined, ruthless, and untouchable. But behind the iron mask he wears, Enzo is haunted by the ghosts of his past,His nights are plagued by nightmares of fire and loss, his days ruled by violence, power, and the constant pressure of tradition. Marriage, children, softness. He has sworn them all away, convinced they are weaknesses he cannot afford. Yet in the shadows of his sleep, a pair of brown eyes won't leave him. Eyes that feel like home. Eyes that enrage him because they make him want. Kairo never wanted to be tangled in the Vitale world. But debt and desperation pulled her family's small business under their thumb, and she finds herself carrying a burden she never asked for. Fiercely loyal to her grandparents and her mother, she sacrifices her own safety to protect them, even if it means giving everything she has and everything she is. When Enzo and Kairo finally collide, it's not fate. It's a storm. He sees in her those same eyes that haunt his dreams, and she feels the danger in every word he speaks, every touch he steals. He is the man she should fear the most and the one her body betrays her for. As family expectations tighten around Enzo, and Kairo's secrets threaten to unravel, their lives twist together in a brutal dance of control, defiance, and forbidden desire. He wants dominance. She wants freedom. But neither can seem to let the other go.