Mia Cherie X Aaron Valentino "You drive me insane, Mia," he continued, stepping closer, his voice dripping with possession. "Every time you smile at another guy, every time they try to talk to you, I feel like I'm seconds away from losing my mind." His fingers brushed against my cheek, his touch hesitant yet burning. Then, his voice drops into a whisper. "Can I kiss you?" A shiver runs down my spine. I don't hesitate. I nod, not trusting myself to speak. Tropes: Badboy x Goodgirl Rich mmc x scholarship student fmc Kill anyone who touches her (literally) 👀 HEA

"ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏ ʏᴏᴜ." ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴠɪꜱɪᴛ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʟᴜʙ. ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜱᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴏꜰ HATRED ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ, ɪ'ʟʟ ᴘᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ. • • • ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ʜᴀᴛʀᴇᴅ ɪꜱ ᴀɴ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ-ᴛᴏ-ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴏᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ.

He whispered, "Don't make a sound." "How do you expect me to beg and cry for you?" I taunt and attempt to dig my nails in the hand he rested in front of me, eye level while I was on his lap. He squeezed the hand tightly before pushing it behind my back. He slapped my ass hard for the little comment, and I gawked. I've never been struck, or punished before. "I'm sure you'll find an alternative." Sayter stroked my hair, and spanked me again. - It's 1890, the Victorian Era. Theres a killer on the loose, and it's a pretty little thing named Victoria Vonscuets. Victoria fakes her job as a prostitute to lure her clients into bed with her and to their brutal deaths. But if she had a rival for notoriety, it was Sayter Hamel, a vicious, brutal crime lord who tortured and killed victims on his raider who owed more than they could give. When Victoria decides she wants to try and kill Sayter, she's caught and Sayter decides he'll keep her for himself and teach her submission. But Victoria has a plan to exceed the same goal, all she has to do is sell her soul. ⚠️WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT INCLUDING SEX, KIDNAPPING, TORTURE, AND A BDSM RELATIONSHIP SO IF THIS IS NOT YOUR THING MOVE ON⚠️

"Pick up the vibrator." I picked it up, placing it against my opening. "Good girl." I moan at his words, biting down my bottom lip. "Now. Slowly push it inside." "Fuck..." I heard him groan. "Just like that, nice and slow." My core tightened and knots formed in the pit of my stomach. "Take it out." I licked my bottom lip, sliding the dildo out of me, "Oh, God." I arched my back, the bliss itching my skin. "Do it again. This time, a little faster." I did as I was told. ♕︎♕︎♕︎ Their story continues. Two years graze by. Two distant hearts drive further part. Two worlds shatter as each hour ticks by, every minute faster than lightning turns into seconds. Roman Smith. Hazel Johnson. Two lovers are destined to be with each other, however, the cruel world continues its evil sins by pulling them away, drifting them deeper into the sea, unable for both souls to reach for air, not allowing their lungs to be set free...for their hearts to be set free... BOOK 3 WARNING! (Sexual Content) Started: 23/02/22 Completed: 14/07/24 #8 in wild- 17/06/22 #5 in ilovehim- 17/06/22 #3 in ilovehim- 3/07/22 #1 in ilovehim- 21/12/22 #10 in wild- 16/06/23

"Impatient are we Princess" I chuckled in the crook of her neck, "More craving than impatience" "Fuck baby you're so tight..." I groan in her ear. ...Oh my-" I quickly cover her mouth before she moans any loader, "Quiet Princess we don't want everyone knowing the pure pleasure I'm giving you right now" I remove my hand from her mouth, "I'm gonna cum Rome" She bites down her bottom lip. Quickening my pace I whisper into her ear, "Cum for me Princess," ♕︎♕︎♕︎ With suffering continuous separation anxiety from her father and brother's loss, her heart still lies with him. Yearning for one another after all these years draws them closer, the more their heart's desire pulls them two like solid magnets, secrets unravel. leaving one another hurt by words that have been spread or actions that have been caused. Roman continues his chase for Hazel, trying to capture and not let her go, not let her escape out of his grasp like the last time. Hazel has a tough time deciding whether to hold onto her lost loved one or to hide away forever, protecting the one she loves, not wanting to poison the raw love that seeks both their hearts. WARNING! (Sexual Content) Started: 13/03/21 Completed: 6/06/21 #4 in boyxgirl- 24/05/22 #1 in boyfriendgirlfriend- 02/11/22 #10 in mafia- 9/06/22 #2 in lovelife- 8/05/22 #2 in youandme- 14/02/23 #1 in youandme- 17/03/24 #2 in inlovewithyou- 17/03/24 #1 in mypast- 17/03/24 #1 in inlovewithyou- 4/04/24 #1 in youandme- 4/04/24

"What's my name?" What? Does he really want me to answer that? "What is my name...Princess?" He asked once more. "I-I...mmm..." "Say it." He demanded. "R-roman..." I breathed, this intoxicating feeling flushing over me. "Try again." His pace slowed. The sexual frustration creeping up fast, "Roman!" I bucked my hips higher, "Wrong answer, Princess." I started feeling empty on the inside, "Rome!" ♕︎♕︎♕︎ Hazel Johnson, a modest girl you could say, moves across the country trying to forget the tragedy that still manages to haunt her, continue to grieve including to have her own problems to deal with she has another one that captures her attention, a sexy one too. Roman Smith, a top football player, is one of their best quarterbacks at Saint Louis Preparatory. His attempt into lurking Hazel into his usual one-night stand traps instead gets replaced with him wanting more than just sex, he falls for her. Roman enjoys challenges but this time he is the one getting challenged instead. Hazel and Roman both have dark pasts, that don't want to unravel but happen to reveal themselves piece by piece, with the tragic death for Hazel and the trauma Roman still goes through is hard for them both to handle...Will these hurt loved ones try to make their love for each other work? Or end up drifting away... BOOK 1 WARNING! (Sexual Content) Started: 16/11/2020 Complete: 13/02/2021 #3 in Lovers- 23/04/22 #1 in richgirl- 16/05/22 #1 in boyxgirl- 23/05/22 #3 in richboy- 5/06/22 #2 in lovelife- 9/06/22 #3 in younglove- 12/10/22 #8 in boyfriendgirlfriend- 16/06/23 #5 in richboy- 4/04/24

**MATURE CONTENT {18+}** "You know there are punishments for breaking the rules, Ms. Parks," Mr. Williams almost purrs with a daring glint in his eyes. My only response to him though is a single scoff. "And you know that I don't care, right?" I end up snapping back with a smirk of my own. Two can play at this game, Mr. Fancypants. I watch as his eyes grow dark, a sense of tension washing over his mood and the air buzzing around us. I don't take my eyes of his, leaving us in a battle of dominance between stares. I soon lose though as he takes slow, preceding steps behind me. "Bend over my desk, Angel," He whispers in my ear from behind, hot breath fanning against my cheek. On second thought, I think Mr. Fancypants owns this game. --- Eli is the new girl at Westfall High. She's screwed up, her family is screwed up, her life in general is screwed up. But when she's forced to move sates with her mother and brother after her parents recent divorce, she starts to attend Westfall High for her senior year. Mr. Williams is the typical, sexy English teacher that every high school girl dreams of having. He's strict and has no tolerance for disobedient students in his classroom. And when it comes to punishment, that is something he has an A+ in.

I moan every time he hits the back of my insides, in both pleasure and a little pain. He does so too, letting out heavy groans and whimpers with every thrust he makes. I place my fingers on my clit again, closing my eyes and focusing on my orgasm. I rub my clit slowly at first, increasing my pace as I feel my release get closer. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum." I announce. His moans begin to grow a little louder, indicating that he's probably close too. And once again, right as I'm about to reach my orgasm, he stops his thrusting. I whimper from the loss of stimulation inside me. I open my eyes to find him smirking at me again. "Fuck, Evan. Enough teasing." I glare at him. He chuckles. All of a sudden, he rips his hands out from the shirt I previously tied around his wrists to keep him from having too much control. I feel the blood drain from my face. "If you're gonna tie me up," He reaches his hands forward, one of them grabs both of my wrists and holds them behind my back, and the other wraps into my hair, "Maybe use something a little stronger." ✦✧✦✧ ✦✧✦✧ ✦✧✦✧ Saniya Inara is Laurence Caddel's top assassin. Evander Hart is Kane Ashford's top assassin. Caddel enterprises and The Ashford Co. are the two biggest businesses in the black market. However the men in charge of each company hate each other due to past occurrences. Saniya follows in Laurence's footsteps, hating everyone in the Ashford Co. Evander follows in Kane's footsteps, hating everyone in Caddel enterprises. When the most important belongings to each company get stolen, Saniya and Evander are forced to work together to sort out this mess. What will happen when two sworn enemies are put together on a mission to find the person who is the biggest culprit of all?

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

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."