"safeword". the sexual tension grows even more and I breathlessly reply " vanilla", without wasting another second, he roughly pounds inside of me till every inch of his dick is inside me. my head balls back and suddenly a sharp pain stings on my ass. he repeats his actions spanking me till my ass is raw and red. "you thought he was hot wasn't he" he gritted through his teeth landing another spank on my thigh. it hurt and felt so good at the same time. I moan at his words and he spanks me even harder "fucking answer me you slut" pounding ruthlessly inside me. fuck, being called a slut from his mouth just made me 10 times wetter. I barely manage to speak "n-no fuck" Marriage has always been a curse to Elijah Theodore Romano, The Devil, as a Boss of the Italian mafia. all good in life had been ripped away from him. With a heart as cold as ice and temper most feared, Elijah ruthlessly rules over their empire, not allowing anyone close enough to see the broken man inside. Esmeralda Rose Castillio, a woman who every man admires, along with being the daughter of the Mexican mafia, Esmeralda has set her heart on becoming the next leader of the mafia, a life where love is not her priority Elijah's life takes an unexpected turn as a marriage proposal comes their way, one foolish to refuse as it would grand peace between two families long at war. , Elijah agrees to the arranged marriage to Esmeralda, Will Esmeralda be capable of bringing life back in Elijah's heart when there's still a shadow of their past? How does this marriage between people so different work when the peace is as brittle as glass?

"Bad habits like me always return, love." ~ Aurora Rae is trying to push past a break-up that has left her both broken, and new. To push the past away, she goes to a nightclub with her best friend. And that's where she meets Enzo Rossi. A grumpy young man who does not know how to crack a smile. But, can Aurora change that?

𝒜𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 ''You're all mine now,'' he whispers in my ear. ''You'll never escape me. My sweet, beautiful little death angel.'' and as I drift off I realized I don't want to escape from him anymore. I'm not sure if I ever did. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Started: 09/05/2022 Completed:

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

Billie's world has fallen apart. Then she meets London's most feared Frankie De Carlo. Two lost souls connect. She is the light to his darkness but she is... The Enemy's Daughter. The Red Tie family proves that blood doesn't make family, its the love and bonds you share. "𝕴'𝖒 𝖌𝖑𝖆𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖍𝖎𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊." 𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝖕𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖇𝖑𝖚𝖊 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘 𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖘𝖔 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖞. "𝕴'𝖒 𝖌𝖑𝖆𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖊𝖝𝖎𝖘𝖙." ♥️Follow me on Instagram, TikTok, Facebook for updates @thewriterlorren ♥️

"I hate you." "You really mean that, Princess?" "Just shut up and kiss me." ***** Dominique Smith, a badass senior at Oakwood High. She has long, straight, black jet-colored hair, tattoos, a has a seashell skin tone, gorgeous glowing skin, perfect teeth, and whatnot. Dominique's clothing interests are more plaid sweaters, jeans, jackets, and sneakers than rather dresses, skirts, and heels. Dominique is filled with anger and hurt, that she puts up a wall that allows no one to pass. -yet. Dominique never really understood the true meaning of love. To her, it was considered a myth that everyone believed was true. Alex Carter, a bad boy who believes perfect girls don't exist. With black messy hair, a sharp jawline, dark emerald green eyes, tattoos covering his body, and a very muscular figure. What's not to like? Alex and Dominique spark a feeling in each other and are willing to find out what that spark is, but what secrets lie in between? Alex and Dominique have known each other since they were both in the sixth grade, now they're seniors. They are each other's opponent and declared each other as enemies. They even set ground rules as enemies, including no sexual contact, but as they got older, they both became irresistible to each other. Both have a reputation for being bad and trying to escape their past. Just two broken people. They refuse to interfere with their past, leaving all the lies and secrets behind, but new ones are arising that will put themselves and others in danger. Bad girl and bad boy, the perfect duo, right? Not when there lies secrets, romance, anger, hurt, confusion, and deception. **** I DO NOT OWN RIGHTS TO THE BACKGROUND IMAGE. **** #77 | Bad (Out of 45K Stories) #16 | Deception (Out of 6.9K Stories) ©️ Copyright 2020 - Mimi_Miga

Academic Rivals to Lovers in a Boarding School ..... "You wanna know the really dumb meaning behind my name?" He muses and I walk ahead of him. "Nope." "Basically, it means the transporter of goods by cart or wagon, it's from an old french word I believe. You wanna know yours?" "You looked up mine?" I question, hiding the small smile on my face, because I'm mad at him or whatever. For... I don't know why but I'm mad at him because I am. Carter catches up to me, grinning to himself. "Emilia means rivals, it's derived from the root of some latin word. Isn't that strange?" That's just a coincidence, he's probably lying anyway. "Yeah, real peculiar." I reply. ..... #2 - onebedtrope 16/06/22 #1 - mila 16/06/22

"Your mine, and I'll do whatever I want with you." Andrej is the heir of the Serbian mob. He loves guns, violence and women. He owns a few night clubs and when he meets a girl, at one of them, whom he recognizes he won't be able to resist, to just find out who she is and how to make him his for the night. What they both don't see coming is the passion and the hate combining them making them a dangerous and powerful couple. A smut story. (18+)

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.