Maybe Taehyung should have never opened that box...

ꨄthe mob boss and his maidꨄ •• "I'm sorry Leo." I exclaim. "Your not." He growls, grabbing onto my ankles dragging me down towards the edge of the bed. "I am Leo." I laugh at him. He puts both of his arms down onto the bed caging me in between them. "Then show me how sorry you are, kitten." A smirk plays across his lips, but I know he's dead serious. The only thing is.. I don't know how to you know, please a man. "I-I don't know how." I mutter. "Your a virgin?" He looks shocked? I thought it was obvious. I nod my head. "Well then I'll teach you." •• Leonardo Marino, the most feared Mafia Don in the world. With no weaknesses, well besides one. When he finally gets a hold on the girl he's been stalking for months and finally makes her his maid, his life changes as he becomes more and more obsessed with her. •• Arabella Hart, a young 19 year old girl with no idea what's ahead of her. Her parents get into a deep debt with the most feared Mafia boss in the world and choose to sell him their daughter in order to pay for their debts. From there her life changes forever when she is given into the hands of Leonardo Marino. •• #1 in intimate 2023 #1 in criminal romance 2023 #1 in crime boss 2023 #6 in bdsmrelationship 2023 #1 in interesting 2024 #1 in intimate 2024 ꨄ ꨄ ꨄ THIS IS MORE OF A ROMANCE BOOK THAN MAFIA! Please vote, and comment!! THIS STORY WILL HAVE A HAPPY ENDING !! ❤️ THIS STORY BELONGS TO @d3stinies this book is NOT to be copied or reposted anywhere without my consent! TW: attempted rape, violence, smut & BDSM.

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

Taehyung was being followed and found himself in a phone booth calling for help. He calls the wrong number. Taehyung is a French teacher dealing with his latest relationship with some crazy guy. He accidentally calls a random person rather than a friend, or the police, Jungkook surprisingly shows up. Taehyung did not expect to be saved by the CEO of a big big company. Let alone fall in love. - Warning: Will contain strong language, sexual references and scenes. Notice: I do not know any French at all so, don't expect high quality French (Google translate is my friend). I know, "why are you making Tae a French teacher then?" Because I like the concept. I also don't really proof read, sorry for any typos/mistakes. [THIS IS A YEAR OLD, in the process of rewriting !] Started 07/18/18 - Completed 12/07/18

❝ well, tell me your confessions. baby, what's the worst? ❞ » in which jungkook comes from a very religious family, and taehyung is the biggest sinner of them all. « [ top ! kook powerbottom ¡ tae ] [ completed ]

"Your neck is calling for my mouth to paint on it...waiting to be ruined" // [ʀᴏʏᴀʟ ᴀᴜ] - [Bangchan FF] SKZ

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What would you do if, after getting drunk in a party and passing out somewhere you don't remember, you woke up in a cart that is pulled by a horse with two people speaking weird language and wearing white sheets over their bodies? You panic, obviously. Era never believed in Gods and magic. Why? Because it wasn't explained by scientists. She doesn't even change her view when she is thrown down the time hole and back to the ancient Greece -time when people believed in everything, especially Gods of the Olympus. But her talk of "Gods don't exist" lands her into a festival of the Gods - a festival where people marked by one of the Gods of the Olympus fight for their life by performing something sociated with the god that they represent. And she is supposed to survive when she is marked by the God of the Underworld himself. He goes by the name of Hades. 2# in Festival 2018/05/20 123# in Gods 2018/05/26 2# in Ancient Greece 2018/05/31 Cover by PhoenixOfStorys

"Stop it, Dax." I wouldn't meet his eyes, I couldn't. His hot breath trailed up my neck, his soft lips ghosting over the exposed flesh. He chuckled when my back arched involuntarily, my cheeks flaring hot and pink. "It's Officer Rivera, to you." His deep voice rasped quietly in my ear. "Besides, you don't want me to stop, Princesa." "If you don't stop, I'll-" "You'll what?" He interrupted, smirking against my jawline. "Call the police?" Jane Kingsley is a Veterinary Medicine major at the University of California-Davis. If she isn't at school, she's either working or lounging around the house she shares with her best friend, Vivian Tyler. Everything in Jane's life was getting back to normal, almost boringly average. But then Officer Daxon Rivera moves in next door. Flirty, sexy, and a total asshole: Officer Rivera is everything Jane wants to stay away from. But can she? -Mature Content within- Ranked #32 in Romance [2-1-2018]

Astrid is running from a monster, the man who kidnapped her and forced her to breed his heirs. But she's escaped his clutches. Finding herself fleeing across countries with heavy baggage she finds her self dropped on the compound of the Viking Warriors by a glorious stroke of fate. Vidar has always dreamed of finding his Goddess, his other half. But what will he do when he finds out his destined other half has more than he ever bargained for. Will the great Vidar finally find love, or will Astrid fail in finding him? Read to find out... I can't move swiftly enough as I drop down to my knees to pick her up. Gazing at her face, I loop one arm under her knees, the other over her back. She's as cold as death, and barely conscious. Her pale grey eyes gaze at my with a strange combination of trust and terror. I gently pull her closer to me. "Shhh love, I got you now." "L-Liam..." Her voice shudders and her lips tremble, the cold has seeped through into her bones, and she's so tiny anyway she must be permanently cold. Walking towards the car for the baby I pull her closer to my chest. She's now flitting in and out of consciousness, but, as I hold her closer- hoping my body can give her some warmth- I feel the bump, small and distinct. Panic grips me. She's pregnant? But that baby can't be more than 9 months? In her white T-shirt I can see the bruises and cigarette burns littering her pale skin. Whatever has happened to her is beyond awful. But I'm here now. I've got her.