{TAKEN DOWN FOR PUBLISHING} Join the discord to know more/read the last chapter for the announcement. Discord link on my bio. +18 MATURE CONTENT "Even The Wicked Needs Love." ELIO MARINO, also known as IL MALVAGIO 'The Wicked' is a man whose presence alone is enough to evoke a silence more sinister than the one from a graveyard. Nothing could shake him, or so he believed. ZAHRA FAIZAN was trouble. Growing up with men who treated bullets like sugar cubes, she has risen from the streets and created the most notorious gang of thieves in the whole of Italy, but after a job gone wrong, she finds herself and her crew held captive by The Wicked, and she would do just about anything to take advantage of it. Even if it was as foolish as performing the biggest heist her gang has ever gotten to dream of. Little did she know she was about to be thrust right into a wicked world, wicked than the one she had once known. Could she tame the wicked and bring him to his ruin? Or tame him and keep him to herself? After all, even the wicked needs love.

Alexandrea Castillo enters her freshman year of college with one thought-the opportunity to completely reinvent herself. It doesn't take long to realize acquiescing to campus life with a small town mentality can potentially wreak more havoc than harmony. This recent acquired freedom has her trotting treacherous terrain, and not only into the arms of someone who majored in flirtation and Faulkner. Torn between an illicit relationship capable of diving into the depths of her emotional abyss, and ridding herself of the heartache presumed to have vanished in the rear view becomes impossible. Especially when life take an unexpected turn for the worse. best ranking: #2 in chicklit #2 in freshman #2 grief

"I knew you weren't innocent the second I looked into your eyes, all I saw was chaos, your evilness and most of all, dirtiness waiting for you to release." He smirked while his cold veiny hands slid itself against my waist. While sitting on his lap, I leaned in his ear moving my hips in his hard cock while he grunted. "You know every innocent girl is just the dirtiest ones in disguise." I whisper in his ear as his hands made its way up my back and unclipped my bra as my nails softly played with his necklace, his wet hair dripping onto my shirt. ♡︎♡♡︎ Venus Cyril and her abusive father recently moved to New York. While trying to fit in, Venus and some of her new friends decided to sneak out as a joke, but ended up boarding a train and move a few states away to start a new life without telling anyone...that was the plan until they got kidnapped by one of the biggest mafia's in the world. ⚠︎︎WARNING CONTAINS: MURDER, SUICIDE, SMUT, ABUSE, TRAUMA, ETC 18+⚠︎︎

What happens when the soft girl lands right in the hands of a Psychopathic demon. Athena Sanchez is your typical sweet girl. Pretty, hardworking, soft, friendly with a little fire and over all normal. She lives with her best friend in New York and is happy with life. Lucien Stephanov is the total opposite and in the worst kind of way, he kills mercilessly and runs the biggest Russian Mafia of our time. He is devastatingly beautiful, with hard muscles and green eyes. Lucien made a deal with the Italian mob to supply and sell them three high powered US nukes, unfortunately for Lucien his french enemy ambushed his shipment and stole the nukes. Forced to leave the confines of his office, Lucien finds himself in America on the hunt for three guys with three boxes, what he finds however is one box, not with a nuke but with the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen wrapped like a gift in it. How did she get there? And what happens when she awakens. ____________________ Follow them on their toxic, hate to love, villain gets the girl, story. This is a slow burn book.

"My eyes widened when I felt arms sneak around my waist trapping me in his hold. I felt his breath down my neck bringing me goosebumps. I had a tough time breathing feeling how close we were. "You can not hide from me" Highest Rank: #12 in werewolf #1 God #1 phoenix #1 Lycanthrope #33 Mysterious @tarietash " Good work you are one of the best creative authors!" @blueDani_ "Your story is really cool! keep writing!! :)" @valerie128 "I love this story!" @nana88b "I'm literally in love with your writing and your book. You're very talented. Update soon, please!"

⚠️ MATURE STORY⚠️ "Now, why is a little girl getting involved in the devil's playing field. Didn't daddy ever tell you not to play with the big boys. But now that I'm here, you have nothing to fear. Except for when you disobey me. Got it?" I whispered into her ear as I forced her down on my lap. Her small lips parted open as she let out an audible gasp as my hands ran over her slim waist. Abandoned by a selfish society, Arabella shuts the world out to focus on bettering her future only to capture the eyes of some of most dangerous men. Her paths are about to become entwined by 2 powerful men both from different walks of life, but both with a deadly obsession with the naive little girl lost in a man's world of business. And little did she know that she became theirs the moment their eyes found hers. Warning ⚠️ this story contains bad language, sexual content, violence and drug use.

"Aren't we a match made in heaven?" He said with a smirk on his face.The devil himself speaking about heaven,he internally laughed at the thought. "Well that's quite ironic,don't you think?" "What's ironic?"He knew exactly what Flora was talking about but he wanted to taunt her, he wanted her to awknowledge his title. "The devil himself saying he and his future wife are a match made in heaven. A more suiting phrase would be a match made in hell, Don't you think?" "Wow,you're a fast learner,aren't you love?" Flora didn't know why but everytime he said that word she couldn't think straight,he knew how her breathing got shallower and that she got flustered anytime he called her love and so he did it every chance he got. He loved seeing her like that. *Mature Language* started : June 2021

I whimpered as I felt the cold metal touched my back. I know he's an ass but I never thought he would go as far as hurting me physically. I looked at him as he strayed towards me. "You're not going anywhere, babe."he said. He pulled my hair up and started licking my neck. Sucking it and biting. "P..please Tyler. S..stop this.", I said between my sobs. I can still feel the excruciating pain at my back but his kisses on my neck are somehow helping decrease the pain. I hate myself for thinking like this. "Say it.. say sorry for talking back at me.", he whispered menacingly. I looked at him ridiculously but immediately regretted it. "Ha. So you won't say sorry?" Without waiting for my response, he turned me to face the wall. He was holding my arms at my back. I winced when he tightened his grip. I yelped when he lift my skirt and slapped my back. "Fuck.", I groaned as I felt the sting on my lower back spread. A tear escaped my eyes, followed by a train of tears. "P-please.. Tyler..stop this.", I begged. "Ha? That's not what I wanted to hear." For the second time, he slapped my ass. It was so loud that it almost echoed in my empty room. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands slowly caressing my skin. I feel sore already. "Do you want to say something?" I bit my lower lip and tossed my pride out of the window. "I.. I'm sorry Tyler." I heard him snicker. "Sorry for what?" This is so frustrating. Yet I can't do anything but beg. "I.. I'm sorry for r-raising my voice and talking back at you." i said between my sobs. "What else?" I closed my eyes as I hear my heart beats faster. He yanked my hair. "What else?! "I'm sorry for.." I swallowed the big lump on my throat. "I'm sorry for.. n-not letting you touch m-me." "Good little step sis.", he patted my head. I heard him snicker before he pulled me for a hard kiss.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

| The Mafia Boss and His Submissive | BWWM #1: SINNER'S TRAP An unsuspecting flame in each other's life. One is continuously looking over their shoulder to ensure that they are on track for the future they have envisioned since they were a child. Despite the countless times they've been disappointed, they have all the love and understanding in the world - an enigma. Because of their own past, the other is barred from ever having what they crave. The majority of relationships are bound in transactionality and they yearn for more. Despite being served every conventional need on a platter, they are unable to obtain the one thing they want. Total opposites that fulfill the urges of the others paradox - they should take the chance. It should be easy? ----- He groans into my right ear, "Come on babygirl, beg for it." He takes his hands away, a bitter shriek of irritation rising from the pits of my stomach. With spread thighs and a dripping pussy, his hands grasped my straightened hair and pulled my head back. I couldn't grip onto anything with my hands suspended above my head and my feet held by restraints in the flooring. I was going mad. My weak pleasured cries falling on deaf ears. He kissed the exposed skin on my back, now covered in a small sheen of sweat barely holding up the bra he cut loose like a rope. A weak shriek escapes my mouth as he pinches my right nipple while playfully twisting the other. "Please. Fuck. Please." I start, but the words get stuck in my throat. A few seconds pass as though he expects me to elaborate. I could barely think. His fingers return to my pussy - slender and long; the ring finger softly stroked the one spot inside me that could send me over the edge crashing, while his thumb rubbed my clit in small circles. "You can do so much better babygirl. You want me to make you cum?" He asks, and is met with an immediate nod. "Then address me by my name and fucking beg for it like you mean it." ----- MATURE CONTENT. NOT EDITED