"That's your fucking problem right there, Kai." "You want me to keep chasing you and I'm not doing that shit no more." He spat, looking into my eyes as I looked back into his. "You want to leave without letting me explain, then go ahead and leave, Kai." "I'm not stopping you." "But if you want this shit, Kai.." "Then come get it." He spoke sternly, unbuttoning his button down shirt as I stood there in shock, turning around completely to look up at him. Taking his shirt off, I watched as he stripped himself down as his muscular, tall, fit figure appeared and I can't say this man wasn't drop dead fine. Though I was so mad at him in this moment, my mouth dropped, looking at how good he looked. "I'm done chasing your ass, bruh." "You want me, come get me."

As he leaned in closer, I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face and his tempting lips mere inches away from mine. Our eyes locked onto each other, unable to look away as the tension between us grew stronger. We both knew what was about to happen, and the anticipation was almost unbearable. His tone was low and intimate, "Ana, there were times I couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness. It wasn't just missing an old friend; it was missing you. I didn't realize how much you truly meant to me until you were no longer around. Life felt duller without you." His lips brushed against mine in a kiss that felt both familiar and the appeal of an uncertain future. The world around us disappeared, leaving only the heartbeat of a moment that whispered of what could be. His lips were a perfect combination of softness and a hint of rough passion. His muscular arm encircled my waist, pulling me into his lap. Our lips moved together as if they were made for each other. Dante's warmth, coupled with the musky undertones of his cologne, enveloped my senses. A surge of desire awakened a long-forgotten greed, a craving I hadn't felt in years. Every subtle collision of our chests sent a shiver through me. Beneath the fabric of my shirt, my nipples hardened under my shirt. Each brush of his lips ignited a cascade of tingles, electrifying sensations that traveled every inch of my body. Stifling a moan became a battle against the ripples of pleasure he effortlessly stirred within me. As we pulled away, I met Dante's eyes, his eyes held a depth of longing, a silent plea for more. I only could hope that the same didn't show within mine. The line between friendship and something more had blurred. Our eyes met in a shared acknowledgment. Emotions of embarrassment and guilt collided within me, an internal lecture echoing amidst the tense air. "Dante," I began, my voice a whisper, "You need to take me home." #1 in possessive 6/16/24

In which a teenage girl sets her sights on the mafia don, and innocently seduces him. . . . . . . . . . . She gets what she wants because no one dares to refuse the Principessa. But when they can't give her the one thing she wants, she gets it herself. . . . . . . . . . . 19 year old Giana is beautiful, sweet and convey's innocence. Giana is also bratty, spoiled and manipulative. What happens when she's sent to live with La Famigilia after her own family dies? She craves the one man she can't have. The man that is to take care of her. The man that will always give her what she wants, yet the same man that tells her she can't have him. But like the brat she is, she doesn't listen. . . . . . . . . . . - Forbidden romance - Age gap - Dark mafia romance - Explicit sexual content Highest Ranks #1 in Spoiled #1 in Seduction #1 in SpoiledBrat

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

L A N I Generous. Kind. Ray of sunshine. Lani always got what she wanted. Ethically, of course. Yet, the one man she craves refuses to turn his head towards her. Unkempt feelings for him grow day by day, and his being her brother's best friend is the roadblock she isn't strong enough to lift. But if he sees her with another man, will things spiral in the direction she wants? C A L L U M Blunt. Observant. Grumpy. Callum's only goal really is to become captain of the Chicago Eagles hockey team. The concept of love is foreign to him, and yet he feels compelled to accept the deal Lani imposes, seeing that his reputation will skyrocket once the relationship leaves their inner circle. But is this truly what he wants? Of course it is; love is trivial and has no space for someone like him. Ever. After an accident forces girl group singer Lani Warren on a year-long hiatus, she finds it the perfect time to admit to her childhood friend how she feels before her group's comeback. The idea seems great in theory, but what she doesn't foresee is the imposing appearance of the man her brother hates, Callum Livernois. They don't know each other and don't want to get to know each other. But striking a mutually beneficial deal requiring them to fake date doesn't sound all that bad after brief deliberation. Nothing will happen, and they won't ever be each other's catalyst in romance. Right? ©girlwounds

Señor Jefe [trans. Mr Boss] They used to be best friends for 12 years, that was until he disappeared into thin air. 4 years later they meet again and he quickly leaves her the next morning, this time with two special gifts arriving nine months later. Madison Clarke - At 21 years old, she's just starting out her life which is thrown into chaos as soon as she reunites for one night with the man who broke her, the man who was supposed to be her best friend. Santiago Hernández - His name is synonymous with the likes of those before him, who have worked their way up through the ranks of the cartels to be the best. At 22 years old, he's the most feared, the most respected, the most ruthless cartel leader in America. But he wasn't always that way. Follow their journey through their ups and downs, their highs and lows, all while loving the two precious ones who bring them back together, igniting the flame between them. Completed - 6th September 2020

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

[-] "He saw all the stars in the solar system in her eyes." ••••••• Delani Taylor is the type of girl who wears silk ribbons in her hair and sketches anything and everything. She's blunt and straightforward; except for when comes to her feeling about her best friend. The sweetest boy who could always make the most trouble, and always listens to one person; his best friend. August Beckham had many happy places the stars, the hidden field of flowers behind the school, but most importantly; his best friend. ••••••• "Delani, Imma cum." I grit through my teeth. It was at the point I had to close my eyes because if I continues to watch at her ride me I would cum in a matter of seconds. "Can you hold it for me? I'm almost there baby, I promise." She saids through shallow breaths. My legs start to tremor as I threw my head back against the comforter when I feel her tighten around me, "Fuck I-" I felt a tinge of embarrassment when my words turn into a whimper. "You're doing so good, August. So fucking good." She moans. ••••••• Book Two of the Beloved Series Can be my read as a stand alone. 6/16/22- 1/1/23

He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? *** As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?" "That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath. "But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp. "Stop moving, Mrs Grey!" "No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?" "I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's. "It means the same!" She rolls her eyes. "I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist. "So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

♡♡♡ Natasha smith was always known as the 'quiet girl', she has a tight circle of childhood friends, and spends her days buried in books. Due to her anxiety she's always struggled making friends and putting herself out there but now's the perfect opportunity to learn how too. Ezra white was your typical bad boy, resting bitch face, lots of tattoos, has a motorbike and hates everyone except his friends. Ezra has always been Nat's number 1 protector, always there when she needs him. Now there's another thing about these two childhood best friends that they don't know about each other. They've both been in love with each other since they could remember but are both too scared and stubborn to admit it to one another. Them and the rest of their friends all make it into NYU and are about to move into their new apartments. New school year, new environment, possibly new friends? So many new opportunities are about to rise, new challenges, new people. So where does that leave the two oblivious in love idiots? ♡♡♡ "You know I'd never let anything happen to you sweetheart. I've always got your back." He comes and sits next to me, he also leans his back against the headboard next to me. "Even when I annoy you?" A small smile threatens my lips. "Even when you annoy me." "Even when I eat the last slice of pizza?" "Even when you eat the last slice of pizza." He's now full on smirking at me, so much I can see his dimples. "I'm guessing you're staying?" I looked up at him slightly. He gives me a smile before looking through my draws finding my snacks and tv control. "You bet your sweet ass I am." I let out a laugh as he turned on the tv. I also snatch my blue sour patch kids from him. Knowing him he'd eat all of them. ♡♡♡