ONGOING FOR SPIDER MAN 4 ↳ ✹ 𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎 Gwen Stacy knows her ex-best friend Peter Parker is up to something. He was always running off and everyone assumed it was just who he was. But Gwen knew that wasn't true. She was determined to find out the truth. peter parker, 𝒎𝒄𝒖 homecoming, ffh, nwh, doomsday & spiderman 4

She talk to much, She invade to much, And she's most of all to comfortable. He's mean, He's the plug And most of all I like him.

if you are looking for bold and powerful female lead in a story, then the story my babyboy is for you. what will happen when a heartless and dangerous mafia queen meets an innocent boy? the boy who can't even hurt someone in his dream is going to meet the queen, THE MOST SCARY MAFIA QUEEN OF AISA, whose one glare is enough to destroy someone? Is the queen becoming soft towards him or will make his life living hell? IS HE REALLY INNOCENT ? this story contains mature content like murders etc. Read at your own risk. Sweethearts! it's my first book, and english is not my first language. so, please don't mind about that. it's my book, my imagination so please do not copy! The characters are going to be introduce in the story further as new characters will be added and more. THE SECOND BOOK OF THIS SERIES IS OUT NOW !

Nia never got into any trouble, she never hung around the wrong crowd. All she did was focus on school and her future. Until Caine came into her life and made it better in more ways than she ever knew she needed. This is a love story! And don't be frightened by the length. The smut, tension and everything you can think of is THERE. You don't want to miss.

In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.