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π†πžπ­πšπ°πšπ² |πŸπŸ–+ by bazookah
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𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐑𝐒𝐜𝐑 𝐬𝐑𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐀𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚π₯ 𝐰𝐒𝐭𝐑 𝐭𝐑𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐒π₯, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 π›πž 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐑𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐒𝐦𝐬𝐞π₯𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘡𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷π˜ͺ𝘀π˜ͺ𝘰𝘢𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - πƒπšπ«π€ 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - π„π§πžπ¦π’πžπ¬ 𝐭𝐨 π₯𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - π…π¨π«π›π’πππžπ§. - π‘πžπ―πžπ§π πž.
Assassin's Secret by BlueIvy3108
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18+ mafia romance She is a daughter of the American Gang leader, a girl that can seduce and kill. But her secrets are bigger than anyone can imagine. She doesn't bow down to anyone, even to him. He is an heir to an Italian Mafia. Ruthless, stubborn, a killer. The devil himself. Everyone is scared of him, everyone but her. ....... His body is against mine, pressed to the wall. "Are you really going to kill me, right here, right now?" He whispered into my ear, his voice so deep, so intoxicating. My knife is definitely cutting through his skin right now. "Wouldn't be my first time." I respond. "Oh, I dont doubt that amore mio."
Tied Between Two Worlds || book 3 by ShanayJones629
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"You're attracted to me Royalty, face it for fuck sakes," he said while taking another step closer toward me. "I'm not attracted to men Enzo especially not you, my enemy," I stated and he started shaking his head with a bitter laugh. "Oh really?" he asked "Yes. I'm into women and I have a girlfriend" I said "You weren't saying that when I was buried deep inside you last night now were you?" "This conversation is finished Lorenzo," I said and before I could walk past him he grabbed me by my throat and backed me up against the wall. "You know I can easily break your fucking arms right?" I asked while glaring into his beautiful eyes. Fuck what's wrong with me "Yeah you could but I need my arms to pin you down while I'm pounding in and out of your wetness," he said and I could feel my pussy getting wet. He smirked when I squeezed my legs together. Fuck, I hate him. "You're my enemy" I whispered "And you're my enemy too but that's not going to stop me from fucking the life in and out of you," he said Lorenzo De Luca what spell did you cast on me "What is it going to be Regina?" he asked "I hate you so bad," I said as I stared at his lips that were light pink. His lips curled into a panty dropping smirk and I looked up into his eyes. "Good because I hate you too," he said as his hands went to my hips. In one quick move he lifted me up and I wrapped my legs and arms around him after he released my throat. He leaned in as his eyes flickered between my eyes and my lips. "I need your consent miss Valentino" he whispered. ____________________________ Third book of the Valentino series @Erotic_ideas came out with the name of the book Book cover by me
A Touch of Sin |18+| by onlyshannon
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After spending a night together, Alani never expected to see Valerio again. That is, until three months later when their paths meet once more. "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 π’˜π’†π’•, π‘¨π’π’‚π’π’Š," 𝒉𝒆 π’”π’‚π’Šπ’… π’”π’π’‡π’•π’π’š, π’π’Šπ’‘π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 π’Šπ’π’•π’ π’Žπ’š π’π’†π’„π’Œ. π‘½π’‚π’π’†π’“π’Šπ’ π’˜π’‚π’” 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 π’•π’π’–π’„π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’†, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 π’˜π’‚π’”. π‘―π’Šπ’” π’‡π’Šπ’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’”π’π’Šπ’‘π’‘π’†π’… 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 π’Žπ’š π’„π’π’Šπ’•, π’‡π’Šπ’π’…π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’š 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 π’˜π’‰π’†π’“π’† 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 π’Žπ’š 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅. 𝑰 𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 π’…π’π’˜π’, π’”π’†π’†π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’…π’Šπ’”π’‚π’‘π’‘π’†π’‚π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Šπ’π’•π’ π’Žπ’š π’π’‚π’„π’š π’–π’π’…π’†π’“π’˜π’†π’‚π’“. 𝑰 π’”π’Žπ’Šπ’“π’Œπ’†π’… - 𝑰 π’π’Šπ’Œπ’†π’… π’‰π’π’˜ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’π’π’π’Œπ’†π’….