Florence Graham is sweet, innocent, and bubbly. Although she has such a sweet soul, she's keeping a dark secret. Francisco De Santis is cruel, merciless, and mysterious. All his life he's felt like he's missing something. She needs help. But he needs her.

𝘖𝘳𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘤- mysterious and entrancing; beyond ordinary understanding -------------🎀🎀------------ She's never been outside of her house. It hadn't ever been a problem until now. But now she's alone. The only closure she has is a singular letter. With the sudden death of her mother, the girl makes the most irrational decision of her life; she goes outside. Too bad she ends up in the middle of a sketchy situation not even twenty minutes later. And then she meets him; she finds safety and comfort in the tall man with pretty tattoos. With his help, she begins living a life she never thought possible. Not everything is perfect though. When mysterious people begin to threaten her, she quickly realizes there was a lot more to her mother than she ever thought possible. Between a missing family, crippling anxiety, and a mysterious, brooding man, her life is bound to be anything but what she thought. -------------🎀🎀------------ Inspired by Tangled (love Rapunzel)

He gripped my waist flipping our position, my hands quickly gripping the headboard of my bed. My legs straddled his face, my cunt hovering over his mouth. He let out a breath, the cool air made my core clench. "vince this-" I moaned lifting my hips trying to move away. I could feel myself twitching in wanted pleasure. I wanted it so bad, but he- "fucking ride." ... Highest Rankings #1- fiction #1- brothersbestfriend #1- mafiaprincess #1- language #1- mobboss #1- daddyissues #1- daddysgirl #1- spicy #2- fluffandsmut #2- dominant #4- graphiccontent #3- mafiasmut #4- billionaire

MATURE!! "Do you know what a dominant and a submissive is little one?" He asked. His eyes were steady, his fingers ceased movement all together. The rain still poured around them. She managed to shake her head. He smirked the same mischievous knee wobbling smirk he wore whenever she was around. "I have the personality of a dominant, and you," he ran the pad of his thumb over her racing pulse. "You have the natural personality of submissive." Why was he telling her this? He was her employer, her boss; not some intimate lover. "Sir I don't think-" "No no little one. You're mine now." He raised his hand and tangled it in her wet hair while the other wrapped around her waist. "I have something of yours; which leads me to believe you my little one were being very naughty." Rosalinda was struggled to stand correctly. The skirt of her dress rose easier as it rubbed against his suit and the height difference between them made her tip toe. She hardly reached his shoulders; with his arms around her waist, she was forced to mold her wet body against his. "What are you talking about sir?" Rosalinda looked at him as she bit her lower lip. He lowered his head till their lips were nearly an inch apart. "I have your wet panties in my pocket."

[..] "Are you always this difficult ?" Cole let his arms down along his body and Alyssa instinctively backed away except she had no more room to cower in, her ass was already digging into the cold, hard counter. "Does it bother you ?" She found it thrilling to irate him and see his reactions, she was clearly chasing that fear and excitement he delivered. On top of that, she was sure he could not follow through with his intentions. His chest swelled, making him bigger if that was even possible and then slouched over her, planting each hand on either side of her body, trapping her between him and the sinks. He wasn't touching her, he wasn't hurting her in any way, he wasn't doing anything other than that. Alyssa relieved some of her weight on her hands, then bent back to avoid his upper body meeting hers. "It doesn't bother me at all, Alyssa." Fuck, calling my name again. Alyssa fluttered her eyes, losing her wits to the sound of his voice. "As I said before, I like it, which explains my earlier statement. You shamelessly infected my mind tonight and I hardly performed." [...] ----------------------------------------------------- What does a cute, dainty, petite woman interested in the BDSM lifestyle hopes to find when she visits the prestigious Hellhound Club ? A gentle Dom ? A Daddy Dom ? A Master ? Alyssa's deceiving looks might fool others, but not HIM. Master Cole, the toughest, most scrupulous and skilled Sadist, quickly got his eyes on her. She was the delicious treat his hands were aching to ravage, and he was the agonizing instrument of all her fantasies. As her passion lies in screams, Alyssa would do anything to please him, anything for his touch, anything for his love, anything for his ... Kiss.

-'๑'- She's broken. Tired. Hurt. Aria Sky is an innocent 20 year old girl that works at the 'Un Beau Café'. She loves it there. Everyone see's that she's always happy and smiling, no worry's or bad things happening in her life. Or so you think that. Behind that mask she is a broken, insecure girl that gets abused by her horrible ex. She has to work to get money, just for him to take it for himself. She has to do everything around the house, and if she gets something wrong she gets punished. She just wants to escape the living hell she's in. Matteo Bianchi is a cold, ruthless, emotionless man. He has no time for relationships or for caring for anyone. He is the most powerful and dangerous person you can ever meet. He is the leader for the 'Black vipers', the most well known gang in the world. Everyone's heard of him, and everyone is terrified of him. You might just want to avoid this man as much as you can. So what happens when Aria meets him for the first time but not the way she expected? Will they ever find love for each other? Read on and find out!! <3 『••✎••』 This is all my (angelicbbyx) own ideas and my own story that I made up. Please don't steal anything from this story. Thank you. Any pictures are also not mine.

Feeling broken. Feeling useless. I thought that I could just fix myself. But it turns out that I am not strong enough. And he had to be the one to fix me. A psychopath... *IN THE PROCESS OF EDITING AND CLEANING UP THE STORYLINE BEFORE PUBLISHING THE SEQUEL :')*

Not even one night passes by when the nightmares don't visit him. He learned to live with them, hide them deeply, accept all the guilt of the things he did and of the things he didn't do. And he found a home with the Riders. But Wood is simply incomplete, empty and he thinks that he will stay like that forever, a worthy punishment for his unworthiness. He was wrong. She was sold as a sex toy and used as one for years. Sick men came for her, made her hurt, scream, cry. But she had to survive, she had to be strong to get out. And she did. She became an automaton, a doll with a thousand faces all to go back to the thing that mattered most to her. And when her door was finally broken down, she found a dark, haunting man standing there. She was free.

"Isn't she your toy?" "Yeah, but she's more than that." ** Gunner Drake Archer, the son of a retired Red Hooder, your average bad boy after a death that will forever mess with his head. Nothing means anything to Gunner anymore, not even his own family, which obviously, as every other bad boy, means he has to fulfill his boredom with girls. Making them fall in love with him before he breaks their hearts. Lily May Grace. Your beautiful, kind sweetheart who wouldn't hurt a fly. A girl who grew up with rainbows and sunshine's, until the worse. Her only goal is to find out who killed her wealthy beloved parents that were adored by everyone around them. Here's where an old friend that was banned from being her friend growing up comes in.