Aaliyah Winston has built a life she loves-one filled with ambition, independence, and a touch of adventure. But nothing prepares her for Nicholas Walsh, the enigmatic mafia boss whose piercing gaze and lethal charm unravel her carefully laid plans. Their connection is instant, a slow-burning fire that refuses to be extinguished. But Nicholas's world is not one of fairy tales. It's a world of power, deception, and ruthless enemies lurking in the shadows. As a rival gang close in and secrets begin to unravel, Aaliyah is faced with an impossible choice-walk away before it's too late or risk everything for a love as intoxicating as it is dangerous.

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

Aaliyah Parker is the queen of her own little world at Oakridge High in the heart of New York City. She's not the most popular girl in school, but her charm, kindness, and radiant smile make her everyone's favorite person to be around. Life is steady and uncomplicated-until she gets paired for a project with the one boy who's the opposite of her calm existence. Alessandro "Sandro" Moretti is the school's golden boy. Star soccer player, heir to his family's famous Italian restaurant chain, and the boy every girl obsess over, Sandro is used to getting what he wants. Beneath his confident exterior, though, he's always been fascinated by Aaliyah-the girl who's never seemed affected by his charm. When they're assigned to work together for a semester-long English project, sparks fly in unexpected ways. Sandro's relentless teasing and affectionate Italian nicknames-bella (beautiful), stellina (little star), sole mio (my sunshine)-start to chip away at Aaliyah's walls. But as she gets closer to him, she begins to see that Sandro's life isn't as perfect as it seems. Can Aaliyah handle the pressures of being in Sandro's spotlight? And will Sandro's growing obsession with Aaliyah scare her away-or pull her closer than she ever thought possible?

"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍, it's cute," I compliment draping my arms around his neck. "You think so?" He asks. "Yes, yes I do." "Only for you then tesoro," he pecks my jaw. When he says that I feel my heart do a million flips over and over again, his words beginning to play through my head as I stare at the man in shock. Only for you. .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. 𝐙𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 She's a woman of a traumatic past. Sold to the Mafia at the age of seven. It's not something easy to have been experiencing, especially after having your mother pass away only two years before. But of course with every traumatic past brings out a strong, bold and undeniably attractive woman. One who is feared in the dangerous underworld of the mafia. .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. ❝ I want to be in your mind every waking moment, your heart and fucking soul. The same way you're in mine. ❞ Started - 06/07/22 Finished - 22/12/22

❝Come on beautiful, how long are you going to pretend that I'm not the reason for that❞ His eyes glide down my body and stop at my thighs that had mindlessly pressed themselves together. "When you stop pretending I'm not the reason for that" I gesture towards his legs this time, his thighs parted and the hard erection showing through his pants. I can't help but clear my throat at the print. He stands up, with no shame. Not even trying to cover or adjust himself, he only walks towards me as I sit on the chair in his office. With the nudge of his foot, he parts my legs so he can step between them, lifting my chin with his index finger and I meet those enchanting eyes. He leans closer to my ear and his hand finds its place on my thigh, causing my skin to become warmer. "I'm not pretending beautiful, I will happily admit you're the one that gets me this hard any day." Grace Kennedy is smart, beautiful and kind. She's studying to become a doctor one day but before she can afford all the expenses, she works with her mother in her family's bakery. Mariano is a man of charms and far too handsome for his own good. Emerald green eyes that could be mistaken for the actual jewel itself. His entire life revolved around his four year old daughter and his younger brother. Grace couldn't ignore how shy she felt around him as she grew to see him even more. Doing her best to keep the charming man at arm's length, it was hard to do when he knew exactly how to rile her up. She was his Beautiful Addiction. Extended Description in Introduction!

- ᴀ ʙᴡᴀᴍ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴍɪɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ. ʜᴇ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱ. "ᴡᴀɪᴛ," ɪ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴀꜱ ɪ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. "ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ," ɪ ᴍᴜᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ. "ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴇᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ. ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴜꜱꜱʏ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ, ꜱᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ. ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇ," ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇᴅ, ᴘʟᴀᴄɪɴɢ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ. ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴀʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ᴍᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ. "ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙʟᴀᴍᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟ ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ɪᴛ ᴇᴀꜱɪᴇʀ," ʜᴇ ꜱᴀɪᴅ, ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ. ʜɪɢʜᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ #1 18ᴀɴᴅᴜᴘ #10 ʏᴀᴋᴜᴢᴀ

Book #2 of the "Falling" book series Warning: Mature (18+) Content! #2 in Graphic 2022 #1 in Sexualtension 2023 #1 in Wealthy 2022 #1 in Therapy 2022 #1 in Explicit 2024 #2 in Sexual 2022 #2 in Past 2022 #38 in Trauma 2022 #8 in BWWM 2022 #10 in Drama 2022 #5 in Violence 2022 #3 in Lovestory 2023 #92 in Romance 2023 #35 in Steamy 2023 **** 25 year old Aya Claire has always loved helping people, which is why she became a Therapist. She has several clients, but none of them draw her in like the handsomely broken Declan Isaacs does. Now 26 years old, Declan Isaacs is still learning to cope with past trauma. After his old Therapist passes away, he is referred to a new a Therapist, who just so happens to catch his attention. **** Can Aya resist the forbidden and undeniable attraction she feels towards her client, all while trying to teach him how to cope with his past trauma? Will Declan ever be able to eradicate the ghosts of his past that continuously haunt him? Find out in this sexy forbidden love story when Aya and Declan encounter one another.

When Aurora Jones is forced into an arranged marriage with Dimitri Romanov, the cold, feared leader of the Russian mafia, her quiet world is turned upside down. Sweet, innocent, and completely unprepared for the dangerous life she's thrown into, Aurora becomes a pawn in a game far bigger than herself. Dimitri is used to control. To silence. To blood. What he's not used to... is someone like her. She's soft where he's hard. Kind where he's cruel. And her innocence? It tempts him in ways he never thought possible. But the more he tries to keep her at arm's length, the more she slips through the cracks. She doesn't know what she does to him when she smiles. When she blushes. When she innocently tests his control. And in a world of loyalty, danger, and hidden enemies... love was never part of the deal.

The only thing I had was the mirror and any time I even dared to look down, he'd go faster, forcing me to look up at him. "Look at you taking all of me like the slut you are," He rasped darkly, desire leaking from his every word as he moves my hair to one side. "You like having me all the way inside you, huh?" I looked down, not being able to handle the pleasure rushing through me just because of the words he just said and the intense eye contact he coerced me into. My degradation kink wasn't doing me any good right now. I was floating in the air, gravity had no application to me whatsoever and I couldn't even feel my insides, it felt as if every part of me was rearranged. "Look at me or I'll stop," Atlas commanded. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 has always been about following her dreams, not letting anyone or anything get in her way. All she's ever wanted was to save people, to help the people who are hurting. What happens when one night changes her whole life? When someone threatens her life with nothing more than a gun to her head. One person who was seemingly in control of everything. As she struggles to leave her past in the past, she comes across the problem of it all, 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐎. But is he really as bad as she makes him out to be? ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

****UNDER CONSTRUCTION***** "It's simple, Livvie." Storm began, walking up to me in slow and long strides. "Just follow three rules." My cold body shivered. "W-What three rules?" He help up one finger. "Don't look at another man." He held up a second. "And don't talk to another man." He placed both of his hands on both sides of my face. It was crazy how afraid I was of him, but how soothing his touch was. "What about the third rule?" "You better pray to whatever god there is out there that men do the same. Or else," he pointed his gun to the dead body of the man that had only been nice to me yesterday. "This is what will happen to them." #1 in bwwm #1 in interracial