She thought he was her college professor. Reality check: he was anything but. ~~~ 🖤 ~~~ Ellora Davis is an average college student, naive of the dangers of the world outside. Her only worries are solving not-too-easy physics problems and dealing with her strict mother's wrath. And ignoring the unusual liking she has towards her Physics Professor. Cold, ruthless, sinfully beautiful and a dangerous teacher, he is the flame to her moth. But Ellora has no intention to do anything about it. That makes it just a simple crush, completely harmless, right? Sure, for three years it was harmless. Until one night caught up in the snow amidst drunkards, changes everything for Ellora and her tiny, little, harmless crush. She soon realizes, he is much more than just a professor in a world renowned University. He holds secrets darker and wilder than her worst nightmares. And that night among the drunkards, sets in motion a series of events, which makes Ellora spiral closer to her professor than she ever imagined. And soon her life gets intertwined with his, in a dark game that changes Ellora Davis's life forever. ~~~ 🖤 ~~~ Content warning : this story contains scenes dealing with rape and violence which might be triggering for some readers. *This is not your usual teacher-student romance.* **All pictures used belongs to their rightful owners** **Updates Frequently***

Bailey Willow's been through things that no seventeen year old should go through. But she doesn't care as long as when she turns eighteen, she gets to escape her toxic life. When things finally start looking up, everything goes wrong and she lands herself in the mansion of the notorious mafia leader, Adrian Black. ----- *THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE SCENES (aka smut for y'all thirsty people like me) BUT THE MATURE CONTENT CAN BE SKIPPED IF DESIRED, THERE WILL BE A WARNING* TRIGGER WARNINGS: depictions of panic attacks, violence, and strong language. (will also be mentioned at the top of each chapter if there is something potentially triggering) ---- RANKINGS: #1 in sadstory | 22.3K stories | March 30, 2021 #1 in knives | 2K stories | Feb 1, 2021 #1 in sad | 265K stories | March 6, 2022 #8 in broken | 57.2K stories | Feb 14, 2021 #1 in story | 242K stories | March 9, 2021 #1 in scars | 1.9K stories | March 14, 2021 #2 in badboy | 100K stories | April 11, 2021 #28 in romance | 1.3M stories | April 12, 2021 #6 in teenfiction | 201K stories | April 12, 2021 #6 in anger | 21.6K stories | June 1, 2021 #2 in drugs | 64.8K stories | May 21, 2024 First Published: December 23rd, 2020 Date Finished: March 9th, 2021 Date Tattoos and Scars was Originally Published: May 10th, 2020

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."

There's a thin line between good and evil. Good. Azalea Blanc in one word. Although she is constantly surrounded by crime, she never lets it alters her kind ways. When her job is to deliver food daily to all of the locked-up criminals in the crime capital of New York, she's used to seeing the darkness that can lay within people. Evil. Reese Ricci in one word. He rules the world of crime, killing and smiling in the color of red. By no means is he a kind man. He's ruthless, dangerous, and heartless. That is until he gets captured and thrown into a cell, and a certain girl enters to give him food. While Azalea tempts him into the light, Reese tempts her into the dark. And Azalea quickly realizes, Evil might just taste better than good.

"I-I should be heading to my room now." I told him not in anyway ready to face him. "Turn around." He instructed. "Your fiancee may w-wake up soon to use t-the bathroom or discover no ones t-there." This would definitely not be a good look. Stop stuttering, I mentally chanted. "She won't." Was his response. "Please, I must head back to my r-room." I informed him, it had already been too long since we were in the bathroom alone. "You won't be getting out of here until you comply with my instructions." He informed. What game was he playing! I obliged and did what he said slowly turning around with my eyes tightly. *********** Unedited! Exclusively signed to wattpad.

''Sweetheart you'd do well to listen to me when I say you're mine. Do you understand?'' He said, his eyes flashing with anger. Well I was just as enraged. Who the fuck did he think he was? ''Excuse me mister I don't know who the hell you think you are but you cannot boss me around like that and secondly I'm not an object you can't walk around like you own me." I ranted and turned around to walk back to our table when strong arms wrapped around me preventing me from doing so. His arms were on my waist trapping me in a death grip as I felt his lips near my ear. ''Wrong answer." he whispered huskily. I shivered. ___________________________________________ Corina Rodriguez had a normal life or so she thought until she made eye contact with the ruthless mafia boss Antonio Martinez. As soon as Antonio's eyes land on the beauty that is Corina He decides he wants her and he gets what he wants. He's determined to not let her go. ~~ Give this story a chance you won't regret it💘 This is an R-rated book so if you're not comfortable with reading that then please don't read this book:) DISCLAIMER: I was 15 when I wrote this book so there are errors in it and I'm not proud of it. Maybe I'll re-write it some day. If you don't wanna read, leave by all means but NO ACRIMONIOUS COMMENTS. If you can't comply with this rule then don't bother reading my book.

**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

I was running...running endlessly trying to find the door in this long dark hallway At the end of the hallway i finally found the front door ' i finally escaped ' i thought as i made it through the door into the front of the house I ran, ran as fast as my tiny legs could allow me to move...as i reached the front gate my body froze in fear All i heard was a dark chuckle from Him. My kidnapper, the person whom i longed to get away from *Clap* *Clap* *Clap* "Good job bambina" he says as he walks closer toward me " I-Im sorry " i mutter as tears start flowing from my eyes " awh sweetheart whats with the tears ? " he says as he wipes my tears with his thumbs " P-please dont h-hurt me " i say as he picks me up and puts me over his shoulder " Sorry princess but you tried to escape " he says coldly " dont cry i wont hurt you to bad " " i warned you " he says darkly... His Will, His Way

The darkness in his eyes, the dangerous smell of alcohol in his breath, and his deathly grip keeping me bound to him made my heart pound in my chest and my body quiver beneath him. Shamefully, it wasn't anything that I wasn't used to, because...the things I let him do to me? When he was frustrated, annoyed, and angry at the world, I was here to be his pound of flesh. In return, he masked the void of my loneliness because for months, that was the transaction of our relationship. He'd pin me to the wall, bend me over the counter, pull my hair, slap me, choke me, and I enjoyed every second of it because in that moment, it finally felt good to be powerless. Irony is a funny thing. I enjoyed being in pain because it made me forget how much I was hurting. *** "I warned you, doll." His voice strikes a string of chills down the base of my spine, a reminder that all of the time in the world could pass, and he's still not letting go. This is where the good girl in me dies. "You're mine now," he whispers. *** My name is Mercy-Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree. His name is Marcel-Marcello Saldívar. However, at the time, I didn't know that he, the heir to the Saldívar Mafia empire, was the man that I had blindly offered myself to. As smart as I am, I was stupid all the times when it actually mattered. After all, he did warn me that he was dangerous. I just didn't think he could be much worse than my thug of a brother. I was vulnerable-naive. My name is Mercy, and I belong to him. My name is Mercy, and I am The Mafia's Mercy. ⚠️ Content Advisory: This is a DARK Romance novel, in every sense of the word. It DOES contains DARK themes that may be triggering. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised.

The Saints' Trilogy: Book One 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐛 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫 -Can be read as a stand alone- The daughter of the Italian mob boss, Gianna Romano is one of the top lawyers in the world. She despises the mafia and having to clean up the mess her deranged brother is leaving. Leonid Ivanov is the pakhan of the Bratva. He is falsely charged with the murder of a well-known billionaire. The Italian mob boss offers his daughter's assistance because it is his son that is behind the murder. Leonid is captivated by Gianna the moment he meets her and has no intention of letting her go so easily. While falling for the demanding, obstinate lawyer with commitment issues, he makes excuses to keep her close. Even her murderous brother who is after them won't stop him from having her. He'll do anything to have her. - *STORY IS UNEDITED* *ALL PICTURES USED ARE NOT MINE AND WERE FOUND ON PINTEREST* !!! WARNING !!! This story contains mature scenes and language!!!