𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗴𝗲🖤

Maya Sokolov runs away from home. At the airport she meets Joshua Stewart. She a mafia princess and he a FBI Agent. What will happen? This is a fanfiction of Legacy of God by Rina Kent.

His fingers slide in my wet pussy, fucking me hard. I continue grinding on him, fully aware my ass and pussy are being repeatedly exposed. I look over and see my roommate getting fingered by a guy. Someone is clicking pictures of her exposed pussy." Warning: This book contains steamy, erotic scenes, age-gap, sexuality with multiple men, filthy language, BDSM, anal, and much more graphic content.

God of Wrath meets the goddess of chaos.. what could go wrong!? YES, EVERYTHING ▪︎ Jeremy Volkov was having a normal night. As normal as it could be for a mafia prince in a club, peacefully having a drink. But then.. She came. Entering like a storm of chaos, wearing a black F1 bomber jacket, black ripped jeans, and combat boots. She sat in his booth like she fucking owned the place. Took his drink with that goddamn smirk. She challenged him like that. And who was she? She was Aristia King. The Queen speed of tracks and Aiden King's youngest. Jeremy Volkov was challenged and offended. In his own territory? He was gonna make her pay... Wrath + Chaos = 𝘙𝘢𝘨𝘦

As we all love JerLan so much! So dedicated to bring as much as possible!

The shadows whispered of a king, Landon, they called, a twisted thing. His mind a maze, his heart a stone, He played his games, utterly alone. The Bratva seethed, their fury grew, Each heir he mocked, each insult flew. Then they called on him, from New York's harsh gleam, A future pakhan, fueled by a vengeful dream. Not to destroy, but to possess, To bend the King, to his distress. With soft words and eyes of burning coal, He schemed to claim Landon, body and soul. A dance of power, yet to play, Where cunning met a twisted sway. The Bratva's heir, with plans untold, And the King, in a cage of his own cold. Would love bloom in this battle of might? Or just ashes by the end of this dark night?

He was my chaos, my undoing. Vaughn Morozov-crowned in power, bound by legacy of Bratva, and the man who broke my heart. Once, I was cocky, charming, untamed.. But heartbreak carves deeper wounds than any blade, and his betrayal stripped me of my reckless crown. While, Vaughn remains chained to his family's throne, his power a gilded cage. Vaughn is a man weighed down by his legacy, torn between the love he buried and the loyalty he swore to uphold. Yet, love and power are a treacherous balance. Can he rewrite the story we left behind, or will his devotion to his family doom us both? This isn't a fairytale. It's a battle between power and love, My name is Remington Astor, and Vaughn Morozov is where my freedom goes to burn. ......... "I love you, Remi," Vaughn's voice cracked, raw with pain. "But loving you is the one thing I'll never be forgiven for." "Don't do this," Remi's voice trembled, a desperate plea lacing each word. "I'm already gone, Vaughn... don't let me fade completely." (P.S: I do not own the Legacy of Gods series, all the characters belong to Rina Kent)

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── ੈ✩‧₊˚ are we falling like snow at the beach weird, but fuckin' beautiful.. ❜ ❪ log 2nd gen .ᐟ❫ started: 03/24/2025 ended: tbd lowercase intended

This is a fan-fiction about Vaughn Morozov and Elena King- inspired by god of pain from Rina Kent with Elena being the daughter of Aiden King and Elsa Steel-King. !Spoiler! The timing is after Creighton got shot by Annika. It's for 18+ The story is happening all in New York. Her first name is not Alicia, because I already saw many others use that name. (And no, Elena is not my real name.)