"Aesira," he drew out. "Damon." I said his name back. "If you wear this again tomorrow I promise you I won't hesitate to rip it off your body," he said seriously, I couldn't tell if he was joking. "You wouldn't" I narrowed my eyes "Oh but blue... I would" he leaned forward bringing his face closer to mine and his hand drawing along my leg. I bit my lip once again that I was sure it would bleed, "fuck you" I whispered breathlessly. He pulled away so he could look me better in the eyes but still near my face. His lips twitched up into a devilish smirk. "Not yet..." TW: mature language, sexual content, abuse, death/murder, mental illnesses, sexual assault Defiance; bold disobedience Young unemployed Aesira has no idea what is in store for her at her new job. She expects nothing less then good money and nice people, instead Aesira finds herself dealing with Damon Perez- a hard headed, devilishly handsome, playboy who seeks nothing but pleasure-well seeked-he found himself not able to stay away. He's known to be the craziest man in the underground world because of his irrational decision making and the inability to keep his emotions under control. Aesira finds herself craving this man and the sensual desire that he brings, she tried running away in fears of being hurt again but Damon won't stop trying, he won't give up, not until she is his. A dark love story

BOOK 1 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐒, 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐋, 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ♚ "𝘕𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭ish 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴." ♚ "Enough!" I yelled but before I could breathe in I was pinned to the wall. I gasped. Staring into his dark blue eyes made every bone of my body weak. He smirked, knowing exactly what he did. "You got too comfortable with me, doll but I didn't show you what Ace can really do." He mumbled. He broke the eye contact we were having and leaned closer to my neck. My heart beat was racing his and each breath he took sent electricity all over my body. I bit my tongue, scared of what my brain could make me say. "And I don't think you want to know," he whispered so close to my ear sending shivers down my spine. I took a deep breath, trying to collect my thoughts. He moved back to stare into my eyes, wanting to see his effect on me but I didn't give it to him. I smirked, pushed my chin down and looked up at him. "You're all talk, Ace," I whispered, not even blinking. I saw the gulp that rose in his throat, growing my smirk. "Even when I am under your grip, you're still under my control." ♚ ♚ TROPES ♚ Dark Romance Mafia Romance Forced proximity Enemies to lovers Love triangle Living together ♚ 14.08.23: 2 Dangerous 12.03.24: 2 lovetriangle 26.11.24: 1 action-romance ♚

Daniela O'Brien. Dani is the girl you would say has absolutely no luck going for her at all. Two dead parents, an estranged sister and an abusive, controlling boyfriend who's keeping one hell of a secret from her. At 21 years old she unknowingly finds herself thrown into the darkest life of them all - The Mob. Carson Agnello. The guy you would say, on the surface, has all the luck going for him. At 25 years old, he's the leader of the most powerful Italian mafia in America. He's busy fighting off the Irish Mob who are neighbouring him in New York. They're on opposite sides of the battle, he knows of her but she has no clue who he is, until one event intertwines their two lives together. They suddenly rely just on each other, they need each other. They're all each other has. ✨ "I felt sorry for you, when I saw you. I wanted to help you because you were being attacked by these men. But now, I'm starting to think that maybe you deserve it. Maybe...maybe you're just as bad as they are." He held my stare as I spoke and when I finished, he let out a humourless laugh, also standing up to his feet. I watched him carefully as he crossed the room coming towards me, giving me the same cold glare as before. He stopped right in front of me, close enough for me to smell the strong scent of his aftershave, before he leaned down a little bringing his face closer to mine. His next words came out barely above a whisper but were still powerful enough to cause my breath to catch in my throat. "Maybe I am just bad as them...or maybe I'm worse baby girl." ⚠️ Warning - this book contains explicit mentions and descriptions of abuse, rape, mental health issues and suicide. Read with caution please. ⚠️ Completed - 26.05.21

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! His movements hastened, her moans intense. She felt him leaning to her ear, picking up a different angle, his hand moving under her body to grab her breast like a possession, his thrusts fast and hard, his sweat bathing her skin. She came undone as loud as she could have been, pulling the sheets in her small fists, making a mess with her juices. He remained embedded, listening to her breathe, letting her come down from her high, waiting for her to realise what sin was she condoning, what parlous pleasure was she devouring. She remained unmoving, focusing solely on bringing back her dwindling breathe before he decided to speak, closer to her ear as he was, his teasing demeanor was unmissable, his sardonic smile imaginable. "Found you" . . Cat and mouse game could last only so long, it was only about time he clutched her in his claws ready to tear her apart. Tara managed to keep herself safe from his clutches for three long years. Three years of betrayal, longing and chase. She had her share of revenge, it was his turn now. Everything shall be repaid in blood or pain. Or both. In continuation with my previous book "Stuck"

-Blake- Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has. She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting. ------- -Rose- "Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day. Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops. He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people. I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him. ----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story. #1 in alone 11/23/21 #1 in strong 11/30/21 #2 in boxing 4/19/22 #1 in goodgirl 5/8/22 #1 in fighting 5/19/22

"Care to play?" I asked, dangling a pair of handcuffs from my finger. He arched a brow at me as I fastened one of the rings around his wrist and threaded the toy through a slat in his headboard. "Just say no, and we can stop all of this right now," I continued. But he didn't. Instead, he raked his gaze over my body with an unbridled hungry desire. He had never stared at me so fervently before, but it was everything I had yearned for and instantly made me wet for him. As I locked up his other hand, I pouted at him. "This is the punishment you get for making me want you," I purred. Then straddling his hips, I slid my hand inside my panties and began touching myself. "Mm, that feels so good," I sighed, stroking my fingers around. Glancing up, I found him intently watching me, an expression of dark arousal upon his face. He bit his lip, and I could feel his excitement growing beneath me as he writhed against his restraint. It was all the confirmation I needed that he was finally mine to do with exactly as I pleased. And I was never one to shy away from a steamy fun time. Best friends aren't supposed to keep secrets from one another but that's exactly what childhood pals, Addison Miller and Vanessa Adams find themselves doing. Vanessa has been carrying around a bombshell that when revealed, threatens to forever change the dynamic that she's built with her boyfriend, Matt Jones and her best friend. But is Addison any less to blame for her own actions? In this game of secrets, who is the real victim? Matt is headed in a downward spiral but when he learns of his girlfriend's revelation, it just might be the thing that finally breaks him. Vanessa's brother, Jake, finally finds love in this enemies to lovers trope. Season Two of My Brother's Sexy Best Friend (Forbidden Love Series) *any sexual themes depicted in this book take place between consenting adults aged 18 and over.

Carter slowly walked towards me, butterflies swarming in my stomach, filling every inch of me. "Assi." he grabbed my wrists, and made me look at him. "Who was that song about?" "You know who." "Was it... about me?" "What would you say if it was?" I cocked my head to the side, our eyes staying connected with each other. "I wouldn't say." he moved closer to me, towering over by the slightest bit as his breath surrounded my every nerve. He leant down, took a sharp breath and connected our lips. - Astrid was a beautiful girl, who had lost her sense of who she was and where she belonged. She went through something traumatic at only 14, but no one noticed. She moved to Roseville for a fresh start with her best friend Kaitlyn by her side. But Carter notices. He was a "bad boy" with a heart of gold (ik it's cliché) . He never let anything slip by him. He doesn't say anything as their personalities clash and they hate each other. You know what they say, there is a thin line between love and hate. Will these two step over the line? But sometimes, running away from your problems doesn't go down unnoticed. The very person Astrid ran away from is after her, and this time, the consequences will be worse. -- This is an enemies-friends-lovers book and they become friends early on because I find it difficult to write going from enemies to lovers so yeah. *unedited book* #1 in talent show (29/02/24)

[Semi Edited ] Previously Know As 'Adoration' Book One In The Russo Series "So fucking tight" he praised backing up looking at my body as he thumbs my clit-Spreading my legs open getting full view of my aching pussy. Clenching uncontrollably around him as he brought on yet another orgasm. "Fuck,Amore your dripping" he said smirking while fingering me faster. His hands travel up and down my body before grabbing my neck. "Suck" he demanded as I took his finger in my mouth sucking and licking as if it was his dick looking him in his eyes. "Such an obedient little slut" he boasted smirking at me. - Elianna DuPont Perez was the daughter of Danger. She was the definition of beautiful and deadly. Her very name itself could bring people to their knees- Her words could leave you in a mix of not only self pity but a mix of hurt at her reckless tongue, her beauty was her power and she used it too her advantage. Leonardo Russo was the son of The Italian Mafia Don, Heir to his family's Business. He was labeled desirable and wanted by many and was known to be the son who was closed off and to himself even though he was the next heir and the future Don. He was a dangerous temptation In waiting. Their families come together and become allies for a mission. A mission which changes everything. Sparks fly, Blood is splattered and tears are shed. A beautiful recipe for disaster just waiting to happen. - Warning The writing in this book is in no way shape or form professional. This book includes mature topics and scenes so please be advised. Mentions of sex, torture, explicit language and description, weapons: knives and guns and more I'm not going to sit here and say this book is 18+ because it's not, it's more so for a mature audiences so read if you wish. ------ [ Word Count: 80,000- 100,000 words ] Most Impressive Rankings ☆ #1 In Bdsmrelationship #1 In Bwwm #4 In Passion #6 In Assassin #14 In Series #24 In Fear

**** Mature content**** "You wanna know why I'm angry?" He said in between the kisses. "Because of you" He said as he continued and my body tensed and shivered. "Every time I think I have control over myself and decide to leave this place... to leave ... you. I stop and walk back like a puppy" He said turning me around now. "Every time I meet someone, I compare them to you. Every fucking time I remind myself that you're an enemy, I want you even more" he said and I knew that this was one of the hardest thing for him to do. He and neither I like to talk about how we are feeling or face reality. Yet he still did it. "What the fuck are you doing to me Mia Bella?" He whispered with his forehead on mine and our lips inches apart. "Kiss me" I replied • • • Mafia, drugs, weapons, and all the dangerous and abnormal you can think of is what Alexandra Salvatore has to deal with on daily basis. But will that stop her from having the most rare yet desired & powerful thing in this world? Will it stop her from finding love? An action/romance story based on imaginations and imaginations only, don't try any of this shit cause you'll die. No but seriously don't go around throwing knifes, shooting people and drinking JackDaniels every day. ------------------ Please note that this story has: • Strong language • Violence • Mature themes If for some reason it bothers you, just click away. It's simple, I promise. For the rest of you lovely people HELLO AND WELCOME FEEL FREE TO BRING PIZZA. Oh yeah for you grammar freaks I'm from Sweden so there might probably will be some grammar/spelling mistakes. Just feel free to correct me if you're that kind or JUST IGNORE IT. Nothing will happen to you if you do.. I promise. The story is complete! RANKINGS #1 in love (2018-07-02) #1 in crimefiction (2018-07-02) #1 in romance (2018-07-02) #1 in guns (2019-06-23) #1 in weapons (2019-06-16)

"Don't even think for a second that I would hesitate in pulling the trigger." He said. "though the bullet won't go through here. Not yet" his fingers caressed her forehead before dropping down to her thighs. "First bullet will go through here" he pressed her thigh. "the second will go here" his hand had reached her forearm. Millicent gulped, terror seeping inside her like molten lava. Slowly, burning her insides. "You won't die. Not by the bullets, no. That would be too easy and too fast" he said. Dominic was standing behind her now, looking at her through the reflection in the window. He had seen the blood drain from her face and he knew it was working. "You are a beautiful woman, Luciana. I am sure my men would love you" the room was dead silent, save only for a gasp that escaped Millicent when Dominic's hand travelled to her stomach. "Okay, I will do it." Her head bowed in defeat. Millicent is kidnapped. Dragged back to that one part of her past she had never wished to re-visit. But the fate has twisted her path cruelly. She finds herself under the mercy of a blood-thirsty Mafia leader. She is squashed between the war of two revenge-seeking gangs. The question remains- will she emerge from the battle a warrior or will she be turned into one of many collateral damages of this blood-sucking war?