Two men. One pulls the trigger. The other sets the fire. And I'm the reason they both burn. A love triangle between a professor I shouldn't want but feels like sin to ignore and a boy whose hotness I can't resist. One's a storm in a suit. The other's chaos in sneakers.

{ PRIEST X PARISHIONER. } ✞ "Shh... quiet, little slut" he hisses, starting to pump his fingers in and out of my tight, innocent hole. "This is your punishment for desiring a priest" "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. I have broken my vows, I have desecrated this holy place . I took her hymen with the cross around my neck and the worst part, Father... is that I want to do it again. I want to tie her up, I want to hear her beg for mercy, for more. --Father Amias" ___________.✞ ____✞__________ [ Lana Elure is a sweet and pure sunshine who shifted to a small town in Italy recently. She is twenty four years old and a successful author . Behind that sweet innocent face , Lana Elure is a masochist. In the new neighborhood there's a church and Lana decides to visits it. Little did she know she would meet the devil in the house of the God himself. ] [ Amias Vitiello , a thirty eight years old, the priest of the Adoratore di Dio church. He is known for his cold and mysterious personality. He is a worshipper of God and took an oath of Clerical celibacy. Behind that cold and strict facade , Father Amias has a dark secret unknown to everyone. ] [ WARNING - Spanking , praise kink , use of holy cross , holy water , tying , begging , use of words like whore and slut, , bleeding ] #forbidden romance #priestXparishioner #Age gap #Use of holy cross #bdsm #kinks #mature content #18+

"You're never going to talk to him again," he growls, voice thick with dark hunger against my skin. My body tightens, caught between dread and a craving I can't control. "If I see you near him," his breath is hot, low, intoxicating, "I'll fucking kill him. And then I'll make you remember how much you belong to me." ༺❀༻ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬. 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐝. Lily thought falling in love with Neel Khanna was the most dangerous thing she'd ever do, but then she met his best friend, Rehyan Malhotra. And now she's caught between the boy who shattered her and the one who's been putting her back together. But that's not it. There's something else. A shadow moving beneath the surface. A phantom steering through the system, untouchable, unseen, rewriting the rules of power. No one knows who they are. No one can stop them. But Lily feels them closing in. Like she was never meant to escape. She was meant to be found.

✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///

❛Tied to the illegitimate thread of fate.❜ COMING SOON|◖⁠⚆⁠ᴥ⁠⚆⁠◗

She did ask them to trust her but they did not. Attack happened and she was blamed. Apparently not even her favorite brother and her parents . She was sent away. Years Later she is back stronger, wealthier and most important a master is hiding emotions. Not the sweet little girl they sent away. Meet Elizabeth Miller. The owner of Zocab corp. She is just 20. Neverthless has very little relations. And most importantly does not trust anyone. Book Cover Credits: _navyblueee_ #5 in reunion(Out of 4.3k stories) #19 in sorrow(Out of 11.1k stories) #10 in regret (Out of 15.3k stories) #8 in siblings rivalry(Out of 1.2k stories)

AGE GAP STORY!!! WARNING: SUPER CRINGEE Beverly clover fawn, the definition of sweetness, the most precious girl as considered by her parents. but due to her father's business and busy schedule, he somewhere left his daughter behind. that's when someone else grabbed her hand, someone way older and dominating. Nikolai petrov, the Don of the Russian mafia and someone Beverly knew since she was a kid. *Secrets unfold, masks fall off and the past reveals itself*

Every young girl dreams of becoming a princess someday, right? Wrong! That wasn't my dream- far from it! I dreamt of a day where, upon reaching my eighteenth birthday, I could finally escape my neglectful "parents" who only acknowledged me when it suited them. But all that changed when I learned my 'parents' had been arrested on drug charges, and an unknown side of my 'family' had been looking for me since before I had even been born. Enter Mr. Castellucci and his seven sons, and I quickly understood why Maria had never mentioned a previous marriage or her other 'children.' These men were not the dashing princes riding white horses; they were dark, imposing, and intimidating figures. And Mr. Castellucci was determined to take me back with him to his lavish home somewhere in Italy -so far from my comparatively uncomplicated life in New Haven, Connecticut - and begin building my new life there with them. Although wary that these men had a more nefarious and sinister reason for taking a sudden interest in me than being a 'long-lost family member', they were doing an excellent job of easing me into a false sense of security by treating me like their long-awaited 'Principessa'. Desperate for their love and approval, while struggling with my inadequacies and haunted past, I was naïvely unaware of their ruthless nature and sheer power. I did not realise the scope of their 'charm' until it was too late. Far too late. Until I was precisely where they wanted me: under their thumb and control, with no prospects of ever escaping them as Maria had done before me, I was nothing more than a bird locked in a gilded cage, that they had deviously led me to believe was the price of love and safety. Let it be said once and for all: The Italian mafia did not ask; they took what they deemed as theirs to take. And I was THEIRS. _______________ This is my dark, twisted take on the popular Mafia, Older Brothers/Younger Sister, and Lost/Found Daughter/Sister tropes.