He had darkness follow him until she came along sprinkling her own glitter trail with him. Disclaimer; this is a SLOW BURN... Achievements (to me) _________ #6 in French 5/22/22 out of 1k+ books #17 in degradingkink 5/22/22 out of 75+ books #11 in French 6/8/22 out of 1k+ books #5 in Praise 7/17/22 out of 1k+ books #4 in language 7/17/22 out of 1k+ books #1 in Petnames 9/3/22 out of 362 books #1 in chaton 1/18/23 out of 90+ books

MATURE CONTENT 18+ (Ongoing) #1 in Cute 6/15/21 #1 in Scars 6/28/21 #1 in Gummybears 11/8/22 #1 in Heterochromia 6/24/21 #1 in French 8/21/21 #1 in Strawberry 7/1/22 #2 in Nightmares 1/19/22 #3 in Italian 12/21/22 #4 in innocent 12/21/22 #4 in Art 2/14/22 #5 in Artist 6/21/21 #5 in Hot 2/11/22 Maeve Bordeaux, 19-year-old innocent and sweet girl who also happens to be an artist. She's kind, warm, and harmless. Elias Armani, 24-year-old mafia capo, and Adonis incarnate. He's brutal, cold, and dangerous. Maeve doesn't live a simple life after running from her complicated life in France. Through every struggle, every strain, every adversary, Maeve stood tall, kept her head down, and bared her pain, but her best friend Sabrina made life bearable; however, Sabrina doesn't know the whole story... why is Maeve covered in scars? Maeve may seem like a sweet girl but she has a flame burning on the inside, it just needs to be ignited. Elias has a good life, he has it all, money, family, girls, you name it. After suffering from a horrible experience 2 years ago, he shut himself out, he became cold and brutal... a true capo. His scars - mental and physical - hide beneath the ink that runs deep in his flesh. To Maeve, her emotions and naturally bubbly nature define her, she holds onto what she has left and digs her nails into it. To Elias, his scarce display of emotions keeps people at arm's length, he believes emotions are useless and will get him nowhere but 6-feet under. What happens when Maeve, a broken girl, and Elias, a damaged boy, cross paths? Can they heal each other's physical and emotional wounds? Or will they add to each other's already marred bodies? - ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ 18+ themes (continue to 'Intro')

To them she was a treasure greater than gold. She was an angel that came straight from heaven. To her they were life. They were the rainbow after the storm. They were everything to each other. - • "Lilly baby you should see yourself you look even better with tears running down your face" Luther said as he continued to fuck her hard. She tried sitting up but she couldn't move even if she wanted to. Alexander was under her holding her tight, his hands making an imprint into her skin as he went at a slower pace but just as deep as Luther. Her brain started feeling fuzzy as she felt herself coming apart. "Please please please I can't hold it anymore" Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her legs shook uncontrollably. The two men smiled, they made her feel this way, the way no one else ever could. They new it and she knew it

Flora Danforth is the epitome of all things innocent. Like a flower, Flora is beautiful and pure. Of course, that all changes when she meets the town's sexy, new, mysterious bad boy, Alex. ~ "I'm no good for you, flower." She opens her mouth to speak, but his finger gently silences her. She parts her lips in futile protest, but his finger slides past, slipping inside the warmth of her mouth. She swipes her tongue across the pad of his finger, hollowing her cheeks ever so slightly around it. Alex takes a sharp intake of air, his bright blue eyes growing impossibly dark with lust. "But then again, you're not such a good girl are you, princess?"