She spent her whole life being told she was nothing. Unwanted. Unloved. Invisible. Until the night she ran-straight into the mansion of Dmitri Volkov. Cold, ruthless, and powerful, Dmitri trusts no one but the uncle who raised him. Especially not a trembling girl who shows up on his doorstep in the middle of the night. He sees danger in her wide eyes and soft lips. She sees safety in the storm of his arms. She is poor, broken, and full of secrets. He is rich, brutal, and carries scars of his own. She falls first. But when he finally falls... he falls harder. And Dmitri Volkov does not love gently-he loves like a man who will burn the world for what's his.

I opened my mouth maybe to say it was okay, maybe to ask something but the words died when he suddenly leaned across the console, cupping my face between his large, calloused hands. "I missed you," he murmured, almost like he hated admitting it. Then his mouth crashed onto mine. I gasped, his lips fierce and claiming, his body crowding into mine as if he needed to consume me. His kiss wasn't soft it was hungry, demanding everything I had to give. . . . Issa Andrews is beyond excited to start her first semester at Redwood University. Naïve, bright-eyed, and full of hope, that's how most would describe her. She has dreams of her own, goals she's determined to chase. But when a certain boxer crosses her path, will everything she's worked for come crashing down?

꧁༺ ⚠︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⚠︎༻꧂ this story contains: ♡ explicit sex scenes ♡ age gap relationship (17 years apart) ♡ daddy title kink ♡ vulgar language ♡ mafia & organized crime ♡ premonitions + spirituality read responsibly, babes ♡ ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ Damianos doesn't do love. He barely does attachment. Successful, disciplined, and carved from the darker parts of the world he runs, romance isn't even a blip on his radar... until he crosses paths with a girl who shouldn't matter. Azuri - green‑amber eyes, soft voice, and a life she's finally getting together - isn't looking for trouble. But trouble arrives anyway, wrapped in a tailored suit and answering to the name of her best friend's uncle. He's older. He's dangerous. He's everything she should avoid. And yet... she wants him. Badly. In ways she can't explain and shouldn't admit. He wasn't supposed to notice her. She wasn't supposed to want him. But some connections don't ask permission - they just pull. And once they collide, neither of them walks away untouched.

SHORT AND FAST PACED STORY!!! ⚠️ "I've been trying not to do this" he whispers, his voice rough and low. "So stop trying" I whisper back. And then he kisses me. His lips are soft but insistent, coaxing mine open, pulling me deeper into him. One of his hands tangles in my damp hair, his fingers threading through the strands, tilting my head back slightly so he can kiss me the way he wants to. The other hand stays at the small of my back, his palm splayed wide, anchoring me against him. Chest to chest. Heartbeat to heartbeat. I lose all sense of time. All I know is the way his mouth moves against mine, the way his body curves into mine like it's always known the shape of me. The way his thumb traces lazy circles along my spine, sending shivers racing through my entire body. I kiss him back with everything I have, my hands fisting in the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer. "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace" Benjamin's voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal.

PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "The softest place to fall" "Who did this to you?" The question hangs in the air between us. I can't look at him. I stare at my hands instead. "Ella." His voice breaks on my name. "Please. Talk to me." "I- " The word comes out as barely a whisper. "I can't." "You can. Whatever it is, you can tell me. I'm not going anywhere."

(Book 1 of the Mafia standalone series) "Do you need anything?" I ask, turning to Jeremy even though my voice trembles. Jeremy throws his head back against the cushions and smiles. "Keep speaking," he says, eyes half-lidded but glowing. I blink. "What do you want me to say?" "I'm so happy I was shot" he murmurs, grinning up at the ceiling like a lunatic. My mouth drops open. "If I'd known hearing that gorgeous voice would require a few bullets" he adds, "I would've taken them sooner. Happily." Heat crawls up my neck. "Keep talking, or I'll pass out" he threatens lightly, waving a limp hand in my direction. I roll my eyes, but I can't help smiling. "Jeremy Romano, don't pass out on me." His eyes fly open as if someone electrocuted him. "Say that again" he says, suddenly wide awake. "Don't pass out on me?" I repeat cautiously. "No" he breathes. "The two words before that." I frown. "Jeremy Romano?" His reaction is immediate, his smile brightens until it practically lights the whole room. "Say it again" he whispers. "Jeremy Romano." He lets out a dreamy groan. "I'll die a happy man." I slap his arm. Harder than I should've. He winces and I instantly panic. "I'm so sorry!" "Kiss it. I'll feel better," he says, smirking.

(Book 3 of the Mafia standalone series) Giovanni Romano x Anna Ivanova/Mancini Single mom x Single dad Mafia Romance Forced proximity

(Book 2 of the Mafia standalone series) "Matteo-" The word dies in my throat as he reaches across the console, one arm wrapping around my waist, and before I can process what's happening, he lifts me effortlessly and pulls me onto his lap. My breath catches and I stare at him, stunned. His face is inches from mine. Close enough that I can see the faint scar near his eyebrow. Close enough to feel the heat of him through the thin fabric of his shirt. "Matteo-" I start again, but it comes out softer this time. He kisses me. It's not gentle, it's not hesitant.... it's desperate. I freeze for half a second, my mind blanking completely and then something inside me snaps. I kiss him back harder, aggressive in a way that surprises even me. His lips are rough on mine, aggressive and insistent. He kisses me like he's starving for it. My hands fist in his shirt, anchoring myself to him as he devours my mouth. His tongue slides against mine and I moan into him. The sound is swallowed by his kiss, muffled by his lips.

Disclaimer: Mature Audience Only This book is specifically designed to be viewed by adults and therefore may be unsuitable for children under 17. This book may contain one or more of the following: crude indecent language, explicit sexual activity, or graphic violence. Isaac and Jessica were head over heals in love with each other, to the point that they were planning their wedding, talking about starting a family, and moving in together. That all changed when Jessica met, Alexander, Isaac's father. Alexander captivated her body, mind, and soul. He demanded her attention, her love, her innocence until nothing else in this world mattered to her, but him. "Once upon a time I loved Isaac, once upon a time he was everything to me, but over a few short months he no longer meant anything at all. It wasn't intentional, to fall in love with my fiancee father, but I could never regret it. He mesmerized me to the point where I tossed my morals to the wind and prayed for guidance. I craved him, I ached for him, I needed all of him. Alexander was off limits, in more ways than one, but that wouldn't stop the fire that burned between us. Our souls demanded to be one, how could we fight against fate?" How far will they go to be in each other's arms? Read to see how this tragic love story unfolds. "Touch yourself for me," he breathed. With a shaky hand, I slowly moved my hand down in between my breast, venturing lower. My breathing hitched as he spread my legs wider. His smoldering eyes hypnotized by my traveling hand. A soft moan escaped my lips as a brushed over my soaked panties. "Take them off." He demanded. I didn't even give it a second thought before removing them. Handing them to him, he brought my panties to his nose and inhaled deeply. Hungrily he stared at me. Bare and open to his lustful eyes. "Please," he begged. UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING/REVISION. -I do not own the rights to these images. © Copyright all rights reserved

Nicholas Adams has lived a life of abuse from his alcoholic father and sex addict mother. So growing up was tough. He makes sure everyone fears him. He refuses to get close to anyone. But, new girl Alice might be the one to change his plans. Alice navigates through the ups and downs of high school trying to hide her feelings for the cold and closed off Nicholas. Little does she know, Nick harbors the same feelings. As soon as Nicks eyes land on the fragile Alice, his heart desires her. But with so much baggage on both sides, could they really make it out of high school hand in hand? ~~ "I love the things you hate about yourself. And we're going to do this your way. If you're not ready I'm not either." My hands drop to my side at what he says and my eyes fill with tears. "Alice we don't have to..." His hand cups my cheek and I place mine over his. "I love you," I whisper and his forehead falls against mine. ~~ Highest rankings: #1 in badboy #1 in teenfiction #1 in possessive #1 in protective #1 in goodgirl #1 in insecure #4 in love #5 in romance WARNING: swearing, mature scenes, references and actions of abuse Posted: 5/17/20