Avery's senior year is turned upside down when a kiss with her older brothers' best friend ignites a forbidden relationship tangled in danger, heartbreak, and family secrets that could destroy everything. *** "Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me. His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his. "You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the one to hold you and kiss you the one you go to whenever you're happy or fucking sad. But let it be me, let me fucking show you that it should be me." He glares, jaw tensing. ...... ©hessaherophinelove

"Miri and I know nothing if not discretion." Through her work, Miriam Crawford's existence has stretched thousands of miles. After a year of suffocation, Miriam is sent to live at the Andersons' home, a decadent family full of admired and aspiring figures in academia. Alone in the lavish building, Miriam becomes acquainted with her employer's son, Levai Anderson. What will happen when neither can help but tread the line between self-preservation and sexual gratification? #1 in LDR #1 in finding #3 in employee #2 in feud #8 in good #8 in online #9 in fun #10 in interesting #9 in holiday #19 in older Cover made by giselle1090 <3 [[word count: 145,000 to 150,000]]

A guarded college quarterback's dark past resurfaces when classmate Elena Madison pierces his cold exterior, sparking a dangerous connection that could either redeem or destroy them both. *** Everyone at Ohio State University knows about Blake Andrews, the infamous all-star quarterback of the football team and rumored insomniac. Most refer to him as crude, egotistical, and cold. It isn't until he meets Elena Madison that his world is suddenly flipped upside down. She brings the dark past he has tried to keep hidden for years up to the surface, risking pulling them both under for good. Undeniable attraction radiates between the two clashing souls and he begins to wonder if she can save him from the darkness within him. He's never met someone with such an irritating personality; with her persistent desire to know more about him despite his exhausted efforts to push her away. She is about to uncover what's hidden under his rough and cold exterior-whether she's ready for it or not. After all, eyes are the window to the soul. *** "Thank you," he murmurs sleepily, raising his hand to bring it to my cheek. His thumb slides against my soft skin slowly, it burns hot at his touch. "For what?" I question, my eyes feeling very swollen and heavy now. He takes a deep breath and swallows. "For being my light." *** *MATURE* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in collegeromance #1 in panicattacks #1 in badboy #1 in brooding #1 in enemiestofriends #1 in trauma #1 in grumpyxsunshine

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚." Natalia glared at Lorenzo and tried crawling away from him once more, every cell in her body screaming for her to run as far away as she could. "How many times do I need to cum before you're satisfied?" Natalia panted against him, desperate noises leaving her mouth as the sixth orgasm started building in the pit of her stomach. Lorenzo pulled her closer when he sensed the girl crawling away, ignoring her whimpers as he grew rougher. "Until you realise this is a punishment, not a reward." "And when has excessive orgasms ever been a punishment?" "Let's see if you'll think the same in a few hours." ❦ Natalia Martin was simply on a work trip. Simply on a work trip when she happened to meet Lorenzo Valiente, not knowing that kissing him would change her life, not knowing that taking him to her hotel room would change her life, not knowing that offering him to stay would change her life. But neither had Lorenzo. Lorenzo Valiente hadn't expected that having sex with the strange woman would force her into hiding and that he'd feel compelled to take her in and undo what wrongs he had done by accidentally putting a bounty on her head. His status as capo dei capi had never affected the clueless women he fucked until then. And it was not like he had intended to put a million-dollar bounty on the young successful career woman's head. He just thought that her eyes were pretty. That her dimpled cheek was cute. And that her bright smile made his heart skip a beat.

||EDITING|| He was like the Devil, but his beauty on the outside made me feel weak. His whole being made me weak, and I have no idea why. I hate him so much, so why do I feel this way about him? "What are you doing?" I ask. "Polishing the mirror so I can watch myself fuck you again," he says. Four bullies, three kids, one big sister, and one guy. Toxic relationship, SLOW burn, and Enemies to lovers ALSO NOT A MAFIA! Just kidding... Am I kidding? Is this a mafia 🤔 TOXIC AS FUCK RELATIONSHIP, DO NOT TRY AND MEET THESE EXPECTATIONS IN REAL LIFE! THIS IS JUST A STORY WARNINGS ABUSE BULLYING CHEATING DRUG USE MATURE CONTENT SELF HARM SEX SCENES SEXUAL REFERENCES VIOLENCE COURSE LANGUAGE SUICIDAL THOUGHTS SUICIDE BONDAGE AND DISCIPLINE (BDSM) SPITTING SPANKING OVERSTIMULATION BREEDING CHOKING/GAGGING CONSENSUAL-NON-CONSENT (CNC) HAIR PULLING FACE SLAPPING DEGRADING PRAISING MANHANDLING

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

•BOOK II OF THE ESZTAR SERIES• "Esztar is falling." Those were the words an invisible spy mumbled just a few minutes before his death. But no one knew the fall would be so hard that it will destroy everything and everyone who called them to be a part of the world's strongest and most influential crime organization. New alliances and relationships form, but old betrayals and enmities still remain. Power is a necessity in Esztar and there will be no stopping for those wanting to gain that power. Things will be at stake. Even this burning heart. WARNING: BOOK II HAS SPOILERS FOR BOOK I. ONLY READ AFTER BOOK I

•BOOK III OF THE ESZTAR SERIES• The Code has been broken. The Fall is at its farthest depth. Secrets have never truly left Esztar; and they never will. But what would happen if secrets running back to their past resurfaced, bringing along alarming consequences. The Fall was great. The enemies were too powerful. One more hit, and Esztar would crumble down like a lost kingdom and become history. But what if this time its the King himself tearing down the last banner of the War? What lead to the protector to flip the script and demand the end? The outcome of the Last War will decide the fate of Esztar for generations to come. Will it succumb to its evilness? Or will it Rise from the ashes. WARNING: BOOK III MIGHT HAVE SPOILERS FOR BOOK I AND II. PLEASE READ AFTER PREVIOUS BOOKS.

"WAIT!? YOU SOLD ME?" - "You are mine, Emily... You belong to me" he whispers in my ear and then kisses me. I feel electricity through my whole body. His hand goes from my hips to my ass and he squeezes so hard that I can't help the whimper that escapes me. "And this..." kiss! "...my future wife..." Smack! Right on my ass. "...Is only the beginning" * Mateo El Ricci Intense, Perceptive, Mysterious The most feared man in New York And my husband... My uncle sold me to their family and now I'm an wife to Mateo, the first guy who made me feels things deep inside. He hates me, it's clear. The way he looks at me with disgust makes me want to die, to run but I have nowhere to go. Until finally he lets me see the real darkness in his heart and claiming there is no place for me but he messed with the wrong woman. I love a challenge and I'm not planning to lose. The way in his heart is difficult, especially when the truth comes to light but you know what? Nothing is going to stop me from trying. Because he's worth the pain, lies and broken promises... Find out! (+18 scenes) Will edit soon when I have the time!

His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart. Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness. Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in. Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead