"My girl isn't fucking weak and there isn't shit wrong with her. She's a fucking force and her pain is her power." He paused, allowing his words to seep into my soul. "And her place will always be at my side, say it." He demanded. A few tears tracked down my face. My throat was clogged with emotions, and it felt hard to breathe, but I did what I was told. "I'm not weak and there's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force...." I swallowed. "My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Louder. I want to hear you." My chin trembled but the words that left my mouth next were strong and hard. "I'm not weak. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Again." His voice was a whisper against my skin, causing the tips of my fingers to tingle. "Say it again, Sam." My heart thawed. "I'm not weak." I said quietly. "There's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Damn straight." He whispered against my lips. "You're fucking perfect. Don't let me hear you call yourself weak, Sam. Because you aren't." ° ° ° 𝗦𝗮𝗺 My life was mapped out for me before I could even take my first breath. I was thrusted into the corrupted world of organized crime and illegal trade. After being broken and left for dead, I finally got my out. I ran. I was free. And then my brother fucked it all up, dragging me back into this twisted form of hell. And then there was Spade, the devil in the most irresistible form. 𝗦𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗲 I was the King of the Cosa Nostra. The definition of violent and tainted. I was merciless, and in my book, there was no such thing as fucking losing. Things have always been the same in the underground, nd when you play with your life, things were collected. Her brother is in my debt, and if that debt isn't paid someone will die. This was just business, so why couldn't I kill her and get shit over with? She was just a means to an end. Right?

[ Featured Wattpad Editors Pick ] "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫." ~~~ ♛ 𝙎𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 Chasing a dream that wasn't hers, Sage decides to leave modeling in her past. Yet this journey is more difficult than she anticipated. The relentless stares and online torment of the industry has damaged her more than she lets on. In order to aid her fresh start at Syracuse University, Sage is given no other choice but to attend counseling. There she's forced to reveal all her deepest secrets, while sitting across from a boy much closer to her than she thought. A brooding tattooed covered boy who also attends against his will. Preoccupied with her reputation, love was never in the timeline for Sage, until now. ♛ 𝙕𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙝 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙚 After having his heart broken in high school, Zachs closed off demeanor and little to none social life is understandable, justified even. But Zachs uncontrollable anger off and on the football field has cost his team more wins than they can count. When his Coach gives him an ultimatum that could make or break his captain chances, he has no choice but to attend counseling. But there he didn't expect to break all his set in stone rules for her. A girl that has him forgetting why he was so angry in the first place. Love was lethal, demanding and most of all unpredictable. With the blazing mess of Zach and Sages personal lives, how the hell would these two survive. And most importantly who would burn first ? ➳ 𝗗𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗣𝗢𝗩 𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎 #𝟭 𝗠𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗹 #𝟭 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻 #𝟭 𝗕𝗮𝗱𝗯𝗼𝘆

BOOK 1 MATURE CONTENT 18+ Read at your own risk I slowly lifted the thin long sleeve over her head and she sat up a little in the process to help me. As if I wasn't hard enough her pierced hard brown nipples stood straight out begging to be touched. I brought my left hand up to rub and pull on one of her nipples making her release a low moan. I attached my lips to the other sucking on it and flicking my tongue at it getting a good shake out of her. My hand that wasn't busy made its way into the band of her shorts to find she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. "Traviesa." I say meeting her lips with mines again as I swiped two fingers along her soaking wet slit. "Fuck neonata, you're so wet." I say against her lips and she bit back a moan at my words that clearly affected her. I then dipped a finger into her tight hole and she attempted to clamp her legs shut only for me to push them back up so they were bent at her sides. I sent a harsh slap to her inner thigh close to her clothed pussy startling her but she moaned at the feeling. - A story in which a young naive girl gets affiliated with Mateo Ayala-Ricci with many skeletons in the closet RANKINGS ⭐️: #1 in Cartel #2 in Rich #3 in illegal #5 in Agegap #8 in submissive #7 in blackgirl #2 in mobster #9 in drug #13 in Don #25 in BWWM ©Copyright 2021. All rights reserved. This fanfic may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission contact @OtakuFaerie- on wattpad.com. Thank you.

"Now I know why they call you the devil" "I told you I was anything but good Angel" - Two people that could have lost their lives find each other. And now they live together. Davina King works hard to live in the city shes been in love with since she was young. Everyone always says that hard work pays off, and for Davina this was true. Working for, and living with, the biggest crime lord of New York City wouldn't be easy. When Matteo Romano, the crime lord of New York, crosses paths with Davina and saves her from an almost gruesome death, she's forced to stay with him. But would it actually be as bad as she had originally thought it would be? He was everything she didn't know she wanted. She was everything he didn't know he needed.

[ COMPLETED ] Elijah West and Aliyah Pryce have something in common: They have both been hurt before. Aliyah Pryce plans weddings. That's one thing she was absolutely sure about doing. She loved the idea of love so when she plans an amazingly beautiful wedding, she expected for it to go to plan. Except, the groom just so happens to be her ex-highschool sweetheart and the bride happens to be her highschool best friend. An orthopedic surgeon, Elijah West has gone through his life at one hundred miles per hour, no breaks and no time-outs. He's also recovering from a break up with his long-time girlfriend, Gianna Williamson. That's how he ends up at the bar down the street from his apartment, a glass of whiskey in hand and a beautiful woman sat beside him. They're both, immediately, thrust into a world of confusing emotions and complicated feelings. But you know what Jordin Sparks says, One Step At A Time. COPYRIGHT © MIDNXGHTSUN 2020

Her hips rotated up meeting my pelvis as she latched her lips back onto mine, I matched her rhythm and drove my hips into her core she let out a beautiful moan against my lips and at this point I just know what we wanted from each-other but we were both scared to go there. I wanted to see her beautiful face contort in ways no face should be at their place of employment, I wanted my body skin to touch hers and mix my sweat with hers as I made her moan and cum around my fingers. My head was growing delirious, my thoughts were getting wilder and wilder as we kissed and dry humped on my office floor, her hands wiggling under my blazer and trying to slide it down. I removed my lips from hers and leaned closer to her ear. "Just say you want me too." ********** Oliver was known for being serious, he wanted to get work done. He was known for results - being a successful businessman man himself he gets asked to help co-own his family restaurant in central London alongside his irresponsible cousin. He never had an interest in being in relationships, as he only wanted to prevail in work and his education therefore that was his focus for years. But one day that all changes when he walks into his family restaurant for a simple inspection and falls for a beautiful waitress there - Aurora.

❝𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟, 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠. 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ ❝.

~•~ 26 year old, Connor Deluca, is a professional Hockey player in the NHL; who just moved into the expensive Citrus Grove Community. 23 year old, Serena Jade, is the recluse famous author known to the public only under her pen name Skylyn Voss, and is unfortunately Connor's neighbor. Connor moves into the huge and gorgeous house right next to Serena's own big and beautiful home. The pair immediately form a growing hatred for one and other when Connors first "house warming party" involves blasting music at 2 am and his guest puking in her petunia's. He's a bad boy party animal, and she likes her quiet where she can stay inside and read all day. Nothing in common at all. In fact complete opposites. Yet, Connor can't seem to get the outline of Serena's perfect curves out of his lustful thoughts and Serena finds herself fantasizing about Connor's chiseled body on top of hers. Sexual tensions and ever growing lust sets the two a flame with desires they wish they could ignore.

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."