She's used to being alone-no love, no drama, just her peace. But then he comes along, moving different, making her feel things she ain't never felt before. Some love ain't meant to be rushed. It's built to last.

I wrap my hands around her throat pulling her onto me. " I know you hear me talking to you, La'yori." " No touching the dancers" is all she says to me . "I do whatever the fuck i want" i cursed letting go of her neck. I grip the small piece of fabric around her waist. The music starts to play as she places her hand on my chest , climbing on top of me straddling my lap. She slowly grinds her body against my dick. All i could think about was how good she would look riding me. Holding her waist to give her more support as i bite my lips holding back my groans. My dick hardens and i feel my pants tightened from how hard i was.. La'yori Potts and Syair Spencer were dragged out the house by their best-friends. What happens when they run into each other at a new club that just opened up in town?

Zharai Monét Kevelle and Kaelvion Rhys Montel have been in each other's space for years-she's the loud, funny girl who always has a comeback, and he's the quiet, too-cool type that everybody assumes doesn't laugh. They aren't official. They're not even "talking"... but they can't stay out of each other's way. Every time they link, Zha-Zha teases him-about his waves, his serious face, his music, his "grandpa glasses." What starts as playful arguments slowly turns into them catching real feelings. But Kael moves low-key and doesn't give his heart easily, while Zha-Zha is scared of loving someone who might break her like her past dudes. The question is... will they both stop playing before it's too late?

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT!! A story in which a woman is married off to a war general who leaves for a five year war. When he comes back he is nothing like the man she met all those years ago. Unedited

VIOLET I've been called too much since the day I grew hips and learned how to use my voice. Too loud. Too soft. Too thick. Too Black. Too hungry for men who never knew what to do with me. That's fine. Let the weak choke on my flavor. I came here to work. A two-month contract with a secretive werewolf pack, patching up warriors and pretending the whole fated mates thing doesn't apply to humans like me. Then I met him. Leon Starling-six-foot-six of alpha arrogance, with glacier eyes and a body built to sin. King of the Crescent Moon Pack. And apparently... fated to me. Our first meeting? In his oversized, overcompensating office. He told me to show respect. I told him to choke on it. "You're in my territory, human," he growled. "And you're in my light," I said. "Move." The problem? I don't want to be claimed. I want to be taken. But every time I lean in, he backs off. Like he's scared I'll break. "I don't want to hurt you," he says, voice hoarse, fists clenched. I smirk, slow and wicked. "Then you're not man enough to fuck me." ⸻ LEON She walked into my office like she belonged there. No fear. No scent of submission. Just fire, hips, and attitude. She was supposed to be another healer. A professional. Temporary. Not mine. But the moment I scented her, I knew. Violet Blues is everything I've been searching for-and everything I shouldn't touch. Defiant. Human. Forbidden. She looks at me like she dares me to try. Laughs like she knows I already lost. "You think your little attitude makes you strong?" I snapped. "No," she purred, dragging her gaze down my body. "But it makes you hard." I should've walked away. Should've buried the bond howling in my blood. Instead, I backed her against my desk and nearly begged. She doesn't want love. She wants to be ruined. "Say it again," I growl, my voice raw. "You're not strong enough to take me," she whispers. And that's when I knew- She wasn't sent to complete me. She was sent to destroy me

Alessandro Bianchi It's like it happened just yesterday.... I remember it like it was a favorite memory of the past...butit wasn't a favorite memory...it was like a nightmare... waiting for me to relive it over and over again, haunting me...scarring me for life. Rosa Romano It happened so fast...one minute I'm living peacefully with my madre....the next minute the Bianchi family is in our lives and it's all my father's fault ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosa Romano, Andrea Romano are currently living together in a two bedroom apartment, Rosa is working as a stripper/bartender at Alessandro Bianchi's club that he owns, slowly becomes Alessandro's personal dancer, slowly falls for him. Rocco Romano is the father of Rosa Romano, powerful mafia leader, is currently in debt with Alessandro Bianchi's family. Disappeared after his wife, Andrea got sick,left her, wanted nothing to do with her. Is now currently searching for his daughter to reunite with her, only to find her in the arms of the one and only Alessandro Bianchi, disgusted that she's fallin for him Alessandro Bianchi is a troubled Mafia leader with a fucked up past, lost his mother at a very young age. His father was close to killing him but decided against it. Ever since then, he's stayed with his brothers for the time being up until now. Currently 23 years old. Living in Los Angeles where as his father, Enzo Bianchi, a powerful mafia leader, killed Valentina, Alessandro's mother, in front of him when he was younger, wanted nothing to do with his sons and wanted to get rid of Alessandro more than his other sons. He's currently living in Italy but soon finds out his son, is seeing Rocco's daughter, Rosa, who has no idea what's going on......

The first few chapters are going to be a little bumpy since this is my first story I ever written but as you get into it, I trust you it will be good. A story about Isabella a 17 year old girl in her senior year of high school. Where she caught the eye of the schools bad boy and gang leader Ash Hall 18 years old. Throughout the story she learns that there is a new world with paci's and sippy cups, will she enter the new world or stay in the ones she's in. This is a slow-burn so if not like then don't read. *abuse* *changed the description still the same just more detailed* *no sexual content, okay probably just a few ;)* Trigger warning: Almost rape Profanity Verbal abuse Physical abuse Sexual assault

Bella is a shy girl, but when you get to know her she's outgoing. When she was 5 something tragic happened to cause her to be the sheltered girl that flinches at the slightest movements. She always treated people kindly and with respect but she never received it back. She was a target for people to pick on and hurt both physically and mentally. With her father always working she feels alone. But when the bad boy starts to become protective of her she started to see that she wasn't alone anymore. Ryder is a bad boy, he has a past that no one knows about, he sticks to his three best friends, and has really bad anger issues. His blue eyes are always cold and always has that I hate you type of look. But when he sees Bella flinch he stares into her brown eyes seeing pain and fear, yet the fear didn't seem like it was because of him and that caused something to stir inside of him. It makes him hate this feeling and had the urge to protect her from whatever was causing her that fear, and without even knowing she became his everything. With Bellas past catching up to her will Ryder protect her? Are they exactly what they need for each other? Or will they tear each other apart? Read to find out more

Sunlyn Carter is given a promotion to a chair member at a company in London. Giving her a new chapter in life in a completely different country. She wants to start letting lose a little bit. Even if that means having a crazy night out. Finding a man that pleases her mind, soul and body in one night. She thought she would never see him again. Until she does...

Cover by: @Enny101 Christian DeLuca is a very successful businessman with little regard for anyone he doesn't consider family, he's found work and life easier this way. What happens when he finds himself consumed by one thing, or rather one person, Alesha Moore. His plans are to get her, keep her and never let her find out about his title as a kingpin in the Italian mafia. *** "Alesha, where do you think you're going?" he asked in a deep and unsettling tone. "I just saw you commit mass murder Christian. I can't be a part of this world, your world. I'm not built for this life, if this is who you are then.." I let out a humorless chuckle. "I couldn't stomach today let alone the rest of my life. I need to leave, and you need to let me." My voice was so low, even breaking toward the end. Each word provoked tears to spill from my eyes and even more came rushing when I could see how what I said must've felt like daggers to his chest. "You can either stay and talk to me or calm down outside and we'll talk when you're ready, but you are NOT leaving me." His once sexy, endearing voice turned cold and sent frightening shivers throughout my body and I don't know who was staring back at me, but I could no longer see my Christian, not the man I love. *** This book contains mature language AND images, if you find that unsettling, I promise this is not the book for you 😬