𝙄𝙣 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙕𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙞𝙠𝙖 - 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨, 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙥-𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙊𝙡𝙤'𝙚𝙮𝙠𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙏𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙘𝙖 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙣 - 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙣'𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝙎𝙤'𝙡𝙚𝙠, 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣. 𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩: 𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙣. 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙: 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜, 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨. Cover art by yararts on Tumblr. I only own my OC, OC clan, and their storyline.

A hand land on the back of my neck turning me around "don't turns your fucking back on me" he growls in my face , heat pool down my core while I smirk "what's wrong Sandro ? Don't tell me your jealous" I pout "You wanna know what he did" his hand is know on the front of my neck squeezing it lightly "what you couldn't do hmm" at each word he squeeze "you should've been here fuck maybe I should've just spend the night and let him f-" He slams my back on the wall making me grunt and laugh at the same time "Shut the fuck up Rose" , my legs wrap around his waist "make me" I whisper and that's all I needed to say before he rip my dress off me "you better buy another one" I say before latching my mouth on his . 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 They're supposed to hate each other but now something connects them and their life is forced to be together again for better or for worse. Synopsis inside Please give it a try <3 #1 ongoing 03/10/2023 #2 whitman 09/10/2023 #1 secretbaby 17/02/2024 #1 blackauthors 25/05/2024

Gabrielle Lane, a very colorful and joyous woman with a big heart. She was never one to judge, spread rumors, or stay mad at someone for over a day. Closing up her shop one night she was bombarded by three men. Elijah Knight, a cold and dangerous man who never cared for anyone except his crew. A job gone wrong have him meet the the caring and sweet Gabrielle. He instantly disliked the young girl, hating everything about her. But when his hate turns into something more... something deeper, will he be able to control the obsession he soon has over her Warning: This is a dark novel and will have a lot of mature scenes. It will have also a lot of disturbing scenes such as violence, abuse, and other sensitive topics. This is not for people with soft hearts. Meant for 18+

In the isolated town of Grovers Peak, strange things live in the woods-things that can take your face, your voice, your place. Sixteen-year-old Aella knows the curfew isn't about safety-it's about survival. With her loyal dog and two outcast friends, Aella uncovers a truth the town has buried for generations. The fog is thickening. The mimics are watching. And they're done hiding.

Kennedy McAlister knew she had to go home eventually. After graduating from UCLA and unable to find a job in California, she's forced to return to her small Alaska hometown of Finnick Island to help her mother run the coffee shop they own. Kennedy's mother always said there was something about the air there. Something cleansing, something that rejuvenates parts of the soul that you forget you have. The problem is Kennedy doesn't need to be cleansed, and the only thing she wants is to forget. But with handsome, mysterious Grey Fischer still hanging around town, a living embodiment of all Kennedy's guilt and grief that she left behind on Finnick Island, the Alaska air is nothing more than suffocating. [featured on Wattpad's official New Adult page] [featured on Wattpad's Love Yourself Project] Copyright 2019-2025 | Taylor Romagnoli [moonraess]

{ PRIEST X PARISHIONER. } ✞ "Shh... quiet, little slut" he hisses, starting to pump his fingers in and out of my tight, innocent hole. "This is your punishment for desiring a priest" "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. I have broken my vows, I have desecrated this holy place . I took her hymen with the cross around my neck and the worst part, Father... is that I want to do it again. I want to tie her up, I want to hear her beg for mercy, for more. --Father Amias" ___________.✞ ____✞__________ [ Lana Elure is a sweet and pure sunshine who shifted to a small town in Italy recently. She is twenty four years old and a successful author . Behind that sweet innocent face , Lana Elure is a masochist. In the new neighborhood there's a church and Lana decides to visits it. Little did she know she would meet the devil in the house of the God himself. ] [ Amias Vitiello , a thirty eight years old, the priest of the Adoratore di Dio church. He is known for his cold and mysterious personality. He is a worshipper of God and took an oath of Clerical celibacy. Behind that cold and strict facade , Father Amias has a dark secret unknown to everyone. ] [ WARNING - Spanking , praise kink , use of holy cross , holy water , tying , begging , use of words like whore and slut, , bleeding ] #forbidden romance #priestXparishioner #Age gap #Use of holy cross #bdsm #kinks #mature content #18+

Professor's Dark Desire [18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3 ... "Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy. "Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy. "Answer......" She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering. "Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry. "Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time. "I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her. "Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices. "Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.

"The Mafia Boss and His Angel" Valentina Vernández is an pure perfection. She has brown wavy hair, juicy plump lips, marvelous body. Although her life isn't devine as it seems to be. Lorenzo Martino is an sexy mysterious Italian. He has everything, however one thing is missing in his perilous life. The perfect woman, which he doesn't believe exist. |MATURE CONTENT|