Valentina Morgan, a woman who just got out her long relationship that was half of her heart. Her heart that is now damaged. Her ex-Marlin and her family don't believe she can make it in life without Marlin. Val wants to prove them wrong, and Arlo is just the man to save her from her problems, a saint coming to her rescue when she always needs it. Falling in love is tricky; Arlo might be an angel, but angels too have the weight of a troubled mind and soul hanging over them. "The more I discover about Arlo Saint the more I find myself getting somewhat addicted, he's the mystery I want to discover so eagerly. I'm an open book to him but he's solely a constellation in the galaxy I can only glance at from afar." highest rankings #1 on modeling #1 on apartment #1 on nightlife #1 on complicatedrelationships #2 on bad boy #2 on valentina #3 on blackwoman #4 on spice #4 on angst #5 on arlo

"Can't you just turn it on?" She huffed irritated tapping her foot anxiously. Her red bottom heals were too nice for a place with uneven pavement, tire marks, gas and oil all over the ground. She was humiliated being seen here in this sh*tty shop but she had no choice. She was already running late for her shoot. Kai stared back at her blankly and rolled his eyes in annoyance. The entitled impatient brat was giving him a major head ache. Such a beautiful f*cking headache this woman was and he just met her. "If that was the case you would be gone already and my day would be so much better." Adeline Jones. A pretty name for a pretty woman. Adeline is a black, upper class, young lady who is straight from Manhattan. She is the IT girl and she knows it. A model, an actress, an A lister with a grade A awful personality. She took over 80s and 90s and now is untouchable in the early 2000s. No one is good enough for Adeline and no one tells her no. Except one stubborn, and callous Mechanic named Kai Green.

It was the summer of '93, and the weather was almost hotter than the location. But then again, what could be hotter than hell? The Ninth! Some would assume that the steam which rose from the broken sidewalks in front of the brick apartment building justified the neighbor hood's nickname, the Ninth Circle of Hell. The heat wave however, had nothing to do with why people associated Messalina projects with Dante's Inferno. No, that honor went to the infestation of dealers, crack heads, boosters, and hoes. Dope boys handled their business like it was legal, and everyone learned to look the other way. If they didn't learn, then they never got the chance to look again. Life in the ninth operated by the code of the wild, predators ate and prey got eaten. The drug dealers sat on the top of chain. Boosters, strippers and hoes fell somewhere in the middle, while the crack heads and the civilians clung to the last wrung. Everyone knew their assigned roles and no one ever deviated from the script. Cleopatra James, an unremarkable thirteen year old girl, understood better than anyone, her dictated place in the procession. But that didn't mean she accepted the role she'd been given to play.

-𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘- "𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮" "𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞" "𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞?" "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭" "𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞...𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞" "𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞" ------- When 22-year-old Ellowyn Emmeret's life comes burning down....literally, she is forced between the decision to go back to France and beg forgiveness from her wealthy family or continue to live her life in New York broke. But just when she's about to give up and bruise her ego severely a job interview pops up in the newspaper and changes her life completely. Roman Vaughn, The 25-year-old Italian mafia leader would never admit he needed help, but this one time he does. After his wife and the mother of his children left him with Karah and Sage hell erupted. Roman has to encounter enemy mafias trying to kill the future heirs to the Italian Mafia throne, managing and taking care of those heirs, keeping them out of dangerous ways, and running a mafia. All those things have proven to be difficult at times especially with dirty diapers flying in different directions. So he lets go of his stubborn motives and gets a nanny. [18+] STARTED - 4/28/21 ENDED - 9/3/21 Cover made by- @DevilishWritings

Tori's parents are brutally murdered and police make it their duty to protect her. She is sent to Pittsburgh to live with her new hunk of a bodyguard Rayner. Tori is forced to go to a new school, make new friends, and must protect her secret at all costs. Jealousy and rage break loose when Tori befriends someone who isn't to Rayner's liking. What happens when Rayner's job turns into something more? Can Rayner ignore his feelings and be Tori's pretend brother? Will Tori keep her secret? Is Tori really safe in her new home? Can she learn to deal with the loss of her parents? Is she well guarded from the thugs that killed her parents? Most importantly can she keep her sanity?

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Thalia Kennedy is a positive ball of sunshine, she likes dirty jokes and smiling whenever. When she meets a man, the complete opposite of her she immediately takes a liking to him and wants to be the one to teach him how to enjoy the little things is life. Heath Jackson was a complicated man in many ways, from his complicated past to his guaranteed complicated future, he was never able to run away from his silent fears he'd face alone. He was closed off and hated the thought of even interacting with people, until someone was heavenly brought in to save him. --------------------------- "I'm thinking" He tells me and I frown. Is it really that hard to think about something nice about me? "I like your lips" He finally answers with a sly smirk on his face thinking he did something. "Which ones?" I ask before I could stop myself and bite my lip. "Don't you dare answer that" I point my finger at him, the smirk still on his face. ----------------------- #3 in cold 7/11/22 #1 in sarcasm 8/10/22

Losing the Super bowl was the only thing on Jalen's mind until an unlikely person took resident in parts of his mind he'd never explored.

College football star Reid Donahue's comeback is documented by sports media head Jo Lawrence, but as sparks fly between them, Jo must navigate both her career ambitions and growing attraction to the reserved athlete. *** When college football superstar Reid Donahue is ready for a comeback following a gruesome injury, the university tasks their head of sports media for a season-long piece on Reid's return to glory. Jo Lawrence knows that doing this piece is her in for a post-grad job at ESPN and is determined to make her way through a notoriously male-dominated industry. But Reid-reserved and withdrawn since his injury-is making things difficult for Jo at every turn...including the wind sprints her heart seems to do every time he looks at her across the football field. *** [2024 WATTY WINNER] [Wattpad HQ pick Jan-Feb 2025] [5x featured story] [18+] Copyright 2023-2025 | Taylor Romagnoli [moonraess]

Previously entitled, My Overly Possessive Billionaire. "Fine!" I acquiescently cave in. "He better keeps his eyes off of you, or I'll poke his eyeballs out of its socket!" I grumbled exasperatedly. She just shook her head again in disbelief. It seems like it's becoming her habit soon. After a few minutes, he came back, and he barely glances to her side which made me happy. That guy is not stupid after all. I know, I am very possessive, but I'm just protecting what's mine. Whatever is mine, is mine alone, and sharing is not in my vocabulary. Deceitful Lies, Betrayal, Revenge, All in the name of Love. Will they both find their happy-ever-after? NOTE: UNEDITED VERSION (Completed)