"She was his once-in-a-lifetime kind of love, and he was the reason she still believed in it." ****************** "I was so sure," I whispered. "That someday he'd look at me and see it too. See me." Mayank sighed softly, turning down the music. "Maya..." "But he didn't," I said, my voice breaking just slightly. "He looked at her tonight the way I've always wished he'd look at me." Silence. Only the faint hum of the car filled the space between us. I laughed quietly - the kind of laugh that comes when your heart is too tired to cry. "I'm pathetic, right? The girl who fell for her father's best friend's son. Like some hopeless fairytale but forget that not every fairytale becomes real." Mayank shook his head. "You're not pathetic, Sharma. You just have a big heart. That's your problem." I smiled weakly. "Big hearts are overrated." ****************** Trope : Age gap Forbidden love childhood crush Slow burn She fell first,he fell harder Happy ending

𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘐 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺ed 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. Book one of New York Series (does not need to be read as a series) **** Carlos placed his head next to mine and whispered in my ear. "Who do you belong to slut?" I moaned breathlessly when he entered his finger in my entrance a little but not the whole way. He squeezed my neck again. "You daddy. I b-belong to you daddy." Carlos smirked. "Good girl. Now you will look into the mirror while I fingerfuck you senseless. You will see how much of a desperate slut you are for me. How pathetic and needy your are for Daddy. You will be begging and crying before you cum. You will be screaming and pleading with me to let you cum. You will lose any support in your legs before you cum. Be a good girl and stand still and maybe just maybe you'll be granted the pleasure of a orgasm tonight." He shoved two fingers into me suddenly. I screamed and moaned at the same time. **** She was a innocent naive girl who had been protected and sheltered since an accident when she was young. He was a possessive and dominant boy who preferred to keep to himself than talk to people who didn't matter to him. Most Impressive Rankings #4 badboy #1 daddy #1 possessive #43 romance #12 soft #1 angle #1 innocent #1 naive #1 complete #6 love #1 lavender #4 sensitive Cover by @meesha_lora

one unexpected night I saw him. My ex. He was here and he was after me again, I can't get away from him. that was until I met Ash. the Italian mafia leader. The most dangerous man in the world, or so I thought. even though he appears to be scary and harsh he isn't. ----------------------------- Preview: He sits on the kitchen counter hunched and holding his lower stomach, I step in front of him. "Can you take your shirt off?" I ask softly, he looks up at me with the same cold glare, but this time it had an emotion i couldn't read "please? I need to clean that." I said pointing at his stomach. He sighed and pulled off his shirt with a low husky groan. I let my eyes rake over his body watching as his arm muscles flex and his skin is toned. he clears his throat, I feel heat rise to my cheeks as I realize I was staring. "clean it then." He demands, but it was oddly soft. I nodded and dabbed at his wound he hissed and pain lowing his head to rest it in the crook of my neck. His breath shoots goose bumps all over my skin.

Sixteen-year-old Leah D'Amore thought survival meant silence, foster homes, and pretending not to care. But when a single phone call rips her from her gritty life in Australia and drags her across the world to Italy, she finds herself face-to-face with the family she never knew she had-six overprotective brothers, a powerful father, and a past soaked in secrets. Now Leah must navigate a world of whispered warnings, forbidden memories, and loyalty that could cost her everything. Because in this family? Love isn't safe. And the truth might kill her.

"You're going to pay for that." I whispered to her, making sure to graze my mouth across the spot that makes her breath hitch. When I saw her remain unfazed, I leant behind her and switched on the shower... causing a small gasp from her beneath the chilling water. Placing both hands either side of her head, I leant into her and hovered my lips above hers. Neither of us moved until she finally breathed the words that made my knees weak. "Oh, just fuck me already." ~~~ A plane journey was all that stood between Rebecca Brooke and Ashton Miles. One hour and 20 minutes in the sky was all that it took for her to arrive at her perfectly planned summer in France. However, falling for her 'Bestfriend's Brother' and 'Brother's Best Friend' certainly wasn't on that plan. Suddenly her whole month away, that she spent caught up in steamy romances with Ashton, began to feel so right. Yet somehow, so surreal... ~~~ ••🦋MATURE SCENES🦋- she a bit smutty ;) ••⚠️WARNING⚠️ ~this starts off as you average romance but nothing is as it seems~ ~~~ ~BEST TAGS~ #1 in brothersbestfriend #1 in childhood #1 in bliss #1 in holidayromance #1 in jealousy #1 in hotness #2 in boyfriend #4 in badboy #4 in player #6 in handsome #11 in badboylovestory #12 in mature #20 in brothers #28 in crush #34 in steamy #35 in teenfiction •Started 22nd December 2020• •1k Reads 28th December 2020• •10k Reads 7th January 2021• •100k Reads 20th May 2021•

BOOK ON HOLD-- writers block 😔 𝗜𝗩𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗝𝗘𝗡𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗦 is the perfect little ballerina - soft-spoken, obedient, and untouched by the world that sold her. To everyone else, she's just a quiet girl with lowered eyes and pointed toes. But 𝗥𝗔𝗙𝗔𝗘𝗟 𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗢 knows better. He sees the way her hands tremble. The way her smile doesn't reach her eyes. The way she obeys like she's afraid not to. And it pulls him in. She was promised to him-a contract sealed in blood, not love-and now she belongs to a man as cold as he is calculated and controlling. Rafael doesn't crave her affection. He isn't looking to be wanted. What he wants is to unravel her. To possess every piece of the girl the world calls delicate. But Ivory isn't fragile. She's fractured. And the closer he gets, the more she falls apart for him. In a world of shadows, power, and pain, their connection becomes something twisted. Addictive. Dangerous. Because when you give yourself to a monster... you don't get to choose what parts of you he keeps. And when control slips... Desire takes its place. And Rafael never loses. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ・❥・ "Careful, Ivory. I play rougher when someone thinks they can outmatch me." ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ・❥・ { 18+ | Dark Mafia Romance } 𝖢𝖮𝖯𝖸𝖶𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖤 𝟤𝟢𝟤5 @𝗐𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗆

Calvin bent down and settled between my thighs and bent my knees upward. He stroked my ankles, calves and then moved his hands to the insides of my thighs and planted a soft kiss there. I was breathing really hard. He hooked a finger in the side of my panties and gave it a jerk and tore them. I gasped. I could see the lust in his eyes like he wanted to devour me. He spread my ankles wide and held them in a tight grip and inched his mouth towards my wet core. I could feel his breath on my lower lips. I jerked my hips forward. I was dying for just a touch. Calvin Smith the CEO of Smith Industries is the youngest known Bad Boy Billionaire in America . He is ruthless, arrogant and an asshole. Sophia Brown, a hopeless romantic, is waiting for her prince charming. She has just graduated she's looking for a job and ends up working under the ruthless billionaire . They belong to two different worlds but somehow feel a connection. Will they embrace this connection or bury it deep down within themselves?

COMPLETED✅ When uni student Talia Herera finally finds it in herself to break up with her shitty boyfriend Tim, Oscar Atkins -Volleyball star- at their uni, finds his way into her chaotic life, to show her how she should've been treated all along. ~The colors sage green and lavender purple, upon first glance, those two couldn't be found on the same side of the spectrum, at least not, theoretically. How about we test the theory metaphorically?~ ❣️❣️❣️ "Why're you mad Oscar, is it because it sucks to have my sloppy seconds?" Comes out an all too familiar voice. I freeze in step at the realization. "I dare you to say that again" There's some shuffling, it's clear to conclude they're on the verge of a fight. Sierra faces me, squeezing my hand "Come on" She has a serious expression on her face. I gulp and continue my footsteps. "Hey, Tim" I call up for him. His eyes nearly fall out of their sockets as they bulge out while turning to face me. He surely didn't expect me to show up from thin air. I approach him warily, nevertheless confidently, everyone's eyes following my every move. "You know, I really did want our breakup to be as civilized as possible. Though it seems like people never learn. Oh, and by the way, you were shitty in bed. Every orgasm I had, I had to fake so you can get it over with" I confess and the guys are trying to hold in their laughs and snickers at my statement; hardly succeeding. . . . ❣️❣️❣️ *I don't own any of the pictures used, they belong to their rightful owners. *contains cursing. *contains mature themes. -Dual perspective #2 in YoungAdult #2 in jealousy #1 in sportromance #6 in college #2 in volleyball #2 in collegeromance #2 in friendstolovers #8 in enemiestolovers #51 in romance #12 in teenfiction #5 in teenromance #1 in bestfriend

Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one. Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted? ********************** We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second. "Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck. "This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one. I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.

Heliophilia (n.) desire to stay in the sun; love of sunlight To be loved is to be known. Arabella Dawson Has never had anybody constant in her life. From parents always being away at work to one shitty friend, she doesn't know how to exist when people are looking. Flint Camero Has never needed anybody but himself. From a dead mother to an unpredictable father, he's doesn't know how to let people in. That all changes when he meets a burning ray of sunshine. Shitty at descriptions. But try please 🙏 Book 1 in the sun series