𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝟏𝟖+ Aurellia never thought in a million years that a simple house party could turn into total madness. Drunkenness blacked out her mind completely. When she wakes up, she's sitting in the back seat of a car with an unknown guy staring at her in the rearview mirror, and the door is locked. It turned out to be the brother of her best friend. A total psychopath who lurks in the shadows with every step and every breath that she takes after he has seen her at the party. Now, he won't leave her be, even if she begs him on her knees. ALL RIGHTS ARE MINE. IF YOU TRY TO COPY, I'LL TAKE LEGAL ACTION. Rankings: #1 in Crazy (sep 2025) #1 in Psychopath (sep 2025) #1 in Bestfriendsbrother (sep 2025) #1 in Morallygray (sep 2025) #1 in Smutish (oct 2025)

Aletheia - a Greek word (ἀλήθεια) that means "truth" or "unconcealedness." ★★★ Angelina Marina Nyx Cattivo thought she was stuck in a never-ending nightmare, surviving a dark past while believing her parents were gone. But one night, everything changes when she fights back-and discovers an earth-shattering secret: her father is alive, and he's the ruthless leader of a powerful mafia. Oh, and she has five brothers she never even knew existed! Suddenly, Angelina is swept into a world of luxury, danger, and fierce protection. Her brothers-tough as nails and loyal to the core-swear to protect her at all costs. And her father, once cold and distant, is ready to make up for lost time. But her return has riled up some deadly enemies, and her new family will do whatever it takes to keep her safe-even if it means going to war. For the first time, Angelina isn't alone. She has a family that would burn the world to protect her-and they just might have to. Will she rise from her past...or be consumed by it? ★★★ "You... came? But you're... supposed to hate me," I rasped, barely able to speak. He smiled a sad, broken smile as his hands moved to the chains, fingers trembling but quick. "I don't," he whispered. I wanted to laugh. Or cry. Or scream. Maybe all of them. "Well... I hate you," I said, my voice cracking. He paused for only a second, then leaned in slowly, pressing his forehead to mine. "No you don't." Then he kissed me. ★★★ - Mafia - Long Lost Sister - Slow Burn - Romance Started: 26/1/24 Finished: 29/4/25

"Miri and I know nothing if not discretion." Through her work, Miriam Crawford's existence has stretched thousands of miles. After a year of suffocation, Miriam is sent to live at the Andersons' home, a decadent family full of admired and aspiring figures in academia. Alone in the lavish building, Miriam becomes acquainted with her employer's son, Levai Anderson. What will happen when neither can help but tread the line between self-preservation and sexual gratification? #1 in LDR #1 in finding #3 in employee #2 in feud #8 in good #8 in online #9 in fun #10 in interesting #9 in holiday #19 in older Cover made by giselle1090 <3 [[word count: 145,000 to 150,000]]

London Fane is faced with the devastating news that, due to her recklessness, she has lost her scholarship to her dream college. With that, her last choice is BlackWell. When she accidentally bumps into a certain boy in the library, London becomes fascinated by his shyness. So she does everything in her power to get him to talk to her. Even if that means forcing him to help her leave campus and not get caught by security. August thought that would be it with the troubled girl but he was wrong. After finding out that she was in his class and a project had just been assigned, he knew that there was no way off of this ~ || Highest Rank || #1 in shy boy 5-31-22 #1 in sweet boy 6-8-22 #1 in innocence 6-11-22 #1 in sad 7-21-22 #1 in happiness 8-28-22 #1 in past 12-10-22 #1 in lust 2-16-23 #1 in street racing 3-14-23 #1 in good boy 7-23-23 #1 in good boy bad girl 8-7-23 #1 in temptation 11-22-23

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

"Amari, you guys have been best friends for too long. There's no way you two haven't done something." "We're just friends. Some of us can manage keeping our hands to ourselves." ---- Amari and Tyler have been best friends since they were kids, but, as always, people grow and things change. Amari, once boyish, begins to change her style and wear clothes that accentuate her curves. Tyler begins to notice. After one dark encounter at a party, an agreement is put into place. Will things stay strictly friendly or will feelings be caught?

"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.

When 22 year old Leah Rose is forced to marry Ace Steel a 24 year old leader of the Italian mafia to save her father's mafia from debt. She then decided to run away from their arranged marriage only again to be found a day later. Leah Rose A woman that always tried to make her father happy ever since she was a little girl but her plans would always go unsuccessful when her brothers would come into view. But when she comes across Ace Steel she slowly starts feeling her heart beat for a ruthless heartbreaker. Ace Steel A ruthless Italian mafia leader that only sees kindness as weakness. He is always one to break others hearts but what happens when his heart catches feelings for Leah Rose would this change his way of viewing life? *NOT EDITED*

⚔︎A Mafia Romance⚔︎ An 18+ Mafia Story. ✎The Forbidden Love between a Mafia King and FBI agent. ✎Lydia Noor Bianchi, secretly an FBI agent who is messing around with Silas Xavier Romano, the Mafia King. "I can't keep my hands off you." ⚔︎Preview:⚔︎ A tear rolled down my cheek,"We can't do this Silas..if you knew, you'd hate me." He leaned closer to my lips before whispering, "How much?" I squeezed my eyes shut, "You'd kill me.." He looked me in my eye, "Just tell me what you want and I'll do it..anything.." I inhaled sharply before taking a second look at him. I knew I'd regret my decision but I needed him, I was desperate for his touch. "𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘴.." 🔥🔥🔥 Reads: 18

~•~ 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.