" One black coffee." A deep voice said and I snapped my head to the side to see a raven head and as he turned, my eyes found the devastatingly beautiful features that had haunted me last night. He collected his coffee and made his way out of the cafe while I sat there, not knowing what to do. Right before he climbed onto his motorbike, he lifted his head and looked at me, His eyes full of mischievousness and challenge. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Willow has always been a stubborn and impulsive person, nothing could stop her if she wants something and everyone knows it and when her eyes meet a pair of striking cerulean eyes , she's determined to find out who the mysterious yet beautiful boy is but the thing is she only knows how he looks and his motorbike. The mischievous and cocky Azrael Vaughan Lewis never had time for girls. It may be because he wasn't attracted to any or the fact that he was too busy with him being in the final year at the Glasgow University majoring in Medicine. But when he lays his eyes on crazy Willow Brooks, he's determined to find out more. #1 in cute romance #2 in humor #1 in adorable #2 in funny

Nicole Andersson, 17, about 5,6, street fighter, She lives with her brother Alex up in Spring Felid. And goes to Rosewood High School. She's mostly a bad ass, her brother is very overprotective of her ever since she got kidnapped a couple of years ago. Her dad had died saving her, which lead her brother to become the leader. She has severe anxiety, anger issues, and depression. She's not in the gang but they treat her like family, taught her how to fight, race, and how to stay hidden. She's the bad ass of the school... so what happens when a new bad boy comes into town.. Read to find out. -///////////- All characters will be introduced.. just keep reading

She swears she hates him. He's convinced he hates her more. But when secrets, lies, and late-night whispers begin to blur the line between enemies and something they wouldn't even consider, neither of them is ready for what's coming. *** Aliana is loud, impulsive, and dangerously unpredictable. She lies when she's scared, smiles when she's breaking, and keeps everyone away with her endless sarcasm and sharp tongue. She doesn't need anyone. Especially not him. Ali is silent storms and cold stares. The boy with the bad reputation, a past no one talks about, and a temper that makes people flinch. He wants nothing to do with drama, especially when it wears red lipstick and calls him names. They can't stand each other. So why do they keep ending up alone in the same room? Why does every fight feel like foreplay? And why does hating him hurt more than it should? ~~~~~~ He kisses me, again and again, raw and consuming, and then pulls away; I can feel his green eyes piercing my soul. "What you told me last time, say it again," he whimpers breathlessly. "What?" I manage to ask, confused, and reel him in again for another kiss. He pulls back again, his breath hot against my skin. "That you hate me, tell me that you hate me." "I hate you," I tell him almost instantly, the lie burning on my tongue. He kisses me harder and more hungrily, and the words slip out again from my tongue: "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." His murmurs deepen into groans, and at this exact moment, I ask myself how I'm still standing, still breathing, still present. ~~~~~~

---- 🐺 The True Luna: Reborn > I was born under a blood moon, into a name that carried weight - whispered through generations like prophecy. Moon. Sacred. Feared. Expected to rise. But the wolf inside me never woke. No shift. No howl. Just silence... and shame. When the mate bond snapped into place, I felt hope bloom - sharp, trembling, dangerous. Then he looked at me. And chose someone else. Not because I was unworthy... But because I terrified him. I left it all behind. The pack. The promise. The broken destiny. I buried the girl they wanted and became something else. A shadow in the human world. A woman with ink-stained fingers and secrets in her eyes. I don't need a mate. I don't crave power. But darkness... darkness has always known my name. Then he appeared. Prince Damien Knight Walker. Lycan royalty. A predator cloaked in silk and war. He touched me with his eyes first - like he was peeling back my skin. He says I belong to him. But I am not his to tame. There's something dangerous inside me now. Something ancient. Hungry. Awake. Let the kingdoms tremble. I'm Arielle Moon. And I wasn't reborn to be someone's Luna. I was reborn to burn thrones. ---

Sofia Ramos is a Mafia Princess in the Amarican/Spanish Maifa. She just finished University and is moving back into her parent's mansion. She now has a degree in Fashion Designing because of the inspiration from her best friend's mother. Sofia had a sweet, kind, carefree personality but when it came to her Mafia she was anything but that. What will happen when she meets Vincenzo Moretti. Vincenzo Moretti is a cold Italian Mafia Don, he never believed in love until he met Sofia at a dinner in Spain. The first time Vincenzo was ever scared, was when he couldn't introduce himself to Sofia that night at the dinner. Ever since that night in Spain, Vincenzo knew that Sofia would become the love of his life. What will happen when he finally introduced himself to Sofia. Started: 29 June, 2021 Finished: 5 February, 2022 #1 tesoro #3 Spanish #4 spain

I didn't exactly choose to be stolen at four years old. But the French underworld isn't big on consent. One minute I was Donatella Acardi, Mafia royalty. The next? Just another stolen kid bleeding in someone else's basement. That's where I met Amir. We bonded over near-death experiences and shared trauma. Real cute stuff. Then Demetri found us-trained us, broke us, built us back. We became something the underworld whispered about when they thought no one was listening. Angela Della Morte. Morte Nera. The Angel of Death and the Black Death. It has a ring to it, doesn't it? We're not kids anymore. We're not victims either. And we have one job: burn the French Mafia to the ground. Starting with the Don who ruined everything. But revenge doesn't follow a clean checklist. Especially not when I'm suddenly face-to-face with the family I swore I'd never see again... Yay. Now I'm stuck balancing the ghost of who I was with the assassin I've become... while navigating a castle full of lies, power plays, surveillance systems, olive oil, and one very inconvenient slow-burn romance. The mission? Still on. But if I'm not careful, I might survive the job and still lose what's left of me. And let's be honest-I worked way too hard to become this unkillable. ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ~Thank you so much for even taking a glance at this book. Please make sure u remember to vote, comment, and follow if you like. I hope u enjoy the book! And please, if you enjoy just a tiny bit recommend it. I really want this book to go well. It doesn't even have to be a huge recommendation. Just to the point where people can graze over it. Thank u! ⚠️ A REWRITE OF THIS BOOK IS COMING SOON ⚠️ Highest Rankings!: #2 assassin #5 mafia #1 betrayal #1 Bad girl #1 badass #1longlostmafiaprincess

*Book 2*~ (Must read Book 1, to read this) Cassian Herrera has always been reserved, never interested in anyone or anything. Until he meets Vivian, his interest grows. From a young age, Cassian moved to Italy after losing his parents. He got into the Italian mafia, devoting his whole life to it. Wanting nothing more than just doing what he is devoted to. Vivian is a young woman living in Italy with her mother. She can be stubborn but very smart. She ends up in a bind that lands her into the hands of the Italian mafia. Where she meets Cassian, who she desires. Could they be bound to desire one another? "Must I say out of all the Italian women I have met, that mouth of yours is very dirty" I say as I watch her frustrated. "My mouth wouldn't be dirty if you didn't get in my way. Who the fuck are you anyway to tell me what to do?". I smirk as I stand up towering over her. "I am the one who will be filling that dirty mouth of yours, bella". She immediately goes quiet. They always go quiet. Completed: 11.11.22🤍 Edited: 03.08.24🤍

The first time Lila Morgan saw Asher Knight, she forgot how to breathe. The second time, she fell a little harder. By the third time... she was ready to do something extremely stupid. Like stalking the office directory to find out his name. Or walking into the COO's office pretending she needed his "approval" just to get his number. Or texting him relentlessly even though he barely reacted. Because Asher Knight? Cold. Sharp. Unreadable. A man carved from steel and wrapped in a tailored suit. He shouldn't notice her. He shouldn't care. But sometimes... when he thinks she isn't looking... She sees something dangerous flicker in his eyes. Something hungry. Something he's trying - and failing - to hide. And when Lila finally snaps and asks him, "Do you like me or not?" Asher's mask cracks. "I've been trying not to," he whispers. "Because once I start with you... I won't stop." Now the cold COO isn't cold at all. He's jealous. Possessive. Obsessed. And Lila? She has no idea how to handle the man who once ignored her... and now looks at her like she's the only thing he's ever wanted. Office romance. Slow burn. High tension. Jealousy. Hidden obsession. And a man who unravels only for her.

(Book one of the DeLuca series) SMUT WARNING 🔥🤫 ______________________________________________ "How much" he asked "I'm not a prostitute" I said and he removed the hair that was laying on my shoulder. "I didn't say you were" he whispered into my ear as his fingers drew small circles on hips. Swallowing hard I closed my eyes when he gently sucked my earlobe. "So how much" he asked after backing away. Easing off the door I turned around to meet his beautiful blue eyes. My panty was already wet just by looking at him but I wasn't going to have him turn me into a hooker the first day I choose to do this. "Okay I'll give you 2000 euros" he said and my eyes widened. I needed the money but I can't do this "I'm sorry but I'm not a prostitute" I said walking away before picking up my coat. DO NOT COPY OR TWIST MY STORY TO YOUR OWN. I PUT ALOT OF TIME AND WORK INTO MY BOOKS SO DO NOT STEAL THEM⚠️⚠️⚠️ (Book cover by _navyblueee_)

[COMPLETED] "We both want you." Enzo tells me and I look cautiously at Killian who stares at me with an intense glare. I gulp and look away from the intimidating man. "Both?" I whisper with wide eyes and Enzo smiles, nodding his head. "Do you want that, baby? Two men pleasuring you." He brushes his knuckle against my cheek and then rubs the pad of his thumb along my bottom lip. "Open up for me." I stare at him with wide eyes and then clench my thighs together . What the hell am I getting myself into?! ••• Enzo and Killian are two dominants who have spent years trying to find the perfect submissive. They are just about to give up when they suddenly come across Elodie, a beautiful young woman who has the two dominants wrapped around her finger in an instant. But will Elodie be able to deal with their demands as well as their dark past. #1 in Polyamory 1st June 2021 - 29sept'21 #1 in heartbreak 5th sept 2021 #1 in bdsmrelationship 29 sept 2021 #1 in cute 29 sept 2021