ASHER I wasn't looking for love. I was looking for power. A wife is not romance in my world. She's leverage. Blood ties. Contracts sealed with rings instead of ink. When Carson begged for protection and money, offering his daughters like bargaining chips, I expected to be bored. Elisa. Eighteen. Italian. Five-foot-five of something breakable. And I wanted her. Not because she was the most beautiful - though she was. Not because she would make the best alliance - though she would. I wanted her because she looked at me like I was something terrifying... and still didn't run. I have built an empire with blood. Men fear me. Enemies whisper my name. I take what I want. And I wanted her. She is everything I am not - light where I am darkness, gentle where I am ruthless. I thought she would bend. I thought she would obey. I did not expect to fall. But the mafia monster is learning something dangerous- Even monsters can love. ⸻ ELISA Papa said this was an honor. He said I should smile. Be grateful. Be obedient. And then there was him. Asher Ivanov. Six-foot-four. Broad shoulders. Dark hair with blonde streaks. Brown eyes that looked like they'd seen too much. And dimples that didn't match the rest of him at all. I was the youngest. The quietest. The one who still believed marriage meant something soft and safe. But when he chose me, there was no softness in his voice. He didn't ask. He took. I was afraid of him. Of the way he moves like he owns every room. Of the way men step aside when he walks. Of the darkness that clings to him like a shadow. And yet... When he looks at me, sometimes there's something else there. Something almost careful. Almost gentle. He is cold. I am warm. He is a storm. I am a flower. But storms don't always destroy flowers. Sometimes... they protect them. And somewhere between fear and fate, I started falling in love with the monster who chose me.

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

** Mia thought escaping Ryan meant freedom. Instead, it left her hunted, cornered, and forced to stand beside the last man she ever wanted- Nicholas, her sworn enemy. To survive, she must bind herself to a greater monster, one whose cruelty cuts as deep as his devotion. But in a world built on betrayal and blood, Mia learns that the most dangerous battles of all are not fought against the monsters who break you- but rather the ones who make you feel instead. ** Jeff Buckley- Lover, You should've come over. (3:50) 📚(COMPLETED)📚

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

17 year old Arya Cadel is the sweetest girl you'll ever meet. With a heart full of joy she loves to see the good in people. However, she likes to focus on one thing and one thing only. School. And that's because of her parents. He's mean. He's dangerous. He's cruel. Rome Black is his name. When you hear it, you better run for the hills. But she doesn't. Why? Simply because she loves to see the good in people. What happens when innocence and sinful meet?

AGE GAP STORY!!! WARNING: SUPER CRINGEE Beverly clover fawn, the definition of sweetness, the most precious girl as considered by her parents. but due to her father's business and busy schedule, he somewhere left his daughter behind. that's when someone else grabbed her hand, someone way older and dominating. Nikolai petrov, the Don of the Russian mafia and someone Beverly knew since she was a kid. *Secrets unfold, masks fall off and the past reveals itself*

𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐤 a sweet yet confident girl who works in a bar down town . Serving the lowlifes the drunks everyone always with a smile on her face . What happens when the three most dangerous men in the city help her in a sticky situation and they take a liking into her . 𝐗𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐧 , 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 the three most notorious men in the city they own hotel companies you name it but is what the public don't know they own the underworld , so what happens when the three set there eyes on a bartender and they don't plan on taking their eyes off ! "𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 " #1-sweet #1-good #2-texttospeech ‼️my grammar isn't the best in this, so please don't say anything about it, im already aware. ‼️

Early in life I was dealt a bad hand when my parents were murdered in our home. Things were only slightly easier when I landed a bartending job at a posh club in New York City right out of foster care, it wasn't a glamorous life but it allowed me to live comfortably. My world was turned on its head when I caught the eye of both a mafia boss and his half brothers. They gave me a type of security that I hadn't known in a very long time. NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Posting here to see how this does before I publish it through Amazon. ALl feedback welcome. Much love!