"I could kill you," he grins holding the gun to my temple. "I wouldn't be scared," I reminded him. He trails the gun under my chin lifting it, allowing me to look him in the eyes. "No one would know you were murdered by me," he continues making me smile. "I think I might have a gun kink;" I tell him while holding eye contact. "Fuck," he mutters as he smashes his lip onto mine, •••• The crimson colour pools beneath me as I let him twist the dagger that had been living in my heart since the day we had met. Sometimes we settle for the love we think we deserve only because are parents didn't portray it better therefore we think the bare minimum is over the top. ••••

[COMPLETED] "We both agreed, Apollo! We said no feelings, no attachments! You promised you wouldn't get attached." I look down at my lap in worry and shame. I have no idea what to say, I promised her, but like an idiot I broke that promise. "Say something!" My breath hitches and I look up at my beautiful girl through my lashes, my eyes brimming with tears because I know after tonight we won't be seeing each other again. I stand up from the edge of the bed and walk over to her, watching as her chest moves up and down harshly with each breath. My eyes trail over the love marks I left moments ago when we were happy to only get lost in each other's arms temporarily. She's mad at me. I never wanted her to be mad at me. "I'm sorry, baby," I whisper reaching forward to run my finger along her cheek catching the falling tear that flows down her soft skin. "You promised." She whispers. I know. "I promise I'm not attached, Blue." Too late. ••• Apollo and Blue have a few things in common. They're both lonely, they're both sad and they both attend the same university, a place where they stumble upon each other for the first time. So when the two decide to keep each other company by forming a causal relationship, the hard-headed Blue sets clear instructions for Apollo. Do not get attached. #2 Dark // 7 April 2022 #1 Interracial // 8 April 2022

*Mature BWWM* Bellamy Dupont has had a crush on Nikolai Semenov ever since he came from Russia. Nikolai has always resented her at times. When Nikolai moves back to Russia, ten-year-old Bellamy is devastated. After thirteen years, Nikolai returns, and she's arranged to marry him. Of course, her feelings towards him have never changed, only matured and proceed with caution. But is she ready to take on the big brute who won't confess any feelings at all and forget about the reason for the marriage in the first place? *Preview* "I fucking told you. Stop calling me your fucking bro. I'm not your fucking bro." He climbs on top of me as I laugh my shit off, making it worse for me. But I can't stop laughing. I've been calling him bro for the past two hours, his reactions are so funny, and now I've got myself fucked up cause he parked the bus and yanked me off my chair. "Stop fucking laughing." I cover my mouth, trying to stop. "I'm sorry...bro." I swear I see Nikolai's vein pop. "Strip." I stop laughing. "Excuse me?" Nikolai sneers. "I said strip." I cup my ear. "Bro, I can't hear-" Nikolai rips my shirt open, knowing full well it was my favorite one. First, it was my favorite pair of panties. Now, it's my favorite shirt. ~~~~~~~~ *33 chapters- three extra chapters I promise you the story is better than this lame excuse for a blurb. Cover by: @meha-k Whole story word count: 52,472 *EDITED TO A READABLE STATE 😉 (feel free to comment about the French and Russian mistakes I made. I know GT isn't reliable sometimes) 🔥 is the mature chapters 🥇 #2 in funnymomments 100k Reads on 7/16/22 150ᴋ ʀᴇᴀᴅs ᴏɴ 7/25/22 200k Reads on 8/6/22 250k Reads on 8/25/22 300k Reads on 10/2/22 400k reads on 12/17/22 500k reads on 3/24/23

His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬." 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. "𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕." 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆." _______________________________________ 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚, 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧.

"𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗲? 𝗬𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝗡𝗼 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮." 𝗛𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗱𝗮𝗺'𝘀 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝗰𝗸. 𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗽 𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘆- "𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗶." "𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁.." 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱. "𝗬𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼." "𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗱"- 𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗼𝗿𝘄𝗮𝘆. 𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗶 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘀𝘁. 𝗛𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻-"𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀." 𝗛𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝗮𝗿. 𝗪𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲.

Needs to be heavily edited lmao (first wrote when I was like 15) Now, I'm alone with the beast . He stares into my soul causing me to gulp. "You're going to do something for me." He rounds his desk, coming to a stop in front of me. His body towering over my seated self. I look forward facing his crotch, the bulge in his pants making itself known. I make eye contact with him, an evil smirk, he says one word, "suck." .... Grayson Black is the definition of playboy. Unfortunately when owning a large and successful company, image matters especially when your only 27, so he decided to 'commit' himself to a relationship to prove that he's changed his ways. Except the woman he 'commits' himself to is his assistant. When feelings begin to grow on one end and there's a secret surprise on the way, what happens? #15 in romance #1 in employee #2 CEO #1 baby #1 fake love #1 in love life

❦"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 #𝟏"❦ • 𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 works as a stripper at club LUX after she escaped from her father, Valentine Rostov the leader of the Russian Mafia. During her time at the club, she meets a dangerous man, Lorenzo Marcelio the leader of the Italian Mafia. Her father Valentine Rostov sends men to the club one night to send a message to Gianna while a note is sent to Lorenzo informing the two that Diabolo is back and he wants his heart back. Lorenzo soon finds out a bit about Gianna's past but most of all, he finds out she was once in love and engaged to the deadliest assassin in the world. Rowan Starkov, also known as, Diabolo. War is now set between the Russian and Italian Mafia and between two lovers who are now enemies. Gianna later finds herself stuck between two men fighting for the same things. Rowan wants his daughter back and later finds himself more entangled in Gianna than before. And Lorenzo wants to protect the two people that have become most important to him. But this entire war revolves around everyone's most precious treasure, Sofia Starkov, the daughter of Gianna and Rowan. • "Oh, little bird, oh, little bird." My other hand gripped her breast firmly but hard enough to send her throbbing. "I'm going to destroy every part of you tonight, I will leave scars that I can only hope your new fiancé can find, I'm going to mark you with my name so he knows exactly who he's fucking with." I looped my arm around her waist hoisting her onto my thigh so her clit rubbed against it. "By the time I'm done with you, you won't be able to fuck your fiancé without thinking of me, without seeing me, without wanting me." ⚠️Warning⚠️ - lots of SMUT

[MATURE CONTENT] Everyone tends to outgrow their childhood memories as they become adults but not Trinity. The Ivanov sons are the living memory who breathes and walks to her terror and against her utmost desires she desperately needs but denies herself; she thinks she can escape them but no. They have claimed her, desired her, obsessed over her even before she knew it and they will have her because she is THEIRS. And the sad truth she knows, they are hers for the claim. © "Show me your panties." Vadim has never been one to ask question. I want to refuse but the look on his face makes my body say fuck it. Blushing, fingers goes to the slit of my dress to give him what he want but Andrei halts me almost immediately. "Slowly." Andrei says. Snapping my gaze to his mischievous smirk. Stretching my leg farther out that has the slit on; boldly, my eyes trained on their heated gaze as I slowly hook my thumbs to my panties tugging it down.... slowly. How they want it. "Ass up, face down." Shakily, I complied climbing the bed falling in position shooting my ass high in the air getting wetter by the second hearing footsteps draw closer licking my lips. Vadim breathes on my neck hearing Andrei's dark chuckles. "When we are done with you, you will wish you didn't beg to be fucked." Oh God! ***Mature content ***Violence ***Mature romance ***18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

🚧 UNDER CONSTRUCTION 🚧 〤In editing process, first book, revamping in progress〤 ❝ 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝑀𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝐿𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒮𝒶𝒻𝑒𝓉𝓎 , ❞ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ. I decided to explore a little and found a room that had a beautiful black bed. It was very masculine, but the smell gave me butterflies. I approached the curtains on the large and long windows and gently touched them. "May I help you?" a tall figure asked with his hands In his pockets. I quickly turned around and was shocked at the sight I was seeing. It was the man with beautiful brown eyes. "No, I'm sorry, I just liked the way your room looked," I told him with a slight smile. ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. Yelena Alverez, nineteen-year-old, born in Italy raised in New York by her adoptive mother, Yelena, crosses paths with Adrian Costello, a twenty-five-year-old Mafia underboss. Adrian is a carefree sinner. He can shoot you in the head twenty-seven times with no guilt. Yelena loses her adoptive mother and is forced to move in with her biological parents. To Yelena, they were terrible people that had no emotion. Once Yelena got closer to her family, she realized they weren't bad people. Well, she was wrong. Her entire family is also in the Italian Mafia and her father is the boss. Adrian has never shown emotion towards a woman in his entire life, but once he meets Yelena, he falls in love. ₊‧ ✩ ੈ * ⚬ ʚ♡ɞ ⚬ * ੈ✩‧₊ * NEEDS MAJOR EDITING * xoxo, Scythe 🍜 ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵ #1 - troublemaking #1 - Pinocchio #1 - Disparity #2 - forbiddenlove #2 - age gap #1 - Mine 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 : 𝘀𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝘁𝗵 , 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 : 𝗝𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝟭𝟱𝘁h