#1 Ambw🥇✨️ Long chapters + Complete unedited version "You don't get to play me," he growled, hand locked around her throat as he slammed her against the bed. "You take me." Aaliyah thought she could tease Kenji, thought she could control the game. But every move she makes only fuels his dominance, his hunger, his need to own every inch of her. What started as rivalry explodes into obsession, jealousy, and nights so sinful she'll never be the same. And when someone from Kenji's past threatens to break them apart, Aaliyah learns just how far he'll go to prove she's his-and only his. When Aaliyah crosses paths with Kenji, sparks ignite into a flame neither of them can control. What starts as playful tension quickly spirals into an intoxicating mix of passion, jealousy, and loyalty. Between heated encounters, unspoken rivalries, and a love that refuses to be denied, Aaliyah and Kenji must learn if their fire will consume them-or forge something unbreakable. Raw, filthy, and addictive... this is not your typical college love story. ____________________________________________ Also I wrote this book ages ago and its been in my drafts i decided to post it on a whim .. this is the full unedited version!

"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅 𝒙 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 Freya Everson doesn't do relationships. She likes control, fun, and hooking up with men who don't stay long enough to hurt her. After one too many emotionally unavailable disasters, she swore she'd never fall again. No commitments. No expectations. No weakness. Then she meets Jace Vaughn. Her best friend's cousin. Shy. Quiet. A so-called innocent nerd with an angel's face and eyes that linger a second too long on her body. He's not her type, but the more she teases him, pushes him, and tests him, the more she realizes something dangerous. Jace isn't as innocent as he looks. And for the first time, Freya isn't the one in control. What starts as a game turns into something far more consuming than a simple hookup. The question isn't whether Jace can handle Freya. It's whether Freya can handle falling for him. 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

What she'd look like without that shirt. What she'd sound like if I kissed the corner of her throat and whispered her name there. What she'd do if I pinned her against the counter and made her say please. What she'd do if I- "Dominic?" • "I stayed up late, trying to get good at maths... just so I could be someone you'd respect. Someone you might someday look at and see more. Someone who could belong in your world." "I didn't want your money. Or your praise. I just..." my throat tightened, "I just wanted you to see me. Not Tristan's sister. Not a kid." Just Elena. • Elena Evelyn Grantt has spent years pretending. Pretending she didn't love him, pretending she could move on, and pretending it didn't matter that he never saw her that way. To Carl Dominic Enzo, she was only his best friend's little sister. But when Dominic returns, everything begins to shift. Older now and harder to ignore, he still calls her "little sister" and still treats her like family, yet his eyes linger longer than they should and the tension between them grows harder to resist. She was never meant to love him. He was never supposed to want her. But some lines are meant to be crossed...

I'm Princess Elanora Georges, and my life basically just ended. Why? Because I'm being forced to marry Axel fucking Kingston, a six-foot-something nerd with ugly glasses, perfect posture, and the emotional range of a teaspoon. Oh, and he's completely inexperienced. Like... painfully. So please explain how I went from "I hate him" to "Axel, please... don't stop," completely falling apart under him and forgetting my own name. I swear I don't even know who I am anymore. #1 Royalfamily (Feb 5th) #1 Enemies (Feb 23th) #1 Badgirlgoodboy (March 23)

Omertà-the Mafia's sacred code of silence. No talking to cops. No betraying the family. No mercy for those who break it. Lorenzo "Enzo" Moretti lives by it. As the ruthless don of Chicago's most powerful Italian syndicate, he's built an empire on blood, loyalty, and unbreakable rules. Until Aaliyah Brooks. One glance at her soft curves, warm brown skin, and innocent smile shatters his control. She's light in his world of shadows-sweet, trusting, untouched by violence. He should stay away. Instead, he claims her. Obsesses over her. Vows to protect her at any cost. But in Enzo's world, love comes with secrets. And when danger targets what's his, he'll enforce omertà the only way he knows how: silently, brutally, without her ever knowing the bodies he buries to keep her safe. She's his salvation. He's her damnation. And once she's his, there's no escaping the don who broke his own code for her. A/N : This book has a lot of smut (they do it almost all the time) 🥲 and this book has a brand new story line

Luca Volkov and a one-Night-stand with a prince? What?! The son of the most powerful Mafia boss. Luca is usually not the type of person to go clubbing, but after a begging of his twin brother to celebrate their 21 birthday in one of the best night clubs in Paris, he gives in. But who would expect that he becomes the obsession of a Prince But not only will Luca leave the club, after having a unforgettable night in a VIP room, but also he will leave a prince that can't forget him behind. FIRST BOOK: Kidnapped by the mafia, but this BOOK CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE! * Trigger Warnings

"Damn she's so fucking hot, I'm glad I came down when I did" A girl and her best friend's sister can't seem to live without each other now that they've met. They are super attracted to each other, especially on Friday nights. Her best friend is all about the two of them, evwn though they are 4 years apart. A hot age gap, 18 and 22. What will happen between them?

'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