𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 I downed a shot of tequila, allowing the burning liquid to slide down my throat and settle in my stomach. I deserved to have some fun without boundaries. I poured a second glass and it disappeared as quickly as the first. Then came the third, fourth and fifth. Still I wasn't satisfied. My landlady was a bitch, I was fired and my boyfriend cheated on me. My nerves were shot to hell! My eyes lazily scanned the nightclub as I consecutively downed my sixth shot for the evening. Life's a bitch. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐨 I sat in the VIP section of the club, a glass of vodka in my hand as I watched the woman several yards away drowning herself in tequila. My lips curled in amusement. The red dress she wore showed a generous amount of cleavage, her ass was ripe and full, begging to be groped. She looked to be eighteen. I wondered what a pretty thing like her was doing in a place like this, drinking like there was no tomorrow. Not that it was any of my business. Women came, got laid and wasted in this nightclub every night. Nothing special to see here. "Muori figlio di puttana." I pulled the trigger on my gun and shot the Mexican in the head after he was caught stealing coke from my warehouse. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls and my designer suit. I tucked my gun back in my pocket and left the ally. "He killed a guy!" I shrieked as I turned to run away from there as fast as possible. Just as I was about to run back inside, a large hand clamped around my neck and I was pressed up against a rock solid chest. My jaw was caressed by - a gun!? "Going somewhere piccola?" a deep voice whispered in my ear. "Let me go, you sick twisted bastard!" I growled. "Feisty and a foul mouth. I like it," he chuckled. "You killed someone! I'm calling the cops!" I shouted. "Princess I own the cops," he said stroking my face. "and now I own you. Say goodbye to your old lif

❛❛ I hate that I made you love me. ❞ Viola Winslet and Draco Malfoy have spent years pretending to be polite family friends to please their parents. They pretend to enjoy each other's company at the pureblood balls they're forced to attend. After summer break, they despise each other at Hogwarts and aren't afraid to show it. Every encounter turns into a battle of insults, pride, and control. But when forced proximity and family expectations keep throwing them together, their hatred starts to blur into something neither of them is willing to name. disclaimer : these are my ideas, I will not tolerate any sort of copying or extreme heavy inspo. I also will not tolerate nonconsensual translating !! - enemies to lovers - slow burn - family friends - childhood "friends" - accurate/canon draco - mature themes - mature language - spoilers - spice Started: 06/13/26 Ended: ? tags: #1 dracomalfoy #1 malfoy #1 dracofanfic #1 dracotok #1 pureblood #1 hagrid © xeylio

Life glitters with promise, luxury, power, and the illusions of freedom. Professor Rivera is respected and impossible to read. At Vanderwood University, he is known for demanding excellence. Beyond campus, whispers of his name carry a very different kind of fear. He had everything under his control. That is, until Chloe Blackwell storms into his lecture hall. She's hot. She's intelligent and stubborn; her research into organized crime begins pulling her toward secrets that were never meant to be uncovered. What starts as curiosity becomes a forbidden desire.

❝𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟, 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠. 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ ❝.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. The Damned Dynasty Series Book One: Tantalization Book Two: Enticement explicit smut in my very dark books, be aware of what you're reading.

(18+) ( editing ) "I want it slow baby." he whispers, planting dozens of kisses on my neck as I ride him. "How slow?" I breathe. "Slow enough so that I can feel you entering my soul." He whispers and steals another kiss from me. ❦ The daughter of a Russian mob leader seems to catch the eye of his father's enemy. Will the Italian Don use The Russian Don's daughter as his plan to destroy his rival and fall in love with her or the father finds out himself and kills them both? - 'The Italian Don and his enemies daughter' [Mature Audience Only] HIGEST RANKINGS # 1 Romance -16/04/2021 # 1 Temptation -08/08/2021 # 1 Eyesslipfierce - 09/07/2022 # 1 Wild - 13/09/2022 # 1 Bad - 22/09/2022

{𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1} 𝒁𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝑻𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔 Is the girl no one really noticed. She hides her face- with all the horrid bruises present- behind a facade, and makes sure no one suspects a single thing about the hell she's met with at her home with her 'parents'. Sure, when she gets in trouble or someone picks on her, she can defend herself perfectly fine with the way she does illegal fights and wins time after time. But it's when she's utterly alone, and locked up in her personal hell that she doesn't dare to speak up or say a thing. It's when the voices get through her that she cowers away in the shadows and doesn't dare to come out. Not even when her own life is in danger does she uses everything she's learned from that special boy with the mesmerizing smile and the kind reassuring eyes. Zina lives in her own shadows and deals with her own demons, but what happens when a random boy on a random day, decides to show more interest in her than anyone ever did? What if he tells her something that'll change her whole life?And what happens if that particular boy claims to be related to her? And is blood really thicker than water? Can her 5 caring brothers pull her out of her own shadows and free her from the voices calling her back? Or will she give in and be a danger to everyone around her? ---- "Don't break her heart." I suddenly hear Lucas speak up next to me. "How did you know?" I ask him. "The eyes. Everything you feel for her is displayed in your eyes." He answers me and I nod slowly. "I won't." I say quietly to him. "You won't what?" He says, wrinkling his brows in confusion. "Break her heart." I finish saying. I see him nod from the corner of my eyes, contemplating on what to say next. "Good." ---- No incest, nor cheating in this book!

❝There you go again...❞ he murmured against my neck, his breath igniting every nerve in my body. ❝Playing the innocent mouse, when really, you're a cunning little fox begging for release. ❞ Sophie Cruz, a compassionate and skilled physical therapist living in the sunshine of Miami, is known for a delicate touch and dedication to her patients. Yet all the darkness that lies beneath her structured life is slowly unveiled when she's assigned to care for a mysterious patient recovering from complications of a severe injury. Unbeknownst to her, the patient is Aiden Accardi, the calculating and ruthless leader of the Accardi Crime Family, big players with decades of influence in the city. When Aiden invites Sophie to leave her public practice to work with him privately, she is suddenly entrenched into the viscious nature of the crime underworld. Her delicate touch becomes her very own weapon against the cold mafia leader, igniting a dangerous game. A game that has her in the hands of an insatiable man. © All Rights Reserved (victoriapinkglitter) ⚠mature content #1 in #enemiestolovers - 01/12/2025 #4 in #romance - 10/03/2025 #17 in #darkromance - 03/26/2025

Can you damage someone beyond repair? Luca plays his role as the loyal underboss. Violent, lethal, flawless. The lapdog, the starboy. On the surface, he maintains his facade of smirks and casual charm, but beneath the mask, thereʼs a profound darkness, a relentless memory of the girl who shattered his heart years ago. Soft, innocent, naive---sheʼs the last thing he needs... yet the only thing heʼs ever wanted. When trouble drags Wren back to New Yorkʼs underworld, she has no choice but to face the past she never outran. She never stopped yearning for the boy who lit up her world seven years ago, the only person who ever made her feel truly alive. Fate throws them back into the same orbit, but can they survive the wreck of their past?

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.