"This is a story about our love. An intoxicating, fast-paced love that didn't think of time as a source of measurement over the course of a summer that changed my life forever. "A love that resembled a firework. It went up with a bang - outbursts of colors, sounds and emotion - but only out with a short fizzle. An outline of smoke, with the ashes on the ground as the only telltale sign that we actually had something." ~~~~~~~~~~ « further description inside » #2 IN YOUNG ADULT (2/20/20) #6 IN #SUMMER (4/8/19) #93 IN TEEN FICTION (3/25/18) #97 IN TEEN FICTION (3/22/18) #263 IN TEEN FICTION (3/6/18) #647 IN TEEN FICTION (2/23/18) #674 IN TEEN FICTION (2/20/18) #853 IN TEEN FICTION (2/18/18) (An Ex-Featured Wattpad Pick)

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

༼۝A story that starts with forbidden love, but then...shit gets real༼۝ C O N T E N T W A R N I N G ~ Explicit Sexual Themes 🦋No smut at the start of this story, though it is going to be there after a little slowburn🦋 • I growl, low and rough, as I thrust harder, faster. "Some little bastard bats his lashes at you and suddenly you're ready to say yes?! In front of me? While I was watching?" She bites her lip, whimpering, moaning, that sound that always fucks with my head. My hands grips her thigh, spreading her wider, my pace unforgiving. Because she needs to fucking learn - no, she needs to know that how much I'm hers. And that she's mine. "Daddy's teaching you here something," I hissed against her ear, sweat dripping down my temple. "Every fucking time you even think about letting another guy get close like that, remember this - remember how it feels when I'm buried so deep inside you you can't fucking breathe." Her nails dig into my shoulders, her body arching, those tight, sweet little nipples brushing against my skin, begging for the attention her pussy is throbbing against. Her voice cracks out my name, and i grin, dark and mean. "Yeah, scream it. Let the whole fucking neighbourhood know who owns this sweet little cunt." I slam into her harder, gritting my teeth, my hand gripping her jaw to make her look at me through her dazed, teary eyes. "Keep looking at me when I'm ruining you, Miss Davis." She shivers at that, face turning redder. I say, voice low enough, "you're mine, Vi. My baby, my brat. And when I'm done with you tonight, you'll know exactly why." My pace turns brutal, merciless. Her moans turn into broken sounds, the bedframe creaking under us - • ⚠️ Content warning ⚠️ This story contains mature themes and explicit themes that may be sensitive to some readers. Please avoid reading the story as there's going to be: - Smut - explicit sex A request again to please avoid reading who are uncomfortable. ~

DARK ROMANCE BOOK: Smut warning ⚠️ . . I shivered when I felt his hot breath approaching my shoulder; I wasn't ready for this. Goosebumps all over my body , my heart raced and I nearly jumped when a drop of cold water from his wet hair dropped on bare skin of my shoulder, and crawled down to my cleavage. As a reflex I put my hand on his chest, but regretted soon as I realised what I just did; I'm not allowed to touch him. . . Highest ranking reached 🏅 #1Wattpad ff #1 Josh #1 teacher #1 violence #1Grinny #1 Dark #2 teacher ×student #3 dark romance #4 passionate #5 arrange marriage Viewer's discretion - this story contain strong word , abuse, heavy sexual content.

Alessia Ferrari is the Don of the Italian Mafia. Whip-smart and dangerous, she is a woman in a man's world, surviving against all odds. Born and raised to become a lethal killer, even the ground she walks on bows at her feet. She has it all, until that is, her father gives her hand away in marriage. Ace Hernandez is the boss of the American Mafia. He's a cold cruel hearted monster. He knows the game all too well and does whatever it takes to win and if that means breaking someone, he could do that with his eyes closed. Fate is vicious when the two are forced to marry. Will two monsters find solace in each other's arms or will they kill each other? ---------------------------- "I don't recall signing up for strip poker." She replied. Her full lips frowned softly but her eyes were filled with amusement. She knew she couldn't beat me, not at this game. "Are you quitting? Are you a quitter?" I mocked getting under her skin. Her lips twitched before she pursed them tightly. The blues of her eyes deepened and she threw me a dangerous smirk. She shuffled and pulled off one of her sandals. Fuck. So we're doing this the long way. She raised it in the air, dangling it off her finger before tossing it aside. She raised a brow at me, she challenged me. I knew I got under her skin. Just as I had anticipated. -------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK ONE OF THE MAFIA SERIES

"What the fuck is your problem?" I asked my sworn enemy. "Have you lost your damn mind!" I scream at the top of my lungs. This bitch better answer me before I lose my shit. "HELLOO!" I get closer this time. Now I'm directly in his face screaming at him. "WILL YOU FUCKING AN- mmfp." I was suddenly cut off by his lips on mine. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch like he's starving. He lets me go and I have to gasp in order to catch my breath. I already know my face is flushed and red. "Are you done princess?" He asked in his dark gravely tone. Dammit if he doesn't stop with this princess thing I think I may fall in love. "Yes, now what the fuck was that for?" I took a step back, so he doesn't decide to just kiss me again. I can't do that again. I am almost one hundred percent sure my panties are soaked. "You were talking too much." Then he just walked away. God he's such an asshole! ~*~ Clara is stuck in this hell hole of a place because of the fact that her parents are blackmailing her to stay. Will she be able to find love here with a certain Kylo Miller or will she push him away because she's scared of being hurt again? I guess we'll find out together. ~*~ THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN: Mature language Mature themes Explicit sexual scenes Mentions of death Mentions of Eating disorders

Advika, a 15-year-old living in Pune, is known for cheerful, kind and happy-go-lucky personality by her friends, relatives and people around her. People say that she light's up every room she is in, but no one sees how dull she becomes behind the closed doors of her house. In that house, in that life, she is out of place-quietly enduring the small cruelties of being the child who is not seen for her value, a child they broke themself and blamed for who she has become. She hides her vulnerability from the world because no one there knows what to do with it. Somewhere across cities, in Bengaluru, a family as old, feared and respected - the Devrais have spent the last fifteen years mourning a daughter they were told had died before she ever lived. They spoke of her in softened voices, laid flowers for a memory, and loved her only through grief. Then one day the truth surfaces-her name, her face, her existence-and the quiet world Advika has survived in begins to shift. Because when the lie breaks, it doesn't just expose a truth - it gives two parents back their daughter and seven boys the sister they never knew to look for.

Six brothers ruled Mumbai's underworld. One sister lived in silence. Amira Malhotra was never weak-she was just forgotten. But when her past begins to haunt the Malhotra empire, her brothers must face the truth they ignored. Power. Trauma. Family. Revenge. Healing. This is the story of the seventh Malhotra.

★𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘫𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘈𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘵. ★ Come let's see what happens ~

What will happen when the Mahajan's family got to know about the daughter and sister they thought was dead. How will they react?? What she will do when she got to know about her real family she never knew existed and becomes Mafia princess. Tropes~ Business and Mafia families Brothers - Sister Bond Pookie father and pookie mother Supportive family Bad boy × Bad girl Romcom Slow burn Overprotective brothers and father Mystery