College? No, this was paradise. Three years filled with partying, not so secret underground drug-deals, and hot-headed men sliding into beds like snakes with no self-control. Things were different now. I wasn't that perfect, frill-wearing angel Mama thought would walk into the house ring-beared. So many things had changed, except for one. Him. He was a disease, one I couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried. Everytime he's near, I feel myself turn into something I've never seen before. Like there's something under my skin only he is capable of bringing out. He's manipulative, twisted, and completely wrong in every way. I hate him. Yet every night, from miles away, I find him in my dreams. Mikhail Volkov Fuck the patriarchy. Better yet, fuck everything and everyone. It was a game of cat and mouse, me chasing victories every single day. The Bratva's constant want for war was what kept the fuel in my blood, burning up into flames whenever my knuckles made contact with another opponent. In the end, I'm always the one left standing. This fire in my bones, I feel it burst into flames while every dark memory, thought and desire runs into my fists. So many medals, but only the people around me could see them. The real battle was against my head. And maybe, just maybe, I was afraid to admit that I had no chance in winning it. She makes it harder. An angel with wings to everyone else, yet a master at unveiling those devil's horns only when I'm near. There's this darkness, this fire, in the both of us. The only difference is, she's better at hiding it. She was gone, far away, yet there was this tether dowsed in fuel connecting us, one that only lit up when she came back. Every time she's near, I feel the limits surrounding my wrath being tested. Then again, rules are only made to be broken, right? Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

["Tell you what." He grins. "Just one more question. If you get it right.. you can do whatever you want to me." My body tenses. "Okay. Whats the question?" He slides his chair a bit closer to me and leans over to whisper in my ear "Who do you belong to?" with that husky voice of his that I love but he rarely uses. Suddenly I get an electric type of feeling. "Mateo Ross Sinclaire." I whisper in his ear, feeling him shiver. ] When cheer captain Bridgette Kensington finds out she is failing majority of her classes and needs a tutor, along comes top of the class smart kid.. Mateo sinclaire who just happens to be her bestfriends brother. But what about that party? That incident? What happens when Bridgette falls for someone she never ever thought she would fall for? ----- 𝐻𝐼𝐺𝐻𝐸𝑆𝑇 𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆: • #1 in nerdboy • #1 in cheerteam • #1 in scandalous • #1 in Populargirl 𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺!! 𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝑆𝑇𝑂𝑅𝑌 𝐼𝑁𝐶𝐿𝑈𝐷𝐸𝑆: •Sexual content •Alcohol consumption •Violence •Explicit Language Cheer Diva's is a series about the 2023-2024 Crestwood High School Cheerleading team and their experiences in life and love! 💕

A collection of NSFW short stories. ⚠️18+: VERY MATURE CONTENT⚠️

| Highest ranking : #3 in Teen Fiction | | Highest ranking : #20 in Romance | | Highest ranking : #1 in Teen Romance | (Undeniably in love with the bad boy - shortly known as Undeniably) "Grayson. . This isn't right. What if my brother finds out?" I stressed. He placed a chaste kiss on my lips, "That's a risk I'm willing to take for you, baby" *** Meet Grace North, she's kind, sweet and puts everyone's happiness before her own. All she wants is to get through her last year of school without anyone getting in her way. Meet Grayson Snow, the polar opposite. He's the bad boy of Riverview high, he's the most egotistical guy you'll ever meet not to mention Grace's older brothers best friend, his only intention is to annoy his best friend's baby sister of whom he's developed quite an attraction for over the years. Follow the story about a near impossible love that consists of a cocky green eyed bad boy and an unnoticed 'good girl'.