"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?

I think of you. I think of you in the very depths of my mind. Like Lava you flowed through, Burning my brain cells to dysfunction. A collection of original poems and prose about Love, Pain, and Poetry.

ᴀᴀʀᴀʏɴᴀ ꜱɪɴɢʜᴀɴɪᴀ -𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴? ᴀᴠɪʀᴀᴀᴊ ꜱɪɴɢʜ ʀᴀᴛʜᴏʀᴇ -𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳? -𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴?

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.

I was a boy when I met her and loving her taught me how to be a man. ** This book features MATURE THEMES including violence, strong language, sexual content and potentially-triggering fictional scenarios. Please read at your own discretion. ** BOOK TWO OF THE STAY DOWN SERIES ON @RE2RAW

"Fuck, baby. You can't say things like that to me. I want to, also. Trust me." His hand snakes down my body until he enters two of his fingers into my wet center. I can only moan in response. "However," he kisses my neck possessively, finding the right spot to drive me crazy. "I need to build you up to that." He pushes his fingers in and out of me, hitting deeper and deeper as his strokes become longer and harder and faster. "You feel that? My fingers deep in your pussy that's dripping for me?" He licks the side of my neck as my breaths come out in short pants. "My dick is going to stretch you out so much more. When I finally fuck you, you're going to be sore for days. And you're going to love it." ---------- Thea Brooks, an 18-year-old college student, lives her life by a schedule. She has school, homework, her job at the Coffee shop where she drinks way too much caffeine to be healthy, and the rest of the time she is watching her little sister while her mother is at work. She thinks that everything will remain the same as she starts her college classes, but that all changes when a new friend of hers introduces her to an attractive guy that she can't seem to get out of her head. Grayson Dark, a 22-year-old Alpha of his pack, has been searching for his mate since he turned 16. All hope is lost until one of his pack mates strolls into his home with the most magnificent scent- his mate's scent. After only slightly maiming his pack mate, it is revealed that his mate is close by- and human. Without understanding the supernatural world existing around her, Thea will have to learn to look past Grayson's faults- mainly his possessiveness and anger issues- while staying out of danger from unknown threats and learning her place at Grayson's side. Oh... and keeping her grades up. How hard can that be?

Wir schreiben das Jahr 1849. Eine welt die von männern regiert wird. Frauen die sich nach mehr ersehnen und doch stumm gestellt werden. Keine chance haben als zu heiraten um ein sicheres leben zu leben von einer Gesellschaft die dir den tot bringen könne. "Mutter ich möchte ihn nicht heiraten." Flehte sie. "Es tut mir leid kind, aber es steht mir nicht dies zu bestimmen." So monoton wie es ginge antwortete sie ihr. "Vater? Nun sag doch was." Aufgebracht schaute sie ihn erwartungsvoll an, doch ohne glück. "Ich habe es bestimmt. Es wird zeit das du heiratest. Du bist schon 18 je länger du bei uns weilst desto schwieriger wird es einen gatten für dich zu finden." Enttäuscht schaut sie ihren vater an... - Disclaimer Ich habe mich von der Serie ‚Bridgerton' inspirieren lassen. •kidnapping •eifersucht •obsession •possessive •smut •tension

Azad und Zehra sind Kindheitsfreunde, deren Leben auf tragische Weise von unausgesprochenen Gefühlen und verpassten Momenten geprägt ist. Während Azad sich schon früh in Zehra verliebt, erwidert sie seine Gefühle nicht. Stattdessen bleibt er in der Rolle des besten Freundes, während Zehra eine andere Richtung einschlägt und den falschen Mann heiratet. Azad, der eine harte Kindheit überlebt hat, findet sich später in einem gefährlichen Leben als Mafioso wieder. Zehra kämpft während ihrer Ehe mit ihren eigenen Dämonen und kann ihre Gedanken nicht von Azad lösen. Fünf Jahre später kehrt sie in ihre Heimatstadt zurück - nur um herauszufinden, dass Azad mittlerweile eine Freundin hat. Trotz ihres gebrochenen Herzens spielt Zehra die Glückliche. Doch in einer schicksalhaften Nacht voller Ehrlichkeit und tiefem Gespräch zwischen Azad und Zehra werden lang gehütete Geheimnisse enthüllt. Werden sie es wagen, die alten Wunden zu öffnen und sich ihrer unerfüllten Liebe zu stellen? Eine Geschichte über Schicksal, verlorene Chancen und die Liebe, die niemals ganz erlischt.