{COMPLETE} Bayside University Book 1 After one night of heartbreak, Loni Davis is over it-love, dating, and especially men. Losing her virginity and getting dumped in the same breath was enough to kill any lingering hope she had for romance. But she refuses to let that disaster be the only chapter in her sex life. Her solution? Take control. Hook up on her terms, with whoever she wants, whenever she wants. If guys can have no-strings flings, why can't she? Jace used to be Bayside University's biggest player-until his reputation finally caught up with him. Now benched from the baseball team and forced to coach girls' volleyball as punishment, he crosses paths with Loni: tough, guarded, and utterly uninterested. Naturally, he's intrigued. But when he learns about her new no-strings philosophy, he makes her an offer-skip the random guys, and keep things simple... with him. Just sex. No emotions. No messy feelings. A no strings attached fling may sound like the perfect plan. Just as long as no one falls in love.

Logan Romano didn't just enter the NHL. He tore through it. Dark. Brooding. Untouchable. With brutal talent and a reputation as cold as the New York winter, Logan dominates both the ice and every room he walks into. He doesn't lose. He doesn't bend. And he certainly doesn't fall in love. Not after the last time. Not until November Levine crashes into his life like a beam of sunlight he never asked for. She's warmth where he's storm clouds. She's soft where he's jagged edges. A walking contradiction to everything Logan swore he needed. When a deal forces the polar opposites under one roof, tensions ignite fast. Teasing turns to feuds. Feuds turn into something dangerously close to desire. And Logan is forced to confront the one promise he's never broken. Because once you step into the light- it's impossible to return. ✩ Grumpy x sunshine • forced proximity • slow burn Will the hockey captain cross that line? ✩ "Nova." I whisper, my voice low and hoarse against her neck. "Stop it." "Stop what." She whimpers back innocently as her thighs tighten around my hips. My teeth nip at the skin on her jaw in warning. "Either stop teasing, or put me out of my fucking misery." November pulls her head back from mine, resting it against the wall, and bats her lashes up at me. "Say please."

Emmaline Bennett is a dedicated ballerina with dreams of dancing on the world's greatest stages. At college, she balances her intense training with her studies, all while maintaining her sweet and generous nature. Her best friend, Hannah, is her polar opposite-wild, fashion-forward, and always ready for a party. Despite their differences, their bond is unbreakable. Enter Tyler Henderson, the campus heartthrob and star hockey player. Cold, wild, and with a reputation as a massive player, Tyler is the exact opposite of the type of guy Emmaline would ever fall for. Beneath his drop-dead gorgeous exterior lies a tumultuous soul, burdened with deep-seated daddy issues. When Hannah's boyfriend, also a hockey player and a close friend of Tyler's, introduces them, Emmaline and Tyler's worlds collide. Emmaline would never fall for a guy like Tyler, and Tyler would never fall for a girl like emmaline. She's not his type at all, and he's not hers. As they navigate the challenges of college life, intense training schedules, and their personal ambitions, they each struggle with their own battles and their preconceptions about love and relationships. In a story of passion, ambition, and unexpected encounters, emmaline and Tyler must navigate the complexities of their lives and discover whether they can remain true to themselves while facing the unexpected twists fate throws their way.

𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐚𝐦, 𝐁𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚?" "𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮." ... Celine Grant is a college student at the University of New York. Ever since she'd learn how to write and read, her biggest dream was to become a thriving author. But being that's a quite common dream amongst people, it's been a struggle. She finds herself often stuck in the shadows of her peers, her skills always being overlooked. But when a news article becomes desperate for some information on the infamous Billionaire, Matthew Benedict, she decided this is her opportunity. Little had she known, there was a reason bedsides his arrogant attitude that people went out their way to avoid the billionaire. And certain things should stay covered... ... Trigger warnings: KIDNAPPING, SLIGHT STOCKHOLM-SYNDROME, Drugs and Alcohol abuse, use of hard drugs, foul language, mature scenes, extreme toxicity, very light bdsm, mentions of self-harm, obsession, smoking, dubious consent, cheating, Domestic abuse, abuse, signs of anxiety, Gang related violence, homophobia, mentions of statutory rape, mentions of a miscarriage, sexual coercion, murder, cheating, manipulation, mature sex scenes, unprotected sex, rough sex, kinks, torture, blood. [BWWM]

*NOT EDITED* "You're mine to kiss," he murmured against my skin, his mouth moving to my neck, pressing soft, slow kisses there. "Mine to love." Roman's lips continued to trace lower, lingering along my cleavage longer than I anticipated. His kisses were slow, deliberate, leaving behind a warmth I couldn't ignore. I felt the pressure of his mouth against my skin, each soft touch making it harder to resist him. His lips pressed against my skin, and I felt him leave a mark, a hickey right at the curve of my breast. My breath hitched as he pulled away slightly to look at the mark he left, his eyes dark with desire. I could see the need in his eyes-the hunger for me, the desperation. "If I ever catch you with another man again, Solana." he said in a low voice, his words practically a warning, "I'll kill him." first story please be kind!! will be smut but not a lot.

[A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE] Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation in her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him. He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison. ------------------------------------- I hear his hoarse voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. "You have no idea how dangerous it can be..." He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing. "Careful...You are messing with the devil, Cole." He doesn't let me breathe for a minute as he starts attacking me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathe heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reach my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe. "You know why people call me the devil?" His breath fanning over my ear. "It's not because I am a sinner." His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. "It's because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins." WARNING: Contains strong language, sexual descriptions and scenes which might be uncomfortable for some readers such as depiction of illegal occupations, drug dealing, use of weapons, blood and killing. Read at your own risk. Also, I have no claim over the pictures used in the story. They are taken from internet.

BOOK 1 MATURE CONTENT 18+ Read at your own risk I slowly lifted the thin long sleeve over her head and she sat up a little in the process to help me. As if I wasn't hard enough her pierced hard brown nipples stood straight out begging to be touched. I brought my left hand up to rub and pull on one of her nipples making her release a low moan. I attached my lips to the other sucking on it and flicking my tongue at it getting a good shake out of her. My hand that wasn't busy made its way into the band of her shorts to find she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. "Traviesa." I say meeting her lips with mines again as I swiped two fingers along her soaking wet slit. "Fuck neonata, you're so wet." I say against her lips and she bit back a moan at my words that clearly affected her. I then dipped a finger into her tight hole and she attempted to clamp her legs shut only for me to push them back up so they were bent at her sides. I sent a harsh slap to her inner thigh close to her clothed pussy startling her but she moaned at the feeling. - A story in which a young naive girl gets affiliated with Mateo Ayala-Ricci with many skeletons in the closet RANKINGS ⭐️: #1 in Cartel #2 in Rich #3 in illegal #5 in Agegap #8 in submissive #7 in blackgirl #2 in mobster #9 in drug #13 in Don #25 in BWWM ©Copyright 2021. All rights reserved. This fanfic may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission contact @OtakuFaerie- on wattpad.com. Thank you.

"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐚𝐦?" "𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." ... Antoinette Santil has spent the past nineteen years of her life concealed from the reality of the real world. Her day-to-day routine consisted of ballet practice, bookstore, and gardening. Even though the ballerina was aware of her monotonous lifestyle, she never had the urge to divulge the actuality of her life, That is, until she got wrapped up into Micheal Benedict's hurricane. His past three years were spent inside the New York federal prison and after being released the only thing Micheal Benedict wanted was to be alone. That was until he encountered the same doe-eyed girl that his entire family has forbidden him from even speaking to his entire life. Despite them being polar opposites and prohibited from being around each other, the two find themselves extremely intrigued by one another. But it doesn't take them long to find out exactly why their families didn't want them engaging with each other... But without rain, there's no flowers.

The Mafia Heirs #1 Azalea "Lea" Romano is a lethal assassin driven by one goal: avenging her parents' murder. Precise and merciless, she has spent years erasing every name tied to their deaths. Her path collides with Enzo De Luca, the cold and Don of the Italian Mafia. Ruthless and morally unbound, Enzo rules through fear, strategy, and blood-where mercy is a weakness he cannot afford. Forced into an uneasy alliance, Lea and Enzo-both shaped by violence and buried trauma-begin to fracture each other's carefully built control. In a world where power is bought with blood, emotions may prove deadlier than any enemy.

╰─▸ TANGLED ALLEGIANCES * ˚ ✦ Power brought them together; lies threaten to tear them apart. In the world of ruthless power and deadly alliances, Kimberly Rossi is a pawn in a dangerous game. Forced into an arranged marriage with Mikhail "The King" Petrov, the infamous mafia boss who rules with an iron fist, she is torn between duty and hatred. Their union is not one of love, but of necessity - a strategic alliance to unite two powerful families and solidify their reign over the underworld. But from the start, Kimberly and Mikhail can't stand each other. The bitterness runs deep, fueled by lies, betrayals, and past wounds that neither can escape. As they are thrust together into a world where trust is a luxury and loyalty is a currency, both must grapple with the tension between desire and disdain. Amidst the corruption and danger that threatens to tear them apart, they begin to question if love is even possible when survival is all that matters. Their marriage is a battlefield. The question is: who will come out on top? Started: Sunday, December 29th 2024