Mila an ordinary high schooler living the best of her life with her parents. Babysitting a toddler was supposed to mean toys, snacks and nap time. Mila didn't expect the toddler to be the brother of the most feared Mafia boss , ,, nor did she expect the quiet mansion, strict rules and faces that could bring you nightmares. . . ... One babysitter One toddler And a family that doesn't know how to be normal

'Sometimes the DARKNESS you fear IS the LIGHT you seek' //MATURE CONTENT// A MAFIA ROMANCE Ranked: #1 bwwm #1 polyamory #1 bisexual #1 wmbw #1 blackgirl #1 russian #1 drugs #1 emotional #1 dominance #1 mmf #1 b×g×b #1 interracial #1 italian #1 agegap #2 daddy #2 mafia romance #2 dark romance -Guys, before you begin reading I just want you to know that there will be triggering content in this book. Read at your own risk. *Please note that if this story is plagiarized by anyone. I will not hesitate to take legal actions against you. If you are reading this story anywhere else, please report it. The book can only be found on this app.

Aurora King, a 25 year old content single mom, who has just work her way up the nursing latter to D.O.N. Gets unknowingly wrapped up in her baby daddy's gambling debt leading her to meet Matteo Moretti, the Don of the Italian mafia. Matteo takes an immediate liking to Aurora leading him to uncover her family secrets she didn't know existed.

Five years after a night of forbidden passion, a powerful mafia Don's violent pursuit of a debt leads him back to the enigmatic dancer unaware that she holds a secret that could shatter his empire: his heir. •••••••• Tristian Perry, the undisputed kingpin of New York's underworld, lives by a strict code: power, respect, and ruthless efficiency. A chance encounter five years ago with a young stripper named Lyric Raven resulted in a single night of intense passion, a night he barely remembers amidst the chaos of his life. Lyric, on the other hand, never forgot Tristian. That night left her with Trevor , a son she's fiercely protected, keeping his paternity a secret. Now, five years later, their worlds collide again with explosive force. Tristian, enraged by a dealer's betrayal, traces him to his apartment, only to find Lyric and Trevor living there with him. He kidnaps them both, intending to use them as leverage against her brother until his debt is paid. Lyric, hardened by five years of single motherhood but still possessing the spark that initially captivated him, ignites a dangerous desire he thought he'd buried. Tristian is torn between his ruthless nature, his growing affection for Trevor, and his re-emerging obsession with Lyric.

"Will you marry me, baby?" 'Uhm, nah', she responded thoughtlessly. "NAH!? Nah, fool. YOU gon' marry me. You got that devil pussy, you can cook, and you love me like no fucking one has ever loved me. Nah, your ass marrying me, hermosa", Oscar quipped. Gabriella smirked throwing her arms around the shoulders of her angry lover. "Yes, fool", she agreed letting out a chuckle. "Get off me, Grabriella", he ordered. 'Damn, Osc. Not the government, papi", Gabi teased causing her fiancé to mug her. "Grabriella", Oscar warned. "I said 'Yes, fool'. What else do you want from me, nigga?", she said exasperatedly. He opened his mouth to give a smart retort but was silenced by his fiancée's lips covering his. Oscar could never resist her lips. So as per usual, he gave in kissing her back passionately. "I love you", she muttered against his lips. "I love you too, fool", Oscar responded into the kiss.

(17+) "Anything I want?" He confirms. "Anything you want." I tell him. - Larona Nel has always been good at hiding things: her emotions, her memories, and parts of herself she is not ready to accept. In a fast-paced world of dying creativity, she tries anything to break her art block while she psychologically battles her past. Until her ex-situationship crashes into her carefully ordered life. What begins with lingering glances to secret late-night calls turns into something messier neither of them expected. Their connection is undeniable, but their timing is a disaster. Is what they're feeling real, or just another temporary flame in a world obsessed with situationships and half-spoken feelings?

(Completed) Mature content warning ------------------------------------------ "Take off your clothes." "W-what?" I pry my eyes away from his lips to meet his bright blue ones. "I am going to strip down to my boxers. By the time that happens if you are still wearing any clothes I will rip them to shreds, do you understand?" --------------------------- Jeremy and Samantha always seem to find themselves themselves slipping away from each other so very often. As faith would have it they always find there way back to each other no matter what. #19 in bwwm 07/30/21 🥺🥺 #32 in black woman 💛 #2 in white 08/20/21 😳 #1 in situations 11/26/21 #1 in Toxic 1/27/22 #1 in Mess 11/19/22

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. She hides behind sharp boots and brighter dresses, yellow loud enough to drown out the cracks in her heart. It almost works. Until the man her papa crossed decides to collect what he's owed. He doesn't ask. He takes. Tattooed hands. A ruler of empires built on blood. He closes the distance. She tries to keep it. But he's always liked the chase.

Felix was a bright, cheerful, and handsome boy who had just transferred to a new school. In that school, the most popular boy was named Hyunjin. He was popular mainly because of his looks. He was cold, ignored everyone, and hated when someone touched him. Every girl and boy liked him, but he ignored them all. He only had a few friends-Minho, Chan, and Changbin-who had known him since childhood and knew that, in reality, he was actually a warm and kind person.------main ship:hyunlix-------also other ships:Minsung,chanmin,jeongbin

Explicit 🔞 Professor Hwang Hyunjin. Cold, composed, and famously unbothered. He was the kind of man who kept his curtains drawn and his heart locked even tighter. But then came Felix. With boba eyes wide and wonder-filled, with a warmth so loud it echoed into Hyunjin's quietest corners. The boy who lived across the balcony. The boy who danced barefoot under morning light. The boy he mistook as a girl. The boy he had some wet dream until the dream sat in his classroom seat. (This is my work from ao3 and I'm just reposting here. My username there is the same one I use here.) TW: noncon, subcon, eating disorder, food control, psychopath, bipolar, controlling, toxic relationship, unhealthy relationship, self harm, forced, noncon drug use