What happens when Lily Knight an innocent, shy girl, 16 yrs old abused throughout her life met with her brothers who lost her when she was just 4. Both hiding there dark pasts with each other. Will she let them in or they treat her like her abusive foster dad. What happen when a certain boy takes interest in her or maybe certain boys? Or worst a Love triangle? Everyone hiding everything from each other. A mafia brother-sister story + a mafia romance story [Once you somehow cross first 18 chapters, you won't be able to quit ]

"Jesus, hold still." The wind was sharp enough to sting my cheeks bright pink while Harry stood directly in front of me, adjusting his helmet over my head with careful hands. "I'm not even moving," I muttered with an eye roll. "Think that's you, genius." A quiet scoff left him, his fingers brushing my loose blonde hair away from my mouth before tightening the strap beneath my chin. Harry's hands stilled on the helmet buckle, the tip of his thumb brushing over the dimple on my chin. I didn't think he realized he was doing it until he lifted his eyes to mine. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" I asked, my fingers playing with the hem of my leather jacket. "Like what?" The space between his brows creased. I blinked. "Like you're trying not to." Aoife Rhodes, warm-hearted and stubborn, arrives in London expecting an unforgettable summer with her big brother just before starting law school. Instead, she finds herself stranded with her brother's flatmate Harry, a stoic tattoo artist with a reputation no one seems willing to explain. But slowly, Harry's life begins to consume hers. And the deeper Aoife falls into it all, the harder it becomes to tell where Harry ends, and she begins. 18+ Mature & Explicit Content Read with Discretion HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in harryedwardstyles #1 in onedirection #2 in harrystyles All Rights Reserved to @onthewindowsill

My name's Aurora. Aurora Russo. And for a long time, I thought pain was normal. That love came with bruises. Then they happened- strangers who are my brothers. Loud. Cold. Angry. Yet somehow... they saved me. Not all at once. Not perfectly. But piece by piece, they pulled me out of the dark. This is the story of before them, and after. Of everything I lost. And everything I'm still trying to find. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ❀ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Nikita Gill once said, "The saddest word in the whole wide world is the word almost." Almost-the word that's followed Aurora like a shadow her whole life. She almost felt safe. She almost had a real family. She almost escaped the pain. She almost gave up. After years of silent suffering at the hands of those meant to protect her, she's finally free. She's shipped off to live with the only blood she has left: 7 older brothers she doesn't remember-hardened by violence, secrets, and a name feared in the underworld. What she doesn't know? They're part of the mafia. What they don't know? How to love her. Will they ever accept her as their sister? Or will she be just another casualty in their broken world? ∧,,,∧ ~ ┏━━━━━━━━┓ ( ̳• · • ̳) ~ ♡Best Rankings Had♡ / づ ~ ┗━━━━━━━━┛ #1 almost #1 abusive content #1 sisters and brothers #1 underage drug use #1 drugs #1 older brothers #1 ptsd awareness #1 hated #1 alcoholism #1 russo #1 weapon #1 bullying awarness #3 mafia princess #4 ptsd #5 mafia #5 family #5 mafia brothers #9 aurora #12 love

What do you call a man that's dominant, possesive and crazy. My family calls him a psycho, but I call him Daddy. {this story is inspired by others, but I put a twist on things} [kink,harrystyles,PG-13,sex]

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H.S AU. Clover's Family have weird beliefs and a deep rooted culture that has weaved its traditions into this family are now being laid upon her. She had seen it happen all around, but never did she expect her parents would do it to her too. But they do. Arranged marriage. Two words which don't really occur in this modern world anymore, but within this family it is a complete normality to have girls married off into a strangers house to fulfil the role of a wife, and once you're married-- there's no going back. So what happens when her family decide to marry her to a wealthy, rude, uptight, and downright mean, man, with enough secrets to fill a novel. Read to find out in Arranged With Style.

He wanted her scared. He wanted her desperate. He wanted her begging. Her on the floor, knees spread, dress pushed up, legs trembling while he loomed over her. Tears in her eyes as she whimpered his name. His hand tangled in her hair, forcing her to stay still while he... Those delicate legs? Made to be opened by him. His hands. His mouth. His torment. His bliss. He'd keep her in silk gowns and lock every door. He'd feed her, bathe her, cradle her... And then bend her over and breed her again.-her beneath him, crying out his name as he forced her open, spilling himself so deep inside her that her body would never forget. Watching his seed drip from her thighs only for him to push it back in, growling that it belonged to him. He imagined her swollen with his child, belly soft and round, marked by his hands, his teeth, his scent. Everyone would know and see it. She is his muse, his heaven and he is her cage. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Primrose was meant to bloom. Instead, she was plucked-young, unripe, and fed to a world that devours girls whole. In a time where men held every law, every title, and every key, Primrose Everdell becomes the price of her father's illness. A devoted servant to the powerful family, he is now bedridden, helpless. And when the patriarch offers a "solution"-marriage to their eldest son-Primrose is given no voice. Only silence. Only duty. Her girlhood ends in the bedchambers of Styles Manor, where screams echo down stone halls and no one dares interfere. Her days blur into the quiet horror of submission. Her nights into the claws of a husband she cannot understand - and who does not understand her. . Perhaps she was never meant to be understood, only possessed. Why her? Why must she suffer for the sins of power? Trapped in a world where innocence is currency and silence is survival, Primrose must find meaning in a life written for her by others - or risk losing herself entirely.