Warning: Mature Audiences Only! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation COMPLETED #1 in Romance on 1/20/21 #1 in Mafia on 2/12/23 #1 in Fiction on 2/21/21 *** DESCRIPTION: The only thing that was mine, the only thing that was truly beautiful in this world, and he will never find me... "How much?" I frowned at the shadowed man, in an expensive looking car. "Excuse me? I don't understand..." realization dawned on me, as I looked at my skimpy club attire. I raised my hands, "I-I'm not a prostitute." I felt his dark eyes analyzing me and suddenly I was aware of the situation. I began backing up, as panic washed through me. "Get in the car." His growl came, and with that, I turned on my heels and ran. *** Calla Levkin didn't want to go out clubbing for her 18th birthday. She didn't want her friends to dress her in slutty attire. She didn't want to be mistaken as a prostitute. She didn't want to be kidnapped and sold into the Mafia. And most of all, she didn't want to catch the attention of Sinister Velkov, the first in command of the Russian Mafia. But life can't give you everything that you want...sometimes life gives you just the opposite. *** Completed on 4/7/18 This is book one in the "I Am Not A Prostitute" series! Book two is "Come Back To Me" REVIEWS: "I have been reading Wattpad books for 5 years, and never have i found a book with so much humor and passion. I have instantly fell in love with the characters. This book is filled to the brim with emotion, action, and SMUT!! I will definitely be purchasing my own copy when it's released on amazon!" -@trinityxo30 "A raw and beautiful piece of art that will keep you on the edge of your seat" -@o0krysralized0o "A brilliantly captivating story. Written by an author that takes her time to respond and care for her readers." -@eirinnobrien "My favorite book on Wattpad, beautifully written, makes me cry, laugh, and scream all at the same time fav book ." -@satanchick

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐀 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥. In New York City, the federal government is just a front. The streets are truly governed by two invisible forces. To the world, Adrianna is just the naive, beautiful daughter of a mafia boss. In reality, she is the lethal mastermind pulling the strings of the Spanish family's empire. Nikolai was a boy who wanted to save lives-until revenge turned him into a ruthless assassin who secretly pulls the strings of the city's police. When their paths collide on a deadly mission, the underworld and the law go to war. They think they are hunting each other-but they have no idea they are about to face their equal. 𝙃𝙚 𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨. 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩? ♤ This story contains explicit sexual content and dark themes. Please read the trigger warnings before proceeding. started 01/01/23 rewritten and republished 22/07/26

"Hey... B." His voice was quiet, careful, like he was afraid I'd flinch. "You've gotta tell me what I think happened." Beau Sinclair was born into a dynasty of old money, raised on magazine covers, charity galas, and whispered envy. Wealth, beauty, status. She has everything the world tells a girl to want, and she wears it effortlessly. At least, that's what everyone believes. But after one night splits her life clean in half, Beau begins to disappear. At first, it's subtle. Sleeping pills she insists she can control. A small vial she swears is temporary. Bruises she laughs off. A week where no one can find her and no one asks the right questions. The golden girl doesn't fall apart, she fades. When Hayes Hearst returns to their elite Boston boarding school after a long absence, he sees the cracks immediately. He grew up beside her. He knows the difference between Beau performing and Beau unraveling. Privileged, powerful, and dangerously devoted, Hayes refuses to watch her self-destruct, even if saving her means becoming the villain in her story. As their connection reignites into something consuming and volatile, the illusion around them fractures. Their glittering friend group begins to splinter under forced engagements, family empires, and tabloid exposés. Secrets leak. Loyalty is tested. The world that once protected Beau starts feeding on her instead. When her assault becomes public. When rehab becomes a battlefield instead of a cure. When depression steals her voice completely. The question is no longer whether she can survive the world that built her. It's whether she can survive herself.

"Do you have any idea how much I hate you?" I ask, glaring at him. "You say it everyday, London." He mumbles, leaning lazily against his chair. "Well, clearly I don't say it enough because you're still sitting with me." "Maybe I just like pissing you off." He smirks. •.•.•.•.• Northcrest Academy, an elite sports boarding school that was built for champions. Privileged athletes. London Blake, the cheerleader. She was anything but privileged, yet managed to spend her high school years at the Academy on a scholarship. She grew up trying desperately to meet the expectations that she set for herself, and had one goal for her Senior year; make it as cheer captain and be the best you've ever been. Ace Reeds. The cocky, troublemaking yet annoyingly handsome captain of the soccer team. Soccer has been his entire life for as long as he remembers. The field is the only place he feels a sense of control, but deep down, he hopes it's finally a reason his Father would see him other than another problem to worry about. Despite being in the same school, these two seem to despise eachother, not being able to stand the presence of one other. One prank gone wrong ends in Ace and London spending way more time with eachother than they want to. Read along for Ace and London's senior at the Academy to see if they ever do get over their rivalry!

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

READ TRIGGER WARNINGS! In a world where power is the ultimate weapon and betrayal is currency, the line between hero and villain doesn't just blur... it shatters. She's the woman you're warned about. She's selfish and deadly, you don't see her until you feel the knife in your back. He's the man everyone fears. He's cold-blooded and dark, the embodiment of vengeance in an expensive suit. They should have destroyed each other. But instead, they made a deal. She's playing a game with no rules. He's rewriting them as he goes. Together, they're a storm no one can outrun. Loyalties are broken, alliances burned, and blood spills in their wake. But when the smoke clears, only one thing remains certain, trusting the devil doesn't make you safe... It makes you just like him. She's the sinner. He's the executioner. And in their obsession, no one gets out alive. Some stories don't have heroes. Some don't need them. This is theirs. Outlaw - where survival isn't enough, and obsession is the only law. Highest Ranks: #1 - badgirl #1 - secretsociety #1 - enemieswithbenefits #1 - antihero #1 - hacking #2 - slowburn #2 - enemies [All rights reserved, Copyright @devilseyez 2024]

Olivia Windsor is a famed fashion model and socialite living in New York City. With her radiant looks and slender frame, the twenty-two-year-old is the face of highly coveted editorials. Olivia effortlessly follows the stringent requirements of the model industry, until one serendipitous night when her entire life changed. Parker Baylor, the new team captain for the New York Blaze, is at the all time high of his career. As one of the best professional hockey players in the NHL and the most eligible bachelor in the city, he's living the high life of a twenty-five-year-old. That all comes to an end with one run-in with an enticing brunette. Who would have expected their single encounter to result in a lifelong bind? ** undergoing major editing **

"Ellie.. " he warned when I gently squeezed his hard bludge over the slacks causing him to cursed underneath his breathe. Mason wrapped his hand around my neck pulling my face closer to his. "I Know what are you trying to do, bella" he Whispered. A sexy smirk playing on his handsome face when I moaned feeling his another hand sliding down between my legs massaging me roughy. "And if you don't cut it out. I'll bend you over the table and spank that cute ass of yours in front of everyone. Do you understand?" I looked down with flushed face and slowly nodded my head. "Good" One friday night, Ellie Rose - A breathtaking beautiful, gorgeous, innocent and successful lawyer end up encountering with a handsome- well, Insanely Handsome, Gorgeous and Sexiest man alive. Little does she knew, he's one of the most powerful and highly successful Businessman of italy. To Ellie, it was just one night stand but to him, it was something more and he wasn't planning to let her go so easily. Things started to get too much heated between them as their every night turn out to be wild and full of passionate. But.. what dark secret is Mason Williams hiding? Warning: Mature language and Adult, sexual scene. The story will be edited once it get done.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN