"This lil (thug) light of mine"😁 26 yo Nayana Bentley didn't have time to settle down..well anymore, she had a few relationships and her most recent one ended because the man couldn't keep up with her busy schedule. She took it as a sign,she was a very successful wedding planner while also a CFO for her sisters wedding dress shop and they've been in business together for almost 10 years starting out very young thanks to the inspiration of their party planner mother and dress making grandmas on both sides of the family 21 year old De'Angelo Freeman was somebody that everybody in his state knew,Thug was a given name thanks to his street rep and not only was he street smart but book smart a well, women usually couldn't wait to get in bed with him then go brag about it which he brushed off. His family frequently begged him to stop his antics and finally settled down,his parents and siblings especially were tired of him bringing home different women most of which were disrespectful The begging only got worse when Angelo became a groomsmen in his cousins wedding,all day they kept on saying 'see how nice this is' or 'this could be you one day' but he wasn't paying no mind to them what he was paying attention to was the gorgeous wedding planner who he thought he'd get no problem 🤗

Been Holding The #5 spot down In Shooting for Like a Month an A Half ❤️🤣 #2/ shooting / 314 #1/#2 contemporary lit / 1123 Love ain't always enough to save you. Sometimes, it's the very thing that breaks you. Trenton has spent his whole life surviving-dodging bullets, burying pain, and protecting the people he loves from a world that never protected him. With a criminal record, a temper too hot to tame, and three siblings depending on him, he's got no room for softness. No room for mistakes. Then Angel shows up. Quiet, country-raised, and guarded, Angel is running from her own demons-a controlling home, a past of silence, and a future she desperately wants to claim as her own. She never meant to fall for a street boy with a bad reputation and a guarded heart. But Trenton is more than his past, and she sees the man hiding beneath the violence, the pain, and the anger. Together, they find a rare kind of peace. But peace doesn't last in a world built on loyalty, betrayal, and blood. When secrets unravel and the streets come knocking, Angel is forced to choose between the love that set her free-and the self she finally found without it. Raw, emotional, and unflinchingly real, this urban love story cuts deep into the truths we bury and the hearts we break trying to heal. ● Instagram accts For inspo ~ this isn't A fan fic of any person. So please imagine the people as you want. Swavy.lee Lovechrys Chouxziza Vietsgirlnextdoor Luc_flexem

❝ 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 ❞ He knew how wrong it was. Even though he knew it and repeated it every day in his mind, he couldn't stop. He wanted her to look at him and only him. He felt like a teenager who had a silly crush on his teacher. A forbidden love he could never possess. Only this time the feelings were nothing like a silly teenage crush. It wasn't an inane crush, no, the feelings were way too much for him to handle. Something he had never felt before, with his heart beating at an animalistic speed. He always wanted to see her smile and it broke his heart whenever she cried. Theo didn't notice when he had lowered his lips to her and was about to kiss her senseless until he felt soft hands on his shoulders, pushing him away. "Theo stop. It isn't right." Inez whispered as she turned her head towards the side and blushed furiously. • • • In a world full of lies and deceptions, 19-year-old Inez Benedict lost the only 2 people she trusted the most. Her parents. Now left with their whole fortune and a prodigious business empire which she cannot take over until she is 21, she must tackle enemies and choose friends wisely just to survive. Theodore (Theo) Cunningham, known as "The King" of the business world, famous for his brooding personality and his multibillion-dollar business empire, must take care of his late stepbrother's daughter whom he hasn't met since she was just a toddler. He finds it difficult to remain just her guardian when troublesome feelings start to take root. Will he be able to resist the brown-haired and much younger beauty or would he give in to his forbidden desires? ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ !MATURE CONTENT!

You know the feeling when the whole world turns against you? When no one listens to you nor acknowledge you? And then in the end your all alone, well you think so but then there is this one person who understands you, because they somewhat go through the exact same thing at the exact same time? Well that happened to Aurelia Moreno, a girl with a somewhat normal life turned upside down. ••••••••••••••••••••••• Fate is the development of events outside a person's control, regarded as predetermined by a supernatural power. It is destined to happen, turn out, or act in a particular way. It's the power that is believed to control what happens in the future. Aurelia Moreno. The brave, calm and gentle 20 year old never believed in Fate till she met Luciano De Luca. Mafia Boss of the biggest Mafia in the World. Luciano De Luca. The biggest Mafia Boss in the World, over 100 people just in his inner cycle who work as underbosses or capos in different locations. Lucianos training has paid well, he was prepared for everything he has to know for a life of crime. Only never had anyone ever told him about Love. No training could prepare him for what he will come upon. Both of them hate each other. Can you even love someone that you have hated your whole live? What will happen when they find out what they fell for each other? Warning this book contains mature language, sexual content, sexual assault such as abuse or rape and graphic violence read it on your own risk! Book I| Fate series |+16 Started writing: September 14th 2021 First chapter posted: - December 25th 2021 (Introduction) - January 1st 2022 (first chapter) Finished: - May 28th 2022 *currently editing*

"I. Will. Not. Fuck you..." He pulled me against his chest. There was no lust in his eyes, not even a hint of tease,until he smirked. "What I'll do with you is called love-making. I'll worship you like my goddess... Jaan." But the need,the desire in me,didn't even consider his words. I bit my lip and, pulling him dangerously close, I spoke, "But I'll fuck you... claim you... make you mine... until you beg for mercy. Until you scream my name, Mister Husband." And with that, my lips crashed against his. Clothes between us were discarded, bare bodies colliding, moans filling the space as I rode him. It was our first time..something I never knew I always needed. I needed him. He became my addiction. My everything. Every breath, every thought... I wanted to claim, ruin, and just keep him close to me. He is 37. She is 23. He's a virgin..she's not. He knows the world through his business files: calm, poised, and disciplined. She's the fire meant to burn his calm away-the chaos he never saw coming, the goddess he'll learn to worship. Trapped in a marriage that began as a business deal, both were prisoners of circumstance... Until desire broke every wall and love rewrote every rule. It isn't just a love story. It's a tale of possession, passion, and devotion. Where desire burns deeper than sin and love dares to cross every boundary. ✨ His Mrs. Ranawat ✨ Tropes: • Age Gap • Marriage of Convenience • Dark Romance • She Fell First, He Fell Harder Note: This story contains highly descriptive sexual intimacy. With not so sweet and timid. But a sharp and dominating female lead. If you are here searching for perfect characters..This isn't a place for you! Rated: MATURE THEME ©2025 gauri_writzz

ROCCO I don't have time for Russians. Or love. All I care about is revenge-cold, calculated, and personal. I've built my empire on blood, silence, and fear. My enemies know not to cross me. And then she shows up. Rosabelle. Too pretty for her own good. Too naive to be in my world. Too soft for a man like me.. And now she's mine-whether she knows it or not. I told myself I didn't have time for love. But love isn't what this is. This is obsession. This is possession. This is her signing a deal with the devil-and that devil is me. ROSABELLE I love hacking. The thrill. The control.. But my father? He hates it. He wants me quiet and far away from trouble. Then Rocco walks in-cold, dangerous, and terrifyingly gorgeous. The future Don of the Italian mafia. And he offers me a job. Hack for him. Work for the mafia. Leave everything behind-my family, my name, my life. I should've said no. I should've run. But something in his eyes makes me stay. Now I'm tangled in a world of violence, secrets, and temptation. And the most dangerous part isn't the job... It's him. VALENTINA Being the middle child sucks. Forgotten. Overlooked. Never enough. I don't get choices. Not when my life has been one long punishment. Not when I'm the reason my parents are dead. And no one knows the truth-except me. Now, I'm being dragged into a marriage I never wanted, To the last person I'd ever choose. It's political. Strategic. I'm just a pawn in someone else's game. But I'm done being quiet. I've spent my whole life carrying guilt. Now I carry a knife in my boot and secrets in my smile. Because if I have to marry a monster- Then I'll become one too. JAX I should've stopped it. Should've said no. But I didn't. Because the truth is-I never say no to power. And this deal? It's everything I've ever wanted. Power. Money. Legacy. And a pretty girl wrapped in silk and secrets.. And once she's mine, I'm not letting her go. Not even if I have to burn the world to keep her

• It all started as hate, until it wasn't • Life had been nothing but a bed of roses for Viransh Arora, the only son of the chairperson of one of the largest conglomerates of Australia. His life was designed as a checklist, the day he was born - graduate from a world class university, commence his own company and then, marry a partner who suits his societal status. Straight A's in his field of studies, a prodigy in basketball and a model arts graduate, he certainly turned out to be an ideal son. But, one incident. One incident is all it took for all those years of hardwork to be flipped to a total hundred and eighty degrees. "My sister cannot commit such a crime!" But she did. All of the evidence proved against her. He screamed at the officer who stood in front of him in full glory, her eyes blank as she smirked with a devilish grin. She cocked her brow and played with the handcuffs, disinterested in his words. She appeared delighted as if she were waiting for this day. "How does it feel to be a part of the Aroras?" And he knew, Aira Rife is going to be one hell of a woman. He will prove her wrong, he will safeguard his sister and serve her justice, even if it means going against his family. Even if it costs to marry this rebellious woman. [Updates - Every Saturday and Sunday]

When 20-year-old Fallon Lopez lays eyes on a man who's quite a few years older than her, she immediately feels an attraction toward the mysterious man. She finds herself being drawn to him, feeling a spark grow between them and the tension grow thicker by each passing minute. Though, who knew that he was the man she could never have? . . . "You're playing a dangerous game." "Maybe losing has a sweeter taste than victory."

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

Book one of the temptation series AND ISN'T A STANDALONE ❦︎𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ❦︎ ❦︎𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞?❦︎ ❦︎𝐈𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫❦︎ We were 'hate' fucking. I hid my gun underneath the bed because I don't fully trust him. He is unpredictable. I moaned, not able to hold back the way that made me feel and as I slowly recovered from it, he spanked me one last time before he pulled out. He stood up, grabbed his scattered clothes all over the room as he pointed a finger " Don't forget that, this doesn't change anything between us " I lifted myself unable to move due to the ache between my legs. He instantly pinned my naked body to the wall, a hand cupping my throat with a tight grip whilst he placed the other beside the left side of my head on the wall. I gasped with shock."You are mine to fuck.My enemy and mine alone." He demanded with a husky voice. He put on his black shirt and I take the chance to tug him, our lips inches apart. "If I am yours, then you are mine" I mumble slowly. He smiled at himself, his dimples appearing.