[Not edited] Alex Dalton a Mafia boss who owns the biggest mafia in the US. He is cold, ruthless and heartless. His job consists of killing, selling drugs and all the illegal things someone could imagine. And Lilac Rose a beautiful woman who is kind and innocent, full of love, a girl who just finished college and happend to be at the wrong place at a wrong time. Lilac witnesses a murder on her way through an alley and as her eyes lock with Alex, things take a big turn for both of them and their worlds flip upside-down. ____ The first few chapters idk are not good written, in my opinion, but the more you get into the book, the better it gets :) #1 in alcohol 02/25/22 #53 in boy 08/04/22 #2 in cold 01/26/22 #1 in difficult 06/20/22 #2 in smoking 03/30/23 #20 in maturity 05/29/22 #18 in mafiaboss 04/03/22 #1 in intense 12/06/22 #10 in hot 09/04/22

Without warning, I reached down and gave her ass a hard smack. "That's for spray painting my car," I said. Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, trying to suppress a smile. "You're such a caveman." "Caveman? How about this?" I said, smacking her ass again, harder this time. She moaned, and I could feel her responding to me, her body betraying her defiance. 𝐄𝐒𝐌𝐄 I was raised to be perfect. The golden girl. The Kensington princess. Sheltered. Untouched. A good girl with a silver spoon and a diamond crown. But then there's 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧. My stepbrother. My brother's enemy. A man carved from sin, wrapped in arrogance, and dipped in ink. He doesn't ask. He takes. He doesn't chase. He owns. And when he touches me? It's not gentle. It's filthy. It's wrong. I should run. I should hate him. But when he says my name, low and dark, I don't think about stopping. I think about how deep I can fall. Because Caleb isn't just my first sin. He's the one I'll never escape. 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐁 She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. And I was the bastard here to tarnish it. 𝐄𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧. Mummy's little princess. The golden girl. The one thing in this world I was never supposed to touch. But I don't follow rules. I break them. And Esme? She was made to be ruined. Soft lips. Delicate curves. A body that begs for my hands. She's innocent, but not with me. I'm dragging her into the dark, making her dirty, making her mine. She thinks she can survive me. Thinks she can walk away untouched. But Esmeralda? She belongs to me. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘙𝘢𝘸 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵.

Camilla's coffee shop seems like the perfect personally owned business. The coffee is delicious and the pastries are to die for. However, the coffee shop is also home to an erotic fantasy group at night. They meet to help facilitate each other's wildest fantasies. Camilla has always enjoyed making others sex dreams come true. She's never indulged in her own fantasy but when she meets seemingly straight-laced journalist Clark, he might be just what she needs to get the ending she's been craving.

She feared him more than anything-until he became the only place she felt safe. After escaping years of abuse, Lina found a fragile kind of peace scrubbing floors in a mercenary's mansion. Quiet, invisible, and broken, she kept her head down and her voice lower. Especially around him. Killian. He kills for a living. He is a powerful, cold-blooded mercenary, a wealthy man who built his empire off blood, fear. He owns a powerful private military company that operates in the shadows, answering only to the highest bidders. He commands killers, closes deals, and never makes mistakes. Until her. A glance. A flinch. A wound she tried to hide. And suddenly, he was watching her closely. Quietly. Like she was a puzzle he didn't mean to touch... but couldn't stop obsessing over. Killian: "You blush like that again, and I swear I'll pin you against this wall just to see how deep it goes." He didn't know how to be soft. She didn't know how to be wanted. But in a house full of violence, he saw her. And he started to change. And soon, she was everywhere in his mind.

There's this silence between us that stretches longer than it should, and it wraps around my chest like a weighted blanket. My throat tightens. I stare at him like I'm trying to memorise the face of someone who shouldn't exist. A dream made real. My lips part before I can stop myself. "Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?" The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. Aiden's gaze softens. His lips tug into the gentlest smile I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that could mend broken wings. "No" he whispers. "I volunteered." The words hit harder than I expect. Like a punch wrapped in silk. I gasp, air leaves me in a rush I can't reclaim. But before I can fully process what he's just said, he takes a step closer. His fingers ghost over my cheek, brushing away a tear I didn't realise had fallen. And then-he kisses me painfully slow. His hand cups the back of my neck, anchoring me to a moment I never want to end. And just when I think it's over, he pulls away just enough to look at me. His thumb traces the damp trail of tears down my cheek. He doesn't say anything. He just leans in again, and kisses them away. One by one. My tears. My pain. My silence. All kissed away by a boy who didn't come to save me because someone sent him. He came because he chose to.

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Adeline wasn't planning on having a panic attack in the middle of a thunderstorm-but that's exactly how she met Leo. Head down, heart racing, soaking wet... and suddenly crashing into a stranger with calm eyes and steady hands. Leo's the last person anyone would expect to be soft. He's an FBI agent, used to chaos, and once had a reputation for being the guy who didn't stick around. But Adeline? She's sweet, sheltered, and the kind of girl who can light up a room without even trying. The second their paths crossed, he knew she was going to mean something. And she did... she meant everything. He didn't mean to fall for the girl who's scared of storms. She didn't plan on it, but she trusted him faster than anyone else. But when two messy hearts collide, sometimes the calm comes after the thunder. This isn't one of those over-the-top, cringy romances. There's no love triangle, no toxic drama, and no dragging things out with a million side characters. Just a good timeline, real connection, and all the wholesome moments we secretly dream about. Leo and Adeline are loyal, sweet, and actually communicate (shocking, I know). You'll laugh, smile, maybe cry - and you'll definitely wish you had a Leo of your own. If you're a reader who's tired of the recycled tropes, toxic drama, and characters who can't get their lives together? Same. I've been in the Wattpad trenches too, and that's exactly why I wrote this book. It's everything I wanted to read but couldn't find. So consider this your sign: you're about to find your new favorite. You're gonna fall for Leo and Adeline - I just know it. - Love, yours truly, DaddyMaddyy

Alexander Wolfe is the genius CEO behind the world's most advanced smart home system. His penthouse is sleek, spotless, and fully automated - and he likes it that way. No mess. No noise. No people. Enter Willow Hart, his annoyingly bright and budget-strapped executive assistant. When a system-wide AI crash leaves his luxury home unable to function without constant oversight, Alexander grudgingly agrees to let Willow stay and manage things "manually." Just for a few days. But Willow doesn't do quiet. She dances while cooking, rearranges furniture "for better vibes," and talks to his robot vacuum like it's a pet. His perfectly ordered world begins to glitch - starting with his heart. He built his empire to keep emotions out. But the one thing his tech can't calculate... is her. ━━▲━━ "Did you assign it a personality again?" he asked. "No. That would be irresponsible." I paused. "I may have named it, though." "Of course you did." "Gregory." "Gregory." "He feels like a Gregory. Stiff. In need of affection." He looked like he wanted to be annoyed. But he just... closed his eyes for a second. "Willow." "Yes?" "I am not adjusting the system to match your imaginary friendship circle of household appliances." I pouted. He rubbed his temples. "Fine. I'll take a look." "Yay!" "And stop calling me Alex." "Never." ━━▲━━ Word Count: 22,228

"You're so intoxicating." He whispers under his breath. "I am?" I tilt my head slightly. "Yes. So fucking intoxicating. I won't ever be able to get enough of you because you're like a drug that I'm addicted to." ♥︎ Everleigh, a sweet and innocent, bakery owner. She loves anything that has to do with baking. After the death of her parents, she's now in the care of her aunt and uncle. Ending a relationship with a bad ex, Everleigh never spared a single thought about love, not even what being with another man would be like. But, her opinions and thoughts soon change when she meets Killian Costa. ♥︎ Killian is the ceo of Costa Inc. He is closed off to everyone but has a soft spot for his family. He never thought of being with a woman until he meets her, a cute 5'2 blonde hair, bakery owner. ••••••••••••••••• 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑗𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 "𝑆ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒" . . Started: 1-9-22 Completed: 5-1-22 . . WARNING: violence, language, sexual assault, etc. . . (Previously known as 'Everleigh') . . Highest Rankings: |#1 in tattoos |#1 in everleigh |#1 in innocent |#1 in darling |#2 in kind |#1 in girlfriend |#9 in boyfriend |#3 in bakery |#4 in tattoo |#15 in angel |#18 in funny |#19 in humor |#5 in adorable |#52 in possessive |#24 in cute

His lips trail down my neck, sending shivers all over. "I love looking at you," he breathes, brushing the hair off my shoulders. "Will you let me?" My wild heart seeks his. "Yes." For a long moment, I just feel his gaze. Then, his hands. They skim down my spine as his lips find my throat. I lean back into his palms, my eyes closing. He kisses between my breasts, then across them, swirling his tongue and kissing, always kissing. He pulls my arms out to kiss them, all the way to my wrists...all the way back. He presses affection into my skin, injects trust into my veins. Then he eases me to my back and does it all over again. ******* An obscure tutoring opportunity brings Camila closer to three friends: Noah, Jed, and Fox. After hiding in the shadows for so long, Cam is coaxed to the light. STANDALONE NOVEL Copyright © 2024-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved