(COMPLETED) ❝What's on your mind? Are you thinking how I would look sucking your dick in this dress? I wouldn't mind showing you, but we have to go to the bar. It's truly a shame because if we didn't have plans, we'd probably be fucking against this wal-❞ I wasn't able to finish that sentence because his arms suddenly curled around my waist and slammed me against the side wall. My breath hitched in my throat as I registered everything. His eyes no longer had that innocent look they usually did. They looked dark and hungry, desire clearly visible in them. ❝You need to stop teasing me, Ariel. You somehow keep forgetting that even though I'm your best friend, I'm still a man. Next time you joke about sucking my dick or being fucked against a wall, I won't hold back.❞ He said in a low voice, backing me up against the wall and planted his hands on either side of my head, trapping me in. His lips were dangerously close to mine. ❝I never asked you to hold back.❞ With that, I roughly grabbed his collar and crashed my lips to his. _ Would Ariel Watts and Kevin Wilson be willing to risk their friendship and put their hearts on the line? Let's find out. _⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__ bad girl good boy × friends to lovers × friends with benefits __________ This story is based on my real life and written as a farewell to the memories of a certain someone. ___________ CURRENTLY BEING EDITED ___________ W A R N I N G : ✓ mature language ✓ adult content ✓ alcohol consumption ✓ detailed smut _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__ Most impressive rankings - #1 in friendswithbenefits ( 04/03/2023) #1 in goodboybadgirl ( 02/02/2023) #1 in teasing (19/04/2023) #1 in spicy (18/06/2023) #2 in sexy ( 17/05/2023) #3 in dominance (20/05/2023) #4 in badgirlgoodboy (31/01/2023) #4 in shyboy (16/02/2023) _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ STARTING DATE - 27/01/2023 ENDING DATE - 07/07/2025

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦ Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother. Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi. Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her. ❦ "I don't share, angel." "He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away. His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me." ❦ HIGHEST RANKING: #5 romance - 6/26/22 Dark Romance Cover by @-simplyhan

Ben and Olivia are either laughing or at each other's throats-there's no in-between. To the outside world, they're chaos and charm. Banter and barbs. But underneath the teasing nicknames and constant one-upping, there's something deeper neither of them dares to name. Olivia hides her feelings behind sarcasm and a smile that rarely reaches her eyes. She cries in the shower, keeps people at arm's length, and refuses to let anyone see the cracks-especially Ben. Ben, the guy who masks his anxiety with bravado and charm. The one who's terrified of being alone and finds comfort in the noise... even when that noise is Olivia yelling at him. They weren't supposed to fall. Not for each other. Not like this. But sometimes, love doesn't arrive quietly. Sometimes... it collides. It tangles. And sometimes, it clashes.

He's the life of the party. She's the girl with the golden glow. Neither of them expected their next great love to be each other. Told with heart, heat, and hilarious banter, this friends-to-lovers, one-bed, slow burn romance proves that sometimes, the class clown is the one who loves you best. Book 2/3