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The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

La oscuridad es suya, y Damien Blackwood la reclama sin remordimientos. Aria es su objetivo, y nada ni nadie lo detendrá. "Me perteneces. Y no hay forma de escapar." No hay amor, ni redención. Solo deseo, poder y control. Ella huye, pero cada paso la lleva más cerca de él. La única salida es sucumbir, o ser destruida. Y Damien no le dejará otra opción. El peligro la rodea, y él es la amenaza más real. "No eres mía, Aria, yo soy tuyo" No me importa lo que haga, lo que digan. Nadie, ni siquiera ella me detendrá. Si debo arrastrarla conmigo al infierno, lo haré. ¿En serio creías que fue casualidad que él estuviera ahí? Nada en su mundo lo es. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

-¿Porqué haces esto? ¿Porqué no puedes dejarme en paz?-. Pregunté frustrada y sintiendo las lágrimas inundar mis ojos. -Porque sigues siendo mía y de nadie más-. Dijo en un tono sombrío que conocía perfectamente bien. Trague nerviosa de ver la forma en cómo se acercaba poco a poco a mi, como un león a punto de cazar a su presa,... -P-por favor... Vete... Los niños pueden despertar-. Susurre nerviosa cuando su nariz rozo mi cuello. Mis piernas estaban temblando y no tenía a dónde huir ya que mi espalda estaba pegada la pared y sus brazos aún lado de mi cabeza. -No despertarán y si lo hacen les decimos que mami y papi están arreglando sus diferencias-. Volvió hablar en un susurro logrando que mi piel se volviera de gallina. -No... Por favor... -. Entonces sus labios se pegaron a los míos en un besos necesitado y deseoso. |Novela completamente mía no se aceptan ningún tipo de plagio, copia o algún tipo adaptación|

She probably thinks I'm going to fuck her. Instead, I go to my closet and take out a pair of sweatpants and a shirt that's small for me, and a medicine cream I often use for my own bruises. I place the clothes on the bed, then start to apply the cream on her arms. She flinches as I grab her arm. "I don't hit women." I say coldly. Although I was part of the mob, I did have some principles. She looks surprised at my words, probably not believing me given my reputation. She still winces as the cool cream meets her skin. I move on to her bare waist, carefully rubbing the cream on the bruises. My fingers brush over her back, moving her long dark hair to one side of her shoulder. I feel a pang as she whimpers when the cool gel meets the marks. I rub the cream into the bruises as gently as I can, trying to ignore her whines. I finally finish and close the bottle. Then, I sit on the bed, boring my eyes on her face. "Who did this to you?" I try to ask calmly, even though I'm furious inside. How dare somebody break what was mine? Her eyes dart back and forth again, and she swallows nervously. "I'm not going to ask you again. How did you get these marks?" I ask in a harsher tone this time. She gulps, then pushes some of her hair behind her ears. hi guys this is my first story im publishing on wattpad! I have been writing for a while but I've decided to start publishing since I am going through a bad year and a hard time and I'm hoping this will be a good hobby for me! pls like and comment and vote and I am open to suggestions :)

He ruled the underworld with a cold heart and iron fist - feared by all, trusted by none. She was a quiet storm - sweet on the outside, fierce within, and always standing alone. When their worlds collide, bullets fly, secrets unravel, and an unexpected bond threatens to change everything. Can love bloom in the middle of chaos, or will the darkness of his world swallow them both? Would you like it to have a romantic, tragic, or action-packed tone? I can tweak it based on your vibe.

She was born to dream He was born to destroy But when their world's collided Even devil couldn't resist his angel

"He thought I was his fiance when he pushed me in his bed". She was just the quiet florist girl-delivering roses, not trouble. But when she stepped into the mansion with that bouquet, he mistook her for his runaway fiancée. And when the city's most feared mafia lord makes a mistake... he never lets it go. But was she really mute or pretending, it's still a mystery.

"This is so wrong ..." Emma breathed out against his lips when he pinned her up against the wall. "Is it?" Alexander echoed, slipping his hands underneath her large sweater, grazing her lips. "She's my friend ..." Emma argued weakly, albeit unwilling to push him off. "Don't think about it." He merely replied, starting to nibble on her neck. As his lips nipped down on her sensitive skin, Emma let out a breathless moan and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, so that he could hook her legs around his torso, effectively seizing her in his arms. The walk to his bedroom was short, and before she could say anything, she found herself on his bed, him hovering over her. His every touch was inebriating, the way his lips knew exactly where to go in order for her to lose sight of her moral duties, the way his hands skillfully caressed every inch of her skin, as if savoring it in advance, was driving her insane. And when she met his fiery gaze, Emma knew she was doomed. She had no chance but to surrender to this devil that was tempting her, pushing her towards something that - she was well aware - would be difficult to give up on once set in motion.

𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗣𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 💋 (Dark Mafia Romance | 18+) "Tum mujhe arrest karne aayi thi, Sana... ab dekho, khud meri prisoner ban chuki ho." - Rudra Malhotra Rudra Malhotra - Underworld ka sabse ruthless Mafia King. Uske naam se hi dushman kaap jate hain, aur uski aankhon me sirf ek cheez dikhti hai - power. Cold, heartless aur dangerous, woh apni duniya ke rules sirf khud ke liye likhta hai. Sana Sharma - Ek fearless police officer jise crime aur underworld se nafrat hai. Uska ek hi mission hai - Rudra ko jail bhejna. Par woh bhool gayi ki Mafia King se takraane ka sirf ek hi anjaam hota hai - Tabahi. Jab Sana ek deadly raid me Rudra ke empire ko todne ki koshish karti hai, toh woh ek aise game me fas jaati hai jisme sirf Rudra ke rules chalte hain. Uske possession me aane ke baad, Sana sirf ek cop nahi rehti... woh Rudra ki obsession ban jaati hai. 🔥 Power ya Passion? Revenge ya Surrender? Sana ke paas koi escape nahi hai... aur Rudra usse kabhi chhodne wala bhi nahi hai. ⚠ Warning: Yeh kahani dark, possessive aur intense mafia romance hai. If you love obsessive anti-heroes, forced proximity aur sinful chemistry, then this book is for you! 18+ content ahead. Read at your own risk. 😈🔥 ---