Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

The woman's hand, decorated with rings, was squeezing the sides of her throat; the gun stuffed in the blondes mouth. Breathy whimpers slipping past her lips, and mascara dripping down her puffy, red cheeks. Renata tittered, her haughty tugging the corner of her plump lips, their eyes staying on each other. Her scent only made the dangerous woman more attracted to this beauty; her sweet and soft perfume lingered around her. The hand on the blondes throat was removed, and instead, caressing her soft, wavy blonde, putting it against her nose and sniffing. Renata's eyes closed in delight, the thick smell of pomegranate and roses gave her a soft tingle. Magnolia sobbed harder, trying to wiggle her way out of the situation. She whined once her hands were clasped together and held above her head. "Shh, my sweet flower, we don't want to attract attention now, do we?" The woman spoke finally, her lips brushing against Magnolia's ear. Immediately, Renata moved the gun from her mouth and wiped it on her jacket, stuffing it back in her waistband. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," she whispered, placing a lingering kiss on her neck. "though I can bite sometimes, and you my flower, are very tempting." 𑁍 Magnolia Tress - the blonde works at the most popular strip club in New York; a nervous, traumatised young woman on the run from her past which continues to haunt her 6 years later. As much as she tries to forget her roots and overcome the trauma, she's suddenly faced to it when the Big Boss pays a visit to America. Renata Abbott - highly feared woman for good reasons. Powerful, dangerous woman who would slay someone without a word to spare. She figured two things would happen when returning to New York: checking on legal businesses and checking on her illegal ones. What she did not expect was to discover a rat within her Mafia, and to become obsessed over a young, short blonde. HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 - french 4/3/2026 #7 - interracial 10/2/2025 #39 - lesbian 11/2/2

Talia Decker is sixteen, starting her junior year of high school. Popular, outgoing, and seemingly confident, she is wholly unprepared for the wildfire that is the new girl: Monroe Kingston. Dark, mysterious, and cocky, Monroe is everything Talia hates about the bad girl cliché. Determined to stay far, far away from this alluring, motorcycle-riding senior, Talia does everything she can to avoid her. But when sparks fly, can Talia really resist the temptation that is Monroe Kingston?

"You don't know how much it hurts me seeing you with him. I tell you about it, you apologize then go on with your life like nothing even happened" She frowned her eyebrows as I spoke "baby you know I care about how you feel but I can't just break up with him-" i cut her off "why not?" "I know you and I are completely different people and your dad obviously doesn't like me but we both know you don't care about what your dad says so what is it? Why won't you break up with him and be with me?" She stayed quiet and looked down, not saying anything "talk to me when you figure shit out" --- This story will include: (warnings) -detailed sexual content -mental/physical abuse -sexual assault/harassment -abuse -violence -alcohol, drugs, weed etc. -family issues

Everyone has their own path in life or they are given one it's very simple, but for some it's different they are forced down a path that is not their own. They can't make their own decisions or choose their own fate nothing saves them. For Raelyn, she wished for death. She prayed and wished for death to come in her path and take the unbearable pain away. The grief of loss and hope...maybe just maybe if she shut her eyes for just a minute time would stop and she could breathe, she can feel....maybe just maybe she would finally feel alive instead of used and broken She just might find that within five strangers she'd never imagine meeting ***************************************************************************** these are my characters, so please don't copie right SEQUEL: TELL ME YOU LOVE ME

"She's fucking weird and different than us" she said laughing. It made me so angry. I wanted to punch her but she was right in some way. "You know what? You're right, she's different" I said and she nodded her head "exactly" "She's different because she's better than all of us" --- This story will include: -detailed sexual content -sexual assault -mental health issues -drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -family issues

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

"She chose you" I turned to look at Noah and frowned my eyebrows in confusion from what he said "what do you mean she chose me?" I asked stepping closer to him. A small smile grew on his face as he stood with his back straightened as always "she saw you at the gathering then told her parents the same night, if they want her to have an arranged marriage then the least they can do is get you to be her wife even if she didn't even speak to you" "She doesn't show her emotions very well but she feels more than any of us" my lips were parted. I didn't know what to say. --- This story will include: (warnings) -detailed sexual content -abuse -sexual assault/harassment -violence -alcohol, drugs, weed etc. -family issues

Stella is in Spain on vacation with her best friend. She went to a club to have fun and to escape the stress but what happens when she meets the eyes of the owner? The cold-hearted mafia boss can't let her out of her sight all night long. She wants her and she is going to get her. That's what she thought. She didn't want the younger girl to know that she's in the mafia but that didn't last long. The moment Stella found out how dangerous Ximena is, she tries to escape. 𖧷𖧷𖧷 I walk faster, my legs trembling, panic surging anew. When i dare a glance over my shoulders, she's there-her silhouette stalking towards me with deadly precision. Run. My mind screams at me, and i break into a desperate sprint. But i don't make it far. Strong hands grab my waist, yanking me back with frightening ease. My body collides with hers, and im suddenly pressed against her chest, warm and unyielding. I struggle, twisting in her grip, but her hold only tightens. "I think we weren't finished in there, were we?" she hisses in my ear, her breath searing against the sensitive skin of my neck.