|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."

꧁༺ ⚠︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⚠︎༻꧂ this story contains: ♡ explicit sex scenes ♡ age gap relationship (17 years apart) ♡ daddy title kink ♡ vulgar language ♡ mafia & organized crime ♡ premonitions + spirituality read responsibly, babes ♡ ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ Damianos doesn't do love. He barely does attachment. Successful, disciplined, and carved from the darker parts of the world he runs, romance isn't even a blip on his radar... until he crosses paths with a girl who shouldn't matter. Azuri - green‑amber eyes, soft voice, and a life she's finally getting together - isn't looking for trouble. But trouble arrives anyway, wrapped in a tailored suit and answering to the name of her best friend's uncle. He's older. He's dangerous. He's everything she should avoid. And yet... she wants him. Badly. In ways she can't explain and shouldn't admit. He wasn't supposed to notice her. She wasn't supposed to want him. But some connections don't ask permission - they just pull. And once they collide, neither of them walks away untouched.

A true love story - not sure that it would be perfect or not, but yeah... it's beautiful. He joked with everyone. Insulted girls without blinking. Laughed like nothing could touch him. But when she spoke - He went silent. No comebacks. No jokes. Just a soft, "Haan, tum sahi keh rahi ho." Adityan Singh Shekhawat - youngest Rajput son, class clown with villain energy, the boy every teacher feared and every girl wanted. Devika Gupta - eldest daughter from a Teli family. Calm, quiet, and completely unfazed by his chaos. She didn't chase him. Didn't even smile at his jokes. Maybe that's why he stood closer. Close enough to feel. Close enough to almost touch. He wasn't single. He wasn't taken. He was just...𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧.

Under editing... Guys this is my first book, if I did some mistakes do forgive me because english is not my first language. Do read it I know you are going to love it... Much love.... #1 innocentlove #3 badboy in love #9 Indian "He pulled her into the shadows, promising ruin. But even in the darkness, she made him crave the light." Aradhya- She was supposed to be invisible. A quiet, shy girl who buried herself in books and avoided trouble. But she made a mistake-she fell for him. Abhiraj Malhotra. The college's bad boy, playboy, and the guy who ruined lives for fun. She admired him from afar, dreaming of a love that could never be. Until one day... she caught his attention. But not the way she wanted. He made her life a nightmare-tormenting her, bullying her, pushing her to her limits. Yet every time he looked into her eyes, he saw something he couldn't understand. Something he wasn't ready for. Then she did the unthinkable. She stood up to him. Challenged him. And that's when everything changed. Now, he's not just playing with her. He's obsessed. And he won't stop until she's his. Even if he has to break her first. Claimed by badboy but at the end she will claim him. this story will not disappoint you stay tuned......

Ethan Vale doesn't fall in love. He watches. From the glass walls of his office, he has spent months observing the new designer who walked into his company like sunlight breaking into a locked room. Lena Arora is everything he isn't-warm, bright, and painfully alive. She laughs with everyone. Trusts too easily. Smiles at men who don't deserve it. And Ethan notices everything. The way she twists the ring on her finger when she's nervous. The songs she hums while working. The exact time she leaves the office every night. At first, it was curiosity. Then it became something darker. Because every time another man stands too close to her... Every time someone makes her laugh... Something inside Ethan snaps. He tells himself he's protecting her. Removing problems. Keeping the wrong people away. But the truth is far more dangerous. He's obsessed. When a storm traps them together one night, Ethan offers her a ride home. Instead, he drives her somewhere quiet-under a sky full of stars where the lines between control and desire begin to blur. Lena thinks Ethan is just her cold, mysterious boss. She has no idea that for months he has been watching her. Protecting her. Claiming pieces of her life she never gave him permission to touch. And when she finally discovers the truth... She has to decide something terrifying. Is Ethan Vale a monster she should run from? Or the only man who has ever truly seen her? Because Ethan has already made his decision. He's never letting her go.

Enzo Costa, of the Italian Mafia, is danger wrapped in charm and a perfect smile. Eirene Vlahos, the Greek princess, doesn't believe in mafia fairy tales. She believes in contracts. Control. And men who ruin women's lives for power. So what happens when they're forced into an arranged marriage neither of them want? |Book #2 Costa Men Mafia Series| Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Soul•mate /sohl-meyt/ ~Someone who understands you, loves you, and will be there for you like no other.~ We all love a good cliché right? Those stories that have you giddy, kicking your feet and blushing. The ones that make you believe that true love and happiness is out there, well...... Chase, Captain of his schools hockey team, popular...you get the idea, until Lili came around he had never met someone who was so kind and full of love with not a mean bone in her body. Lilian, Our lovely little shy bookworm who's a sucker for a cute romance, wanting a fresh start she changes schools her senior year, until a certain Captain walks in late to class she had never met someone so cold and dark and yet he was the most caring & loving person in the world once you get to know him. They were Enchanted to meet each other, even being complete opposite. But everyone says opposites attract right? •*•*•*•*• "You didn't have to follow me out I was fine," I say, but I'm sure he can see right past my lie. "Lying doesn't suit you sweetheart, and I told you I would always take care of you," he says watching the blush growing on my cheek. 1MILLION ON Feb 16, 2025 💕Highest ranking so far: #1 in Cliche 17/05/23 #1 in Always 1/17/23 #1 in protective 12/1/22 #1 in caring 12/1/22 #1 in goodgirl 12/7/22 #1 in Lilian 12/31/22 #1 in Sport 5/28/23 #1 in panic 7/27/23 #2 in grumpy12/17/22 #3 in panic!!!!!! #3 in hockey player 12/13/22 #3 in sport 12/13/22 #3 in Cliche 5/9/23 Thank you everyone so much this means the world to me!!! **WARNING__definition of trust the process, I promise it's all worth it in the end**

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

He looks like he might close the space between us. He looks like he wants to. My brain supplies a dozen sane exits. My body refuses every one. He looks as if he might kiss me. So I do something- exactly the kind of crazy I'm proud of but later I regret. I bite him right on the shoulder. He's in a tank, and my teeth definitely sink in. "What the hell?" he jerks back with a sharp laugh, stumbling slightly. "Did you just bite me?" "I panicked!" I defend, a little too quickly. "You don't have to mark me when I'm already yours, Swan." he says. Excuse me? "What!?" I blink, nearly tripping over my own foot. "What did you just say?" He shrugs, all cool and composed, "I'm already yours." he repeats, like it's nothing. Like it's not the verbal equivalent of a punch to the stomach and a kiss to the soul. My jaw drops. "Are you- are you okay?" "Perfectly," he says, then taps his shoulder. "Just sore though." ✧𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.✧ ✩Amara Fontaine, a 24 year old ballerina. She was light, grace, and everything golden. A ballerina with a heart too kind for the cruel world. But even the brightest stars can be swallowed by the dark. 🜲Xavier Hayes, a 27 year old boxer. He was ruthless, untouchable, and everything dark. A man who never let anyone close-until her. But love makes even the strongest men bleed. Tropes- Boxer X Ballerina Enemies to Lovers Touch her and 🔪 He fell first and she fell harder Possessive and Obsessed MCs Nicknames and Banter Betrayal and Revenge [THIS IS A CLOSED DOOR ROMANCE!]