"My girl isn't fucking weak and there isn't shit wrong with her. She's a fucking force and her pain is her power." He paused, allowing his words to seep into my soul. "And her place will always be at my side, say it." He demanded. A few tears tracked down my face. My throat was clogged with emotions, and it felt hard to breathe, but I did what I was told. "I'm not weak and there's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force...." I swallowed. "My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Louder. I want to hear you." My chin trembled but the words that left my mouth next were strong and hard. "I'm not weak. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Again." His voice was a whisper against my skin, causing the tips of my fingers to tingle. "Say it again, Sam." My heart thawed. "I'm not weak." I said quietly. "There's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Damn straight." He whispered against my lips. "You're fucking perfect. Don't let me hear you call yourself weak, Sam. Because you aren't." ° ° ° 𝗦𝗮𝗺 My life was mapped out for me before I could even take my first breath. I was thrusted into the corrupted world of organized crime and illegal trade. After being broken and left for dead, I finally got my out. I ran. I was free. And then my brother fucked it all up, dragging me back into this twisted form of hell. And then there was Spade, the devil in the most irresistible form. 𝗦𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗲 I was the King of the Cosa Nostra. The definition of violent and tainted. I was merciless, and in my book, there was no such thing as fucking losing. Things have always been the same in the underground, nd when you play with your life, things were collected. Her brother is in my debt, and if that debt isn't paid someone will die. This was just business, so why couldn't I kill her and get shit over with? She was just a means to an end. Right?

"You want a job here, Victoria?" He asks quietly, and I swallow beneath his grip. It was hard for me to breathe- much less speak. Fear spills throughout my body at the sudden realization that Nico could completely crush my windpipes if he wanted to. One squeeze and my life will be over. He brings me closer to his face and I freeze when his thumb slides down the side of my neck. It startles me, causing my heart to thrash restlessly against my ribcage. "Consider yourself hired." Head tilted, he looks at me closely. "You just signed your life away to me. I hope it was worth it." •••

❝Come on beautiful, how long are you going to pretend that I'm not the reason for that❞ His eyes glide down my body and stop at my thighs that had mindlessly pressed themselves together. "When you stop pretending I'm not the reason for that" I gesture towards his legs this time, his thighs parted and the hard erection showing through his pants. I can't help but clear my throat at the print. He stands up, with no shame. Not even trying to cover or adjust himself, he only walks towards me as I sit on the chair in his office. With the nudge of his foot, he parts my legs so he can step between them, lifting my chin with his index finger and I meet those enchanting eyes. He leans closer to my ear and his hand finds its place on my thigh, causing my skin to become warmer. "I'm not pretending beautiful, I will happily admit you're the one that gets me this hard any day." Grace Kennedy is smart, beautiful and kind. She's studying to become a doctor one day but before she can afford all the expenses, she works with her mother in her family's bakery. Mariano is a man of charms and far too handsome for his own good. Emerald green eyes that could be mistaken for the actual jewel itself. His entire life revolved around his four year old daughter and his younger brother. Grace couldn't ignore how shy she felt around him as she grew to see him even more. Doing her best to keep the charming man at arm's length, it was hard to do when he knew exactly how to rile her up. She was his Beautiful Addiction. Extended Description in Introduction!

𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞 With barely twenty-five years, she's the youngest head of Blackveil Legal, London's most prestigious law agency. Having mastered the art of an unforgiving pokerface early, she causes even the mightiest of men to writhe uncomfortably under her cold gaze, trembling for forgiveness she will never offer. They do not know the truth. They do not know that she has sticky blood dripping off her sharp nails, staining her black heart. Because she effortlessly hides it like a secret made to be forgotten, playing the entire city in the process, like it's merely another piece on her board. After all, they do not call her 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 behind closed doors for nothing. 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 Leaving a trail of blood and empty souls behind everywhere he goes, he is hell's coldest threat, equally feared and sought after. They say he's the calmness to hell's chaos, a silent voice echoing louder than any shout. In a world without rules, his word is law. And no sane soul would ever attempt to interfere, because they do know the truth. They do know that he holds a buried past over his tainted heart. They do know that his calmness is a well-made façade, and fear the moment it's relentlessly torn to pieces. Because once it shatters, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 may fully be unleashed. 𝐈𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈𝐧 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. In the darkest of nights, a dangerous deal is made, forged in blood and carved into skin. One may live, the other shall die. And it was in this moment that a destructive legacy woven in stars unfurled. Because two souls had set eyes on each other and would burn everything in their forbidden waltz, including themselves.

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: This is 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of my Shatter Me series, please read this book 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 reading the second one. If you do 𝐍𝐎𝐓 like fast-paced storylines or plots then this story is not for you. ❦ "Undress yourself and kneel in front of me." I said to him as I eyed him, not breaking eye contact. "I don't think this conversation is appropriate, Ms. Steele." He said as he looked at me wide eyed. "You're my boss and I am your assistant." Hunter said as his flustered cheeks continued to show their dominance as he spoke to me. "The longer you defy me Hunter, the longer your punishment will be." I said as I lifted his chin with my index finger watching as his lips parted before me. "Now do as I say and kneel." I said as I took ahold of his tie, loosening it for him, and removing his glasses from his face. ❦ prey • one that is helpless or unable to resist attack : victim predator • one who injures or exploits others for personal gain or profit ❦ Watch as a nymph: 𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄, corrupts the innocence of 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍: her newest assistant. Will he allow her to turn him into the perfect submissive for her? Or will he learn to love her and turn into the perfect dominant for her. Read more to find out. This story contains mature content, reader's discretion is advised. Top Rankings: #1 fastedpaced out of 1.41k stories #1 forbidden out of 1.5k stories #1 assistant out of 1.76k stories #1 maturelanguage out of 2.25k stories #4 sexy out of 77.3K stories ranking #5 badgirlgoodboy out of 1.5K stories #6 shyboy out of 1.3K stories #8 matureaudience out of 23.2k stories #11 adultlanguage out of 1.64k stories #13 adult-content out of 2.29k stories #16 lust out of 2.23k stories #18 sexscenes out of 1k stories #30 daddyissues out of 1.97k stories #35 adultfiction out of 2.12k stories

❝There is no sinner like a young saint.❞ ||MATURE CONTENT|| In which a girl sets her eyes on a forbidden man. COMPLETED. All rights reserved. kingkatewrites 2023. cover by alluringathena

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."

"She wakes up inside a dark romance novel, trapped in a world of secrets, time travel, and fate. No matter how many worlds she crosses, every path leads back to him." A man who controls realities just to keep her trapped in his game. A love story written across infinite worlds... She's his favorite obsession across infinite universes. And maybe... she might not want to escape. A dark, addictive love story written across countless worlds - where the hunter always catches his prey. Dark Romance | Multiverse | Obsessive & Possessive MMC | Time Travel | 18+ Trigger Warning: Explicit content, violence, dark themes, intense obsession, and morally gray (almost black) male lead.

"𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨" 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐩 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. Every nerve in my body tingled with anticipation, and i found myself surrendering to the intense sensations coursing through me. He moved his hands lower, trailing them down to my hips before sliding them under my dress. I gasped as his fingers grazed over my delicate skin down there, inching closer and closer to my most intimate area. "I'm waiting for an answer Tesoro" (¯'·._.··¸.-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.After a chance encounter four years ago, head chef Luna never forgot the mysterious man who swept her off her feet. Fate would once again bring them together, but this time, things would be different - and far more dangerous..-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.¸··._.·'¯) Highest rank 🏆 #2 in attraction #1 in sweet #2 in interracial

♱ Valentina Petrova didn't come to Madrid to save lives. She came to end one. Twenty years ago, the Spanish Mafia tore her world apart, leaving her with a scarred back and a heart made of ice. Now, the daughter of the Bratva has returned. By day, she is a brilliant trauma surgeon at Madrid's most elite hospital. By night, she is a ghost haunting the Garcia lineage. ♱ When Thiago Garcia-the heir to the empire she's sworn to destroy-is brought to her operating table, Valentina sees the perfect opening. But as she steps into his world as his personal physician, she finds a man who isn't the monster his father was. He is protective. He is loyal. And he's falling for the woman sent to kill his family. In a world of blood and betrayal, Valentina must decide: can she stitch her soul back together, or will her quest for vengeance bleed them both dry? ______________________________________________ ♱ TROPES ♱ • Enemies to Lovers • He Falls First • Hidden Identity • Bratva x Spanish Mafia • Dark Romance ______________________________________________ Started: 2026 March 29 Ended: ???