In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

He's the fire she can't touch. She's the silence he can't ignore. Lumi Valtin is a delicate storm wrapped in quiet - mute, clumsy, Forced into a marriage with Viktor Volkov, the ruthless king of shadows with devilish red hair and eyes as cold as ice, she's trapped between danger and desire. Every stolen touch, every smoldering glance is a dangerous game they play-where love is forbidden, but addiction is inevitable. In a world ruled by violence and secrets, can silence be the loudest scream for salvation? Dark passion, raw emotion, and a twisted fate. Brace yourself for a love that speaks louder than words.

Legacy of Sin Born into power. Raised in shadows. Vivi Isis, Egypt's lethal heiress, moves through the mafia world with honeyed eyes and a deadly touch. Rivals. Allies. Lovers. Three men-Marco, Dimitri, Alvin-draw her into a game of lust, dominance, and control. In a world where sin rules and empires clash, nothing is sacred... and everything is up for grabs. it's a 🔞 nsfw and other disturbing things. Don't bother to read if you have a fragile heart.

zoa is a 19 year old clumsy girl. weighs around 65-70 kg have big bust and wide hips with small waist. Her long brown hair cascading till her mid thigh are soft and wavy. Her dark brown eyes hold pain and power....her chubby cheeks hold lots of love. Lucian Frost, werewolf- demon Prince... infamous for his cruelty. cruel red eyes and powerful black jet hair. Faint, dark veins appear on his skin when he's enraged or using power.Pale with a subtle greyish undertone, almost like ash, hinting at his demonic heritage. Tall and muscular, like a predator, sculpted for speed and violence

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡? 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥" • A student on scholarship and a shy university professor. An almost very unlikely pair. • "You don't understand how important she is to me" I clenched my jaw, feeling the urge to throw something. "She's everything to me and I just...I just ruined it!" My voice ripped through my throat as I flung the glass of whiskey at the wall and I watched it shatter while the golden liquid stained the neat white walls. "She's gonna be fine, Theodore" Asher said with a somber and empathetic expression on his face and I scoffed. "Fuck yes, she's gonna be fine! But what about me?" I tilted my head at him and he inhaled. "You'll be fine, Theo." he spoke so softly I wished I was that calm. I wished I could be. "Not without her I'm not" I dropped back in my chair, my hands shaking violently and she wasn't around to help me get through it. PS: Lyrics of a song by Nasty C- Flaws and All. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 - 22𝐫𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐜, 2020 Completed - 17th Oct, 2021

"Fuck u, fucken pussy!" I yelled at him. He turned,walked to me got so close to my face,i could literally smell his minty mixed weed breath.(this man looks so fucken sexy yet intimidating as fuck.) "Say that one more time,i will flip u over this fucken bed and fuck u like there is no tomorrow." With that being said i slowly closed my legs before I could drip on this sheets. "But u would like that won't u amore,seeing how u are too quick to close those sexy legs " he whispered against my neck,sending shivers from my spine straight to my sweet dripping core. DAMN. She got a job at a strip club as a bartender,got kidnapped for not wanting to strip for the owner of the club,the most dangerous,cold hearted yet so sexy and handsome,the devil him self THE ITALIAN MAFIA KING. MR. D'ANGELO.

I walk backwards with Silva slowly stalking towards me with a crazed look on his face. He had his shirt unbuttoned and his hair damp from sweating. "Why are you here?" I ask him calmly trying not to show that I am scared, he chuckles darkly rubbing his hands through his hair something he did when he was upset. "What do you mean? I just came to bring my girl home; you still are my girl, right?" "I never said I wasn't. But you're acting insane right now." I tell him. Sweat formed with from the fear of what is to come. "I'm insane? You're the one with the knife in your hand not me! Look what you did to me!" I don't even look at his torso already aware of its damage. "Look what you did to me! What did you expect me to do Silva?! I don't want to hurt you anymore but I fucking will if you keep pushing me!" I was screaming on the top of my lungs waving the knife like a mad women. "Be a good girl and use it on me like you want." I wipe my endless tears shaking my head. "Come on Nastasia do it!" I scream as I watch him lunge at me, on instinct I swing the knife slicing into his arm. I gasp instantly dropping it and we both stand still as his blood drips . We stood in silence until he silently began laughing, I watch him touch his arm to feel the blood in his hands. "That's it Stasi let's play." He takes shirt completely off before coming at me again.

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️ ""Show me that wet pussy," he commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl dripping with dominance and raw lust, every word dripping with hunger. The heat in his words wrapped around me like a vise, making my skin flush and my breath hitch. I spread my legs wider, every nerve ending screaming for him. He leaned in, eyes dark and hungry, the scent of him intoxicating. He inhaled deeply, his voice rough as he whispered, "Such a good girl." I bit down hard on my trembling lips, my body aching, desperate for his touch...

Shay is a plus-size, confident, and had a knack for turning the mundane into something fun with her vibrant personality. Yet, beneath her vivacious exterior, she was growing weary of the endless booty calls and dates that led nowhere. Her mother's relentless attempts to set her up only added to the frustration, making her life seem like a series of romantic misfires. Shay's life felt like a series of romantic dead-ends, and she craved something more-a thrilling, new adventure that would sweep her off her feet and reignite her passion for life. Meanwhile, Max Dalton, the CEO of a multi-billion dollar empire, seemingly has it all-wealth, power, and success. But beneath the polished exterior, Max battles a profound sense of emptiness, longing for love and a family. Torn between his father's traditional expectations and his own desires for genuine connection, Max's life reaches a pivotal crossroads. Their worlds collide through a series of serendipitous phone calls that unravel secrets and spark undeniable chemistry. As Shay navigates the bustling city streets with a spring in her step, Max wrestles with his internal turmoil and the weight of his inheritance. The tension mounts with each call, leading to an electric encounter that could change both their lives forever. "The Call of Destiny" is a captivating tale of unexpected connections, the search for true happiness, and the courage to defy expectations. Will Max find the love he yearns for? Will Shay's mysterious caller be the key to unlocking a future neither of them could have imagined? Dive into this thrilling journey where every call holds the promise of destiny.

***18+ MATURE CONTENT INVOLVED INCLUDING SEX AND VIOLENCE*** "You're always fucking begging." His tone was almost mocking and his grip was getting slightly tighter. "Doesn't take much does it?" I was caught off guard by his change in dynamic but it turned me on at the same time. My breath hitched, my fingers tightening slightly against his arm. "I-" I faltered, heat rushing to my face. "I'm not-" "Don't argue with me," Toni growled. My mouth closed instantly and Toni softened his grip on my throat only a little. "Tell me what you want," Toni said. My voice shook slightly. "I want you." "Not good enough." There was a pause before I finally spoke. "I want you...to fuck me." Toni's expression shifted to a satisfied one. His thumb brushed lightly against my throat, holding me there. "Needy little thing," he added under his breath. 💋