My body was stuck. I wanted to move but I couldn't. He leaned down and our lips crashed together. He made the kiss deeper by adding tongue and picked me up giving my ass a squeeze. Earning a moan from me. He began walking upstairs and went straight to my room throwing me on the bed. "I missed you so fucking much." He said aggressively as he took his clothes off. I started taking mines off as well. He laid over my body kissing me again then breaking it-pressing his forehead to mine looking me in my eyes. I arch my back as he reach down to my soaking pussy and he started stroking my clit. "Always so fucking wet, I fucking love it." He continues to rub his fingers up and down my slit. Sticking a finger inside of me every so often. I moan out against his fingers on my clit. "Fuck this I need to be inside of you." He grunts. A love story about Antonio Russo & Shakayla Janai. Not fully edited! Let me know if I made a mistake somewhere!!! But not to much tho 😚 some of y'all be getting smart in the comments 🙃 I definitely return energy.

"I hate how much I need you, Niyah..." From just enemies, to enemies with benefits, to lovers. I hate how much I want him. But I can't escape him. Why? Because we're lawfully locked. An office romance between rival lawyers who try to fight the tension between them until they finally give in. "You say you hate me but you fuck me the same day." *a lot of smut included*

"𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩?"

I pulled on my beige puff jacket as I opened the door. Just as I turn to the door, Elijah is standing right in front of me. "I've missed you so much." He tilted his head towards me, yearning for one of my kisses. I placed my hand against his face and pulled away. "Don't you have to go skiing?" He removed my hand. "And didn't you just see me this morning?" I asked, tilting my head and placing my hands on my hips. He bites his lips and pulls me closer. "I wanted to see you before we leave." He quickly pecked my lips and gripped my bottom. I lightly pushed him off and giggled. ✘✘✘✘✘ 𝘑𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘌𝘭𝘪𝘫𝘢𝘩 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴? (The pictures within this book aren't mine. I edit details and change a few things.)

Dominic Romanov, a mafia boss who spends the night with a beautiful woman who leaves him wanting more than what he bargained for. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱, 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯. "𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘊𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯." 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘔𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 - 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵. 𝘐 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. "𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵."

"I want to taste you." My heart skipped a beat. I stared at him, unsure of what to say. I'd never done anything like what he wanted to do to me now. His grip loosened around my neck. "Turn around." Maybe this is the part where I say stop. I swallowed harshly, the weight of what's about to happen crashing down on me. He grabbed my neck again, rougher this time. My breath hitched as his grip tightened, the air between us charged and unsteady. "Don't make me repeat myself, Skai." _______________________________________ No one knew her real name, she only went by Skai. Some called her the Shadow not just because she was hard to find, but because of how she moved: silent and fluid. She was deadly. Never missed. Never left a trace. Her job was simple: take out the last Feramo brother. But an unexpected gang war exploded, dragging her straight into the heart of it. Amid the chaos, she crossed paths with a Mafia Boss. One whose gaze burned with a slow, dangerous fire, raw and impossible to look away from. They found themselves wanting each other dangerously. The fire sparked between them burned hotter and darker than any bullet they'd ever fired.

"Open your legs Lina," he said as he tried to pry them open. I shook my head, trying my best to control my nerves. I was confident seconds ago trying to get into his pants and now here I was shaking like a leaf. "Open your legs and let me taste you." My heart was hammering away, and I was sweating like crazy. I exhaled before slowly opening my legs. My hands gripped the sheets when his eyes went between, them taking everything in. "Beautiful," was all he said as he pulled me down and rested his chin on my belly. ______________________________________ Nalina (Lina) Romirez wasn't your typical nineteen-year-old. She had a secret that only those closest to her knew: her right hand was missing. Her parents had always known life would be different when their only daughter was born different. By the time she was eight, Lina had already mastered the use of a technologically advanced prosthetic hand. It was so well-crafted that no one could tell it was artificial unless they looked closely. Brairwood Haven was home to both humans and werewolves. The Pack lived deep in the woods, and stepping foot on their territory was an instant death sentence. Lina had never encountered the higher members of the Pack or the Alpha. She didn't care to, as her only focus was finishing her studies and getting out of town. But as fate would have it, her path crossed with the reigning Alpha, something she never expected. Not only was he the embodiment of strength and dominance, but his striking features were impossible to ignore. He knew that she was his other half. But Lina wasn't planning on ever stepping foot on their territory again or meeting the Alpha for a second time. At least, that's what she thought. [UN-EDITED & HAS ERRORS]

Ariana's boyfriend Brady has been cheating on her for months. How does she find out? A suspicious thong and his roommate Reese fills in the missing pieces. But that's not all he does. While she wasn't expecting to be hit with the news of her boyfriend's infidelity, she was also not prepared for his roommate's offer. Cheat back... with him. *Chapters marked with asterisks contain sexually explicit material* Best Rankings: #1 in #interracial #3 in #college #3 in #enemiestolovers #4 in #BWWM

Both dominant, both love a challenge...what could go right?

"My brother's going to kill us if he finds you with me." Saint's expression didn't change. "I know." "So why do you keep showing up?" I ask, sighing. His eyes found mine. "Because you're here." ✦ ✦ ✦ Eleanor Hayes has known exactly who she wanted to be since she was little: a surgeon. Growing up with one of New York City's most respected surgeons as a father made the dream feel less like a possibility and more like destiny. Saint Huxley is the kind of name people at Crestwood Academy know long before they ever meet him. As the son of the man behind one of the world's largest private banking empires, he should have been polished, disciplined, and respectable. Instead, Saint is reckless, volatile, and impossible to ignore. By day, he's the boy teachers keep an eye on and students know better than to provoke. By night, he disappears into the city's underground, stepping into illegal boxing rings where bruises heal faster than reputations. Eleanor has spent years staying as far away from Saint Huxley as possible. His reputation alone is reason enough, but the fact that he and her older brother, Rafe, can barely stand to be in the same room only reinforces the rule. The problem is that the line between hate and something else is a lot thinner than Eleanor ever expected.