𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨 is a man Italy has learned to fear. Ruthless, merciless, and seated at the head of a blood-soaked empire, he has never been known for forgiveness. His unfaithful wife learned that before her death. Now, the only person Dante cares for is his five-year-old son, Matteo. When Matteo needs a nanny, Dante makes his expectations painfully clear. He wants someone he will never look at twice. An old woman. A nun. Anyone incapable of becoming another temporary desire. Then Sister 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 steps into his mansion. At twenty-one, Delilah has known nothing beyond the walls of the church. Gentle, painfully innocent, and carrying wounds she has been taught to call punishment, she arrives in Italy believing she has been sent to care for a lonely little boy. She knows nothing of the criminal empire surrounding her. Nothing of the blood on Dante Russo's hands. And nothing of the way he looks at her. She was supposed to be invisible to him. Instead, the quiet little nun becomes the only temptation the devil cannot ignore. And Dante Russo has never been a man who denies himself what he wants.

It's a simple ache, this yearning of mine, And it sits behind my ribs, breathing when I think about you. cover by @doewitch !! © flawsvme, 2026

dirty little secret. the rules were simple, don't get attached, don't get caught, and never let your dad find out. you break the first rule almost immediately. the second doesn't stay intact for long. the third? that's the one that'll destroy everything.

At thirty-six, he's a lethal ghost who views her strictly as an assignment. At twenty-one, she's a reckless scientist who refuses to be told when to breathe. He's supposed to keep her safe and keep his distance. Instead, she's ruining his detachment, and he's realizing some lines are meant to be broken.

SOME MONSTERS DON'T HIDE UNDER YOUR BED,, THEY WELCOME YOU INTO THEIR HOUSE / cover by @heartfates

Un billet d'avion. Une nouvelle vie de l'autre côté de l'océan. C'est ce que je croyais. En réalité, j'ai acheté ma chute. Je suis arrivée à New York avec un plan simple : des cours, un appartement, une routine. Je ne cherchais pas l'amour. Je ne cherchais pas le danger. J'ai trouvé les deux. Réunis dans deux visages identiques. Deux regards capables de me déshabiller sans me toucher. J'ai vacillé entre celui qui me tendait la main... et celui qui la refermait sur une arme. Je pensais pouvoir résister. Je me trompais. Parce que personne ne m'a forcée. Je me suis glissée dans leurs draps toute seule.

Layla Harding thought that her life was pretty complete. A college junior, she had the internship of her dreams in Los Angeles, two best friends that always managed to pull her out of her shell, and a bright future ahead of her. Sure she had some rocky family history, but who didn't? Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing, something that would make her whole. On a seemingly normal night of clubbing, Layla accidentally witnesses the elusive Hunter Michaelson commit a crime, and she soon becomes the target of his interest. Hunter can't let her go free, now that she has information that must stay quiet. He intends on keeping Layla under his control to hide his secret, but he soon realizes there is much more to this alluring angel. Layla wants nothing to do with the dangerous criminal that is Hunter Michaelson, but over time, she comes to notice the man underneath, and lines begin to blur. Could they make each other whole? 3/17/21: #5 in chase 5/12/21: #4 in chase 5/16/21: #1 in chase

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 Rafe Cameron, the infamous Prince of Kooks despised Pogues. Especially his little sister's best friend Evelyn Banks; a girl who makes him feel things he hasn't felt before. "In which Rafe Cameron shares a love hate relationship with a Pogue"

« Y'a eu des bons moments mais beaucoup moins qu'ceux noirs » Chronique réelle avec des passages fictifs.

He walks closer to me, pushing me back against his desk. "I'm going to throw you down and fuck you until you scream my fucking name." His fingers slip under my dress and the heat between my legs grows, causing me to cross my legs. He pushes his knee in between my legs, separating them apart. "I'll fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk away from me again." His soft pink lips, curling into his signature smirk. - - - - - - ♡ - - - - - - 𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢, the daughter of a notorious assassin and a prodigy. She is ruthless and kills without hesitation nor emotion, making her deadly. With stunning green eyes, a sculpted body and a magnificent mind she gets anything and everything she wants. 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢, the leader of the most powerful and feared Italian Mafia. No one dares to question the man running the biggest mafia in the world. A man that has been raised with power, wealth and fame. With his alluring features, killer charms and a malevolent mind, he is the one to be or beat. When Lorenzo's mafia gets threatened by an upcoming- a nobady American Mafia, Lorenzo struggles to uphold his criminal empire without it crumbling to the ground. After struggling, he finally decides to ask one of his biggest enemies for help, but it's not such an easy feat because his enemy is a bigger asshole than him.