" I can't stay away from you" "And why is that" "Your intoxicating and I love you" "You don't know what love is"

"𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞." -𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 She's been through a lot in her life, her parents didn't want her, she went through foster care found amazing parents but a car crash took them away. Now she's in an abusive relationship and doesn't know how to get out. Her boss Grant Reign is a panty dropping handsome asshole, who has way more going on in his personal life than anyone could ever imagine. This story will surprise you in many ways, it's not a typical damsel in distress and Prince Charming type of story. This damsel gets herself out of distress and builds herself up to be an amazing women who helps others. Her name is 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀

( SUMMARY ) Jasmine's life takes an unexpected turn after a one-night stand with a mysterious stranger leaves her pregnant. As a freshman in college, she's now carrying the child of billionaire Francesco Scordìa, but there's more to her baby's father than his wealth-he's also a powerful mafia boss. A BWWM Fanfic Published: 08/14/2024 Completed: 09/26/2024

"I want to write poetry with my tongue inside of you Mi Amore". A young journalist, Celeste, goes undercover to investigate a reclusive billionaire's, Sante Morelli, rumored secret life. She infiltrates his world and uncovers not just his hidden past but also an irresistible chemistry between them.

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."

Close your eyes. Breathe in. Feel the air turn thick, heavy with cigar smoke and expensive cologne. You can almost taste the whiskey on his tongue, can't you? General Marcus "Reign" Blackwell is power wrapped in ink and royal blood. He commands armies, breaks enemies, and fucks whoever he wants-until he sees *her*. Dr. Aaliyah Monroe. Quiet. Brilliant. Curvy African-American goddess who codes weapons in the dark. Shy smiles. Soft voice. Vanilla skin that glows under fluorescent lights. One breath of her scent and the untouchable general unravels. He dreams of her every night. Strokes himself raw imagining her thighs wrapped around him. Watches her sway to R&B in her apartment through shadows he shouldn't cross. Calls her *dove*, *tiny momma*, *my wife*-long before she ever says yes. She thinks it's temporary. He knows it's forever. He kneels for her. Begs for her. Cries for her. Marks himself with her initials while she sleeps. And when she finally rides him-slow, commanding, glasses slipping down her nose-he sobs her name like prayer. This isn't love. This is obsession carved into worship. This is a man who would burn the world just to hear her giggle and boop his nose. But when the first fight comes... When she needs space and he needs her closer than air... Will his dove fly away?

When hockey team captain, Jace Carter, needs help to get back on the ice, he gets assigned to the best tutor at Trenton State. Problem was his first impression on Savannah Thomas was one to remember . . . and not in a good way. Original Version: 2017 Rewritten Version: 2022

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

★ ★ ★ "Solei" She hummed and looked up at him, their eyes locking. She felt him looking deep into her's, "Let me take you on a date, next week" "A date?" She says butterflies swarming in her stomach. Her heart beat was so fast she just knew he could feel it. "Yea." "Why so suddenly" she ask "Because i cant stand looking at you any longer without calling you mine" Solei Knoxx, a 23 year old nurse- and Don Giovanni, a 25 year old in the Mafia. Could these two star crossed lovers ever align. Could Solei allow herself to love and be loved? Could Don be in a relationship with her and hide who he really is- a killer... Come find out! ★ This story contains alot of fluff. It wont have any smut, so sorry you little horny hamsters! 😭 All jokes aside i hope that doesn't stop you from reading, enjoy!

Rose is a slim-thick beauty with a feisty attitude; she's independent and a loner to say the least. On a night out, she meets Luka Pierre, an intimidating, stern man who tests her character and limits. He wasn't her normal type, yet she found herself smitten by the man before her. Chocolate & The Sinner.