Irina came to the city with quiet hopes and a heart still untouched by the cruelty of the world. She never meant to stand out. But she did-to the wrong man. Louis Velinova doesn't live in headlines. He lives in shadows. A powerful, unseen owner of a corporate empire, untouchable by law, unknown to the public. To most, he doesn't exist. To Irina, he became god and executioner. He stole her from everything she knew. He buried the people she loved. He twisted her days into silence and her nights into survival. And he called it love. He told her she was his. He made her bleed and kneel and shatter. All with the quiet, methodical obsession of a man who had been broken long before he broke her. But Irina never became him. She never became cruel. She became patient. This isn't a love story. It's the slow, sharp tale of a girl who was hunted-and the man who thought she could never strike back. He created the ending with his own hands. She just delivered it.

It's too cliché. New city, new school and having to make all new friends. You've heard of the stories where the girl falls for her step-brother, or best friend or even high school coach. But have you heard of the story where she falls for her step-father? Remi's mother is getting married and you think the worst thing to do is having to move away from your old life your senior year of high school, but that's not the case. The worst thing you can do is fall for the guy your mom is getting married to. Remi now has to spend time with her new step-father and at first he was annoying but after one mistake does she find herself falling for him? Who's calling him daddy?

"Strip." Roman ordered, his eyes not leaving hers. "W-what?" Mia shuttered, her voice falling to a whisper. She was frozen to her feets, her hands trembling by her sides. "Strip." He repeated, his voice laced with control, something he loved to have. Mia blinked, shocked by his words. He was her step-dad but he controlled her more than anyone could. Her fingers trembled as she found the buttons of her shirt. She was losing herself to him, his presence suffocating but in a good way. While others made her feel unwanted, he made her feel. She stripped her clothing naked, her underwear being the only protector of her bear, exposed skin. Roman's eyes dilated in desire as he felt his d♪ck move. How badly he wanted to f•ck that tight little puxxy of hers. How badly he wanted to bend her over on the bed and pound into her, until her voice rings through the room more than emory could. And maybe, just maybe he would tonight. "Those too." He added, his eyes not leaving his. "But-" "Take them off Mia." He said, his voice sounding like an order. She flinched before she hurriedly unstripped her bra, letting the material fall while she bent over to take them off. After she did his orders, she stood completely n•ked Infront of him. She didn't know what to do but stood there. It felt like she was waiting for an order from him. And finally after what felt like an eternity, he spoke. "Crawl to me." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (¬◡¬)✧ 𝑇𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑠 : • Enemies to lovers • Slow burn • Dark past • Forbidden • Secret identity • Hate • Love • Dark romance • Taboo love • Step-dad and Step-daughter • Spicy • "𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ☠️" • Only one or two rape scene also!

Quinn is in a happy stable relationship. That's until she meets her boyfriend's father who's just as hot or maybe even hotter than her boyfriend. A love triangle filled with Betrayal, heartbreak, lies and secrets... 1. Forbidden Passion 2. Forbidden Desire

"Oh, no." He sighed, cupping my tear stained face in his hands. "No, no. Don't cry." I'm unable to tear my gaze away from the surging mania in his eyes. "Just panic-" He chuckled, a wicked smile treading across his lips, "-because I'm going to fucking kill you." *** Suriah Moon-an average hardworking woman lives peacefully as a barmaid in the renowned Midnight Club. For the first time ever, Suriah lives comfortably with no worries and no troubles; surrounded by friends that have grown to become family. There's nothing that could make her give up this life that took ages to build. That is until she begins to regularly meet a strange character ...every single night. An unreadable man with eyes like black fire, who always seems to be watching, disrupts her routine and stirs trouble into her head. Suriah's unfortunate to have caught the eyes of the wrong stranger, and in one single night, the peaceful life she lives is ripped from her. UNDERGOING EDITING !!! *** #1 in Romantic Suspense 9•29•22 #1 in Stockholm Syndrome 12•26•22 #1 in Violence 1•24•23 #1 in Abduction 6•27•23 #1 in Abducted 6•27•23 #1 in Obsessive 8•19•23 #1 in Onesidedlove 11•4•23 #1 in Stockholm 11•5•23 #1 in Tension 3•8•24 #1 in Stockholm 6•20•24 #1 in Stockholm 12•3•24 #1 in Stockholm 12•10•24 #1 in Romantic Suspense 12•18•24 #2 in Obsessed 4•18•23 #2 in Stockholm 6•3•23 #2 in HateLove 3•4•25 #3 in Hatelove 1•24•23 #4 in New Adult 7•12•23 #4 in Onesidedlove 6•7•24 #5 in Stalking 12•22•22 #5 in Tension 12•22•24 #6 in HateLove 7•19•23 #6 in Mystery 7•30•24 #6 in New Adult 1•20•25 #8 in Kidnapped 12•13•22 #8 in Stalker 2•18•23 #8 in Obsession 11•15•24 Art Credit : Henrik Aa Uldalen lo

• 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻, 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂• || MATURE CONTENT 18+|| In which a twenty years old broken girl sets her eyes on a married man. She always gets what she wants And right now, she wants 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Started: 25.10.2020 Finished: 15.04.2021 Amazing cover by: @nataliag2020 ♣️ Top ranking: ♣️ #1 in lust #1 in affair #1 in olderguy #1 in married man #1 in passion #1 in sin #1in age-gap #1 in mature

" Are you a virgin?" He asked standing above me very dominant. " Yeah," I answered honestly. " You want me to be the only one touching you down here for now on" His big hand slowly slides down to my heated area making quiver under his touch. "Y-yes," I answered shakily I can't believe this is happening. Valentino was breathing very hard above me like he was trying to control himself from pouncing on me. He slid one of his thumbs in my mouth which I gladly accepted looking him straight in his eyes. " Do you want it?" He asked me. I couldn't help but moan while nodding my head. He slowly took his thumb out of my mouth still looking me in the eyes with his dark lust clouded stare. " Do you want it in your mouth?" I turned my head the other way flustered with his question. He grabbed my chin roughly making me look at him once again. " Yes, I want it in my mouth." I closed my eyes for a second hearing the sound of Valentino's belt unbuckling. By surprise, he pulled my head back to make me groan out. " Open your mouth."

He was hired to protect her. Not to crave her. Anaya Christophe is young, spoiled, and off-limits. Nineteen, wild at heart, and daughter of the most powerful Black politician in the country-one breath away from the White House. She's got attitude, a filthy mouth, and a habit of doing whatever the hell she wants. Until someone threatens her life. Enter Aurelio Bianchi - cold, ruthless, thirty, and ex-military. He's the man hired to keep her safe. The man her father trusts with her life. But Anaya doesn't want a babysitter. She wants him. All of him. And Aurelio? He swore he'd never touch her. Never cross the line. Never corrupt what's innocent. But she's a bad habit in tight dresses and lip gloss. And he's got secrets that could ruin them both. Because once he has her... He's not letting go. Not for her daddy. Not for the law. Not for anyone. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE THEMES. ----- IF THIS IS NOT FOR YOU FEEL FREE TO LEAVE. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED🔞. ----- The ONLY version of this book is available ONLY on WATTPAD! IF seen anywhere else, PLEASE report it. -----

A Pink Thread is a gothic psychological thriller about Simone Clair Courteney, an elegant and poised art restorer who becomes the target of Marcus Royce Carter, a powerful, arrogant CEO with an obsession that turns sinister.

The veins in his hands contracted as his fingers squeezed my throat, applying enough pressure, resulting in my pussy squeezing tighter than his hand and my head lolling back. "Look at me, Valentina," his gruff voice commanded. He stopped for a second, causing me to raise my head and look at him. "Why'd you stop?" I whined. He was dripping sex as he looked at me, his thumb running softly over my lips, before pushing forward into my mouth. My lips latched around it instinctively, the rough pad of my tongue swirling around it. "You look so good when I'm fucking you, especially with my finger in your mouth," he muttered, drawing even closer. "Makes me wonder how you'll look with something else in that pretty little mouth of yours, hmm?" he said, voice dropping to a deeper octave, deeper than how deep he was in me right now, matching the drop my stomach made with it. ~ Twenty-three year old Valentina Walker teaches at Horvath University as an English professor. She's sexy, independent and isn't afraid to talk back. Twenty-one year old Giovanni Samuels is a student that majors in English. Undeniably handsome, oozes sex appeal and caught the eye of Valentina. What happens when they can't help but be attracted to each other, despite all the consequences and everything that pushes them apart? Highest Ranking #1 in forbidden #1 in blackgirlmagic #2 in 2021 #2 in newwritter #2 in whiteman #3 in whiteboyblackgirl #6 in italian #14 in romance #24 in 2020 •The pictures in this book do not belong to me. •Cover was amazingly done by @MiaBSmith