After losing her parents at the age of twelve, Thandi spent years running-from orphan homes, street predators, and the crushing weight of poverty. Through it all, her big sister was her shield. Her hope. Her last thread of innocence in a world determined to strip it away. But when violence rips her sister from her life, Thandi's fragile world crumbles. Alone and helpless, she is sold into the hands of the De Luca family-the most feared mafia dynasty in the world. In the dark halls of power, cruelty, and desire, Thandi's stolen innocence echoes in every shadow. And survival may cost her the last pieces of the girl she used to be.

"It seems like just yesterday, when we first met and you were so annoying, and I wanted you gone. But now..." "I miss you, Penny April." He smiled, "And... I love you." "Forever." ---- Penelope, just a girl living in her own world. Isak's the quiet guy. From their first encounter, she's determined to shake up his world, much to his annoyance. But as time pulls them together, his resistance melts into a quiet longing. He went from not wanting her around, to her absence feeling louder than any sound. She became the breath he didn't know he needed. Until the unexpected happens. A moment that shifts everything, leaving the world of one lover turned upside down. Secrets from the past. It's a story of love, friends, family, loss, secrets, and grief. This is my first book on here. So, hopefully, it's not bad, but I promise, it is fun to read :)

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

He didn't ask to claim her. She didn't ask to be owned. But fate doesn't care, and neither does lust. Adora was never meant to be part of the supernatural world. But the night her skin is branded with a glowing crescent moon, everything changes. She's thrust into a world of power, primal urges, and one ruthless Alpha who swears she's his... in every filthy, possessive way that matters. Kael Draven is not gentle. Not kind. He's dominant. Dangerous. And completely obsessed with the curvy, sharp mouthed human who dares to defy him at every turn. She says she hates him. But her body? Her scent? Her moans when he touches her? They tell a very different story. ⚠️ 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. ------

Violet Graham is barely known at her school, but she likes it that way. She enjoys not being perceived on a mass scale and every action analyzed by her peers. This allows changes, however, when she meets the schools "Golden boy" Greyson Thompson, who is apparently on a streak of actively ruining his reputation. What will happen when a dismissive Violet and a persistent Greyson cross paths? ___________________________________________ This book is nowhere near perfect and there will be some chapter revisions. But enjoy nevertheless :))

"Meeting you was fate.. Becoming your friend was a choice.. But falling in love with you I had no control over." -Teresa Conroy "When wounds are healed by love, the scars are beautiful." -David Bowles Enjoy the intense tragic love story between a Russian Don and his Flower. Imani and Valis Kholodov. This story contains severe explicit content. #1 in #Russian on 8/28/23 #1 in #Pleasure on 8/28/23 #1 in #List on 9/21/23 #1 in #Man on 4/23/24 #1 in #mafialife © All Rights Reserved

Fan fiction. Deckard Shaw

Here I was, 4 A.M in my shower, thinking about how good my cock would feel buried inside her pussy. How desperate I am to destroy her insides and breed her until sh- no-I couldn't handle it anymore. I imagined her legs wrapped around my waist as I fucked her senselessly. Our eyes would lock while I whispered sweet nothings. Then I'd flip her over, arching her back and digging her head into the mattress, suffocating her just a little, and then ramming into her without warning. I sound like a sadist but I can't help it. The things she makes my body do, I've never felt this with another woman. June is obsessed with Amirlya. Severely obsessed. So obsessed that he has control on her every move, eyes on her every step, and lurks in the shadows when she doesn't notice. Amirlya on the other hand just wants to be left alone. With years of tormenting, she is tired of constantly falling victim to June's strange possessiveness and frightening authority over her. However, that all changes when he strangely decides to reform himself, into a better man, for her sake. Will his attempt at improvement woo her over? Or make things worse? WILL EDIT AFTER IM DONE WITH THE BOOK Started: 10/26/2024 Finished: 12/1/2024 #69 bwwm 11/16/24 #59 bwwm 11/19/24 #39 bwwm 11/19/24 #31 bwwm 11/23/24 #23 bwwm 11/24/24 #2 aggressive 12/1/24 #21 bwwm 1/2/25 #19 bwwm 1/3/25 #16 bwwm 1/5/25