Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Published Dec 10th 2025 Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

BOOK 4 "Fuck, Carmen," I growl, gripping her locs tight, forcing her down until her nose presses into my abdomen. "Choke on that d-k, filthy a** slut. You love being my little cock-hungry bitch, don't you?"

𝑠𝑢𝑔•𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑑•𝑑𝑦 （𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛）𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑, 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝙾𝚁 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚜 ...

Aurelia Floris only wanted a steady office job-something simple, something normal. But when a mysterious assistant position leads her straight into the world of Kazuya Shota, a wealthy, emotionally distant single father with mafia-level intensity, her life takes an unexpected turn. When his nanny abruptly quits, Aurelia is offered a temporary position caring for his quiet two-year-old daughter, Yuki. What starts as an awkward arrangement soon becomes something more: quiet moments in the kitchen, unspoken glances across the room, and a slow-burning connection neither of them expected. Kazuya is a man used to control, silence, and solitude. Aurelia is all warmth, laughter, and light. As their lives intertwine under one New York City roof, they must navigate cultural differences, emotional wounds, and the pull of a love that's growing louder by the day. But in a world where walls are easier to build than break, can two people from such different worlds truly find a home in each other-and in Yuki's little heart? A slow-burn, heartwarming BWAM romance about love, trust, and finding family in the most unexpected places.

She never meant to fall for him. He never thought one night could change everything. Now, their worlds are tied by a secret neither of them saw coming.

Anthony Deangelo is a computer programmer, game programmer, game developer, game designer, Manga writer, Artist, and Anime Creator. He's a Nerd, hopeless romantic also. He lives alone and goes into his own little world while working on his ideas. His family does things for the holidays in the family cabin up North. There's a problem, Anthony's Mom has told everyone in the family that Anthony is bringing his girlfriend over, and she is spending the Holidays with them. Anthony doesn't have a girlfriend; Anthony made her up. Now he's stuck and doesn't know what to do until he sees the woman he's had a crush on since laying eyes on her outside angry. So what does he do? Kidnaps her, of course, just for the Holidays. Aimee Robinson is a successful lawyer; she's on the billboards, she's won cases, and is doing pretty great for herself. The problem is, she happens to get the nickname called the "Ice Princess" she can be rude, blunt, seems to be cold-hearted, and doesn't seem to care about it. She cares about her firm and won't let anyone bring her down, not even the douchebag she was dating, who she found out was cheating on her. There's a mole in Aimee's firm, and she won't back down until matters are solved, but there's a problem. She's been kidnapped, by the weird guy who keeps staring at her from the cafe, and he says he's bringing her home to meet his family. Now Aimee is stuck in a car, handcuffed onto the car rest handle. She's dropped her phone outside the cafe and can't call for help; now she's on a road trip with a stranger who's bringing her to his home and claiming that she has to pretend to be his girlfriend. It's official; the world has gone mad. *completed December 31st, 2019*

Allen Cole McGregor was bred to hate. A fourth-generation neo-Nazi with blood on his knuckles and a five-year prison scar on his soul, Cole trusts only his name and the men who share his views-until the night they turn on him. Left to die on a snow-covered road out in the middle of nowhere, breath thinning, he welcomes the cold when it comes... and then opens his eyes to an angel. But.. She isn't what he was taught angels look like. Angel LeeAnna Brooks didn't plan to find a stranger bleeding in her path. She didn't plan to move faster than the fear growing inside of her, while hoping and praying that the man before her had no affiliations with the devil himself. After the swastika tattoos screamed their presence beneath his blood-stained clothes, Angel feared the man might be a demon, and she had no idea how to handle that revelation. Their collision is gasoline and a match: a Black woman hiding from pain and loss, a white man raised in a creed of rot, both trapped on a secluded homestead where winter is closing in and secrets stalk the walls. As enemies circle and old lies unravel, Cole is forced to confront the poison in his bones-and the one person willing to see the boy he buried alive. This is not a safe love story. It's a reckoning. Redemption has a cost, and crossing the line means someone-maybe both of them-won't come back the same. Trigger + Themes: racial tension, betrayal, survival, slow-burn redemption, enemies-to-lovers. ***MATURE 18+*** *AMAZON PUBLISHED BOOKS ARE EDITED TO REFLECT CHANGES NOT AVAILABLE ON WATTPAD* This is a Curvy Community Romance: #DISCLOSURE #CelebrateBlackStories #EyesLipsFierce #wattpadbookshelves ⛔️TRIGGER WARNING: This story is MATURE. It contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts/racism/violence. There are explicit depictions of sexual acts written within the context of this story. If this is offensive or triggering for you, please do not read this story. Thanks.⛔️

❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure. I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want. "I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts." He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans. I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself. "Your breasts." he admits. "You love...?" I ask. "You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear. → Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth. #1 Manxwoman #2 Forbiddenromance #2 Blackwoman #2 Slowbuild