"𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧' 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐬." - 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 👅 𝙶𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜𝙽𝚊𝚒𝚒 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 © 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶

Hearing his steps come closer his finger touches the tip of his knife "you'll find that your head will be on the tip of this knife" he smirks, his baritone voice fills the void between us as he cocks his head to the side awaiting my next move. "Good thing I'm not here to play baby" I say smirking, swirling my own knife as I fixate it to be levelled with his throat. • • • It only took one night for Victoria's life to crumble and arise what is known as the underworlds most wanted woman. In the mist of her assassinations she finds her way towards a sister she never knew she had. Unknowingly to her, William's fascination for Victoria creates a rivalry between her and her sister where a blood bath will commence. The Masquerade Ball, as of legal age, everyone in the town of Camden attends this exquisite ball to find a potential 'soul mate'. Come on it's the 21st century and Victoria Princeton instead finds the truth behind her 'innocent' family when getting kidnapped by the "ruthless" William Black. Upon his suspicion of her death, six years later she rises to take vengeance for the murder of her family and on her way unknowingly finds her way back to William. #2 Femmefatale *** All Rights Reserved. No part of this story text may be used for any purpose other than personal use. Therefore, reproduction, modification, storage in a retrieval system or retransmission, in any form of or by any means, electronic, mechanical or otherwise, for reasons other than personal use is strictly prohibited without prior written permission. No sharing or mirroring onto any application or online platform without permission. ------------- Sinful Acts written by Esra Bedir

"We met in Miami, she was working at the mall at the time and I bumped into her at the gas station on the way home and just couldn't take my mind off of her. I never felt for no other female the way I feel about her, all these women come and go but not Diamonté what we had was solid and I wouldn't be the man I am now if it wasn't for her."

"I know what you're doing," I said, pointing my spoon at him and he cocked a curious eyebrow, "Is that so?" I nodded as I spooned more pudding into my mouth and straightened my back, "You're trying to intimidate me, make me spill my secrets. I have none so your psychology-ridden methods won't work on me." "I don't buy it," he grinned mischievously and I shrugged, "There's not a price." He walked towards me and placed his hands on either side of me on the counter, leaning in so almost our noses were touching. I cleared my throat and shook my head, "Elliott, you have to stop." A smile graced his plump lips as humor danced in his eyes, "And why's that?" I wriggled out of his stance and hopped off of the counter, eating another spoonful of the delicious goodness, "I want to see where things go with Dean. He's your brother so why are you doing this?" "Doing what?" He asked, knowingly. He asks so many questions. "That thing you do. That smile. Your touches. The way you look at me, Elliott, please." --------------- Cameron Moore, a troubled girl from a small town in England, flees her dark past and wounds up living in her sister's house in America to attend university. She turns friends into family, involuntary love interests, and eventually finds herself in a love triangle with two brothers despite telling herself she has no time for romance. Will she stick to her promises or will she give into her love affairs even after everything that happened to her back in England? #1 in Recovery on 5/15/20 #6 in CollegeStory on 9/20/21

"You know I can't let you go, right?" The man asked, voice gentler than I was expecting it to be. I looked up and he was staring right at me, eyes uncharacteristically kind. I nod slowly, whispering, "Go ahead." ~~~ Ava Williams is just trying to live a normal life, leaving her past behind her. She moves to a new city, starts a new job and everything is boring and mundane which is what she's been craving. Then one night it all changes when she meets Jaime Santoro, a dangerous man involved in a dangerous business. Her life is flipped upside down as she is swept up into his world.

"With a swift motion he entered me and I cried out, and for the first time using "foul language" as I can recall Mama saying. I felt him in me, and slowly move to push himself deeper in. It still hurt like hell, but after he began to move a bit more I grew accustomed to him. My once cries of pain became cries of pleasure as he thrusted into me. At some point in time, that I can't recall, my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck. I met his thrusts automatically. I felt myself tighten around him. And then I felt great pleasure flood out of me as I climax." •*•*•*•*•*• Shanti was born to be married, or more like sold to the highest bidder. All her life she has known this. At her first auction she was bought by the gorgeous and rich Andrew Knight. Andrew has made it clear to her that she is to refer to him as "Master". As her time with Andrew increases, Shanti begins to feel something she grew up with out. Love.

"Be a good girl for daddy" "Yes daddy" Just to warn you this will be very sexually so don't report please

"Her." "Her?" "That's what I said, isn't it?" "Yeah, I'm just making sure that's what ya meant." "When have I ever vocalize things I didn't mean or want? Now, when I say I want her, I mean I want her!" Being the seed of Queens, New York; Godiva Lyon gives to please everyone. Her overprotective parents, her picky bitch acting friends, her snooty boss and teachers and even the neighbors of her neighbors', neighbors. None of them are satisfied with what she has to give. But the one person that is easily pleased by her name, is the one person that she needs to be on her knees begging to. Italy's precious, bloody jewel, Apollo Marino keeps his father's throne warm and his pistol wiped clean. I mean, you would think he would carry out the legacy traditionally, just like any old Boss would do. But no, not the Domain. They are raw. Quiet, but raw. "You're so quiet." "I'm aware." "Too quiet, it almost drowns out my loudness." Apollo strides over to where the mini bar is, next to the nightstand on the wall. Godiva remained in the spot he had left her in. The less movement to less erosion. The less friction. The less time. "Don't get me wrong, I don't mistake your quietness for weakness." Apollo let's out a barely automobile chuckle while pouring his brown liquid venom in that wicked glass of his, the smell feeling up Godiva's nose. "I know you're not that much of a fool, although I do manage to realize that you do mistake my quietness for silence...." Apollo says as he strides back over to the mentally paralyzed girl and leans to her ear, barely touching face "And mio amour, I'm anything but that."

"You think I'm gonna let you off that easy,Ay?" "Then why don't you just kill me?" "I mean I can if I really want to but I think I wanna do something a little bit more than just that." What happens When Amelia Arrives at the wrong place at the wrong time and witnesses a murder? Only The Killer Will Decide. *************************************************** ? STOP‼️✋ Before going any further reading this book, I would like to say.......PLEASE DO NOT COPYRIGHT MY BOOK! Thank You- @itsdisorder?

"What the_" He pinned me against the wall,covering my mouth with his gloved hand. "Say anything and you're dead I'm serious." his accent was slightly Italian mixed with a little Russian. I managed to create a small nod. "So I was sent here because I heard you hurt my bros girl? Is that true?" Wait Rene?! I'm gonna kill her!!!!! "No it's not." He reached into his pocket pulling out a knife putting it close to my neck. "Ok! ok! I did! Just don't hurt me please!" "Yeah I'm gonna hurt you..." He pushed the knife closer to my throat. "What do you want from me?!!!" "I want you to die!" He slammed me on the ground causing my head to slam on the hardwood floor. I struggled to maintain a clear vision as he punched me violently across the face.