Anya Morelli doesn't just walk into a room-she unravels it. A prodigy with a paintbrush. A daughter forged in blood. An heir to the Russian mafia by birth and the Italian syndicate by bloodline, Anya was never supposed to be soft. But she doesn't kill like her family. She captures. With art that stops hearts and eyes that never flinch. No one gets close. Not anymore. Not since them. Santiago and Matias-best friends, lovers, and heirs to the Spanish throne of crime. Together, they gave Anya a taste of forever. Then they shattered it. What's left of her still bleeds into every canvas she paints, strokes of beauty born from ruin. But destruction has a scent. And it's returning. Vincent Delacour-the newly crowned French mafia king-rules with silence and steel. Beside him, Jules: sharp-tongued, smooth-smiled, and deadly in ways that don't leave marks. They see what others don't. They want what others wouldn't dare. Anya. Not her family name. Not her legacy. Her. And in the dangerous quiet between memory and temptation, something begins to smolder. Something volatile. Something inevitable. - "You think you've hidden the worst parts of yourself," Vincent said, voice like ice sliding over flame. "But we see you, Anya." My laugh was soft, almost cruel. "No. You see what you want to break." Jules leaned against the studio doorframe, eyes dark. "Wrong. We see what we want to keep. And we don't share."

IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 18YRS OLD - THIS STORY IS NOT FOR YOU! At thirteen Ryan Blake moves to California from London, England. Her dad gets a new promotion so that means her whole life has to move across to the other side of the world to his new job; a new job for him - a new school, new friends & new enemies for her. Her family love the idea of a new life in a different country but not Ryan. She's shy, withdrawn & hates meeting new people. When she's introduced to the new family next door, Mrs Greyson introduces her eldest son, Noah but then mentions her two other children & she calls the "her terrors". The thought of living next door to two siblings, who even their mother calls terrors freights her & makes her feel uneasy. But Ryan never expected the Greyson brothers to be the the older brother companionship she didn't know she needed. They are more than close, despite the five & six year age gap between them. They care for her like family & are always there for her no matter what, they just want what's best for her. When she returns from college a few years later, after not being home for two years the boys are no longer boys, they are now both men & now Ryan is too no longer a girl - blossomed into a beautiful young women, the brothers see how far she has come from being the shy teenager next door, to a beautiful, young, confident women. A women they have both loved for years. A women they both want. A women that they claim as 'Ours'. "Patience princess, we both want a taste, the more we tease you, the wetter you are... the better you'll taste," Nico says, his wet hot tongue tracing a line up my throat. I look at him with confusion & watch as his hand trails down the rest of me, tugging at the band of my panties. "W-we?" I whisper. "You didn't think I'd let him have all the fun alone, did you beautiful?" Nates voice says. I look to the left of me & there he is - Nate, laying down with his elbow propped up supporting him while he watches Rank- *1 #share

"Did your book get dragon pox or somethin'?" "It's words, for people like me," "Hufflepuffs?" ·········⋆༺𓆩❀𓆪༻⋆········· Since going blind at 6 years old, Fiona Diggory has lived in the shadow of her twin brother, Cedric. Now entering her 6th year at Hogwarts Fiona finds herself thrown into a new friendship with Fred and George Weasley while trying to determine the meaning behind the strange dreams haunting her sleep.

"Just let me take care of you," Alexander says as his hand moves across my thigh, his legs holding me in place on the couch. "I can't, it's too much-" I go to move his hand, but another set of hands stop mine. The rings and veins make it obvious who it is. "Enzo, please," I whine quietly. "Be a good girl and sit still. You need a release, baby. Do you want us to make you cum, or Vince?" It was then that I look over to the armchair in the corner, a silent set of eyes sweeping along my body before raising to my eyes. Vince. _________________________________ Ellie Taylor was strong. A 20-year-old college student with two full time jobs and being forced to take care of her younger brother, Eddie, it was fair to say that she was exhausted. She needed someone to take care of her, but would she let anyone in long enough to take control? The A.V.E Brothers. Not actually brothers, but business partners and friends. Alexander Marcello, the professor. Enzo Romano, the CEO. Vince Grey, the Bodyguard. They were bored of their easy and lonely lifestyle, and needed to have a challenge; something new. They craved control. Would they be able to keep someone around long enough to relinquish their control?

When hatred meets desire, anarchy predominates. And when desire becomes reality, there is a greed that possesses. For one shade of red is not enough for Liliya Jade. A Draco x Theo x Blaise story. ON HIATUS A reverse harem brought to you by Cassielinn & Kirstenenn #1 on harrypotternextgeneration #1 on dracoxoc #2 on hp We do not own any characters other than our own. Credits due to J.K Rowling. The plot, however, is ours. ©

******* "Is this what you want Angel?" Axel panted, trailing his lips up my neck to my face. I shivered when I felt his lips start sucking at a spot on my neck. "Come on, tell me this is what you want Mia because I don't think I can keep myself away from you anymore." His voice was deep and laced with desire, his eyes searched mine for permission. I found myself nodding my head, letting him know this was what I wanted, his lips on mine. I nearly passed out when I felt his teeth pull at my bottom lip, gently biting down on it "Use your words Mia." Axel whispered. "I need to hear you say it." He groaned. "I want you to kiss me." ******* Mia Morrison was a girl that was believed to be made out of steel or at least that's what everyone thought. After her mothers death, seventeen year old Mia had been jumping from one foster home to another since she was seven. That was until Child Protection Services remove Mia from a drunk abusive couple, and shipped her halfway across the county, her life just might take a turn for the better. But sharing the same roof with nine other people can be stressful. It's even more stressful when five of them are boys. And it's pretty much unbearable when two of them develop feelings for you. But can Mia overcome her troubled past and allow herself to fall in love? ******* ⇥TcF1vP9V⇤

¿En serio Lena? ¿Un trato con el diablo? Como si el mismísimo diablo existiera, como si dejara de ser un mito para poder hacer ese trato. Fue lo último que me dijo Aitana para así después de que se fuera de casa desapareciera al día siguiente, sin dejar rastro alguno ni siquiera una estúpida pista para descifrar a donde se había ido. No sé cuánto tiempo he estado sintiendo que me observan desde las afueras de mi casa. Mis manos solo sudan y sudan cuando tengo esa sensación. Miro todas las noches cada rincón de mi casa antes de irme a dormir, siempre que reviso nunca encuentro nada, pero siempre que estoy a punto de dormir siento esa mirada. Aitana no contesta las llamadas ni mensajes desde el día que se fue y para ser sincera no entiendo el porqué se fue, sin decir nada. Una cosa que siempre le dije fue que nunca hay que dudar de la existencia de un ser.

Comienzo a caminar hacia él, cuando observo que se voltea y me mira. No podía creer lo que estaba viendo. -Oliver- dicho esto, corrí a abrazarlo, a la porra el protocolo. -Emma, años sin verte que hay de tu vida- dice respondiendo mi abrazo. -Ahora mucho mejor al verte aquí, sabes cuanto me aterraba conocer con quien me iba a casar- termina el abrazo y me obliga a mirarlo a los ojos. -Emma yo no soy tu prometido.- Mi esperanza se derrumba. -A no- Dije con mis ojos queriendo salir de mis órbitas. -No, yo lo soy - mi corazón se acelera, esto tiene que ser una broma. *Todos los derechos reservados*

Segundo novela de la Trilogía Almas de Lobos Ella, la hija de Nebraska y Hades ha nacido con la sangre de los cinco grandes alfas. Siendo la loba más fuerte de su tipo no puede controlar su poder haciéndose daño. Layan sabe que ella lo reclama como suyo pero no puede aceptarla. Solo por el hecho que no quiere que ella sea el remplazo de su madre. Pero ella hará todo para que él cambie de opinión, aun cuando su tiempo de vida es limitado y alguien amenaza otra vez a su familia