- ᴀ ʙᴡᴡᴍ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ "ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴇᴀᴛ?" "ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅɪᴄᴋ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱᴛɪᴄᴋʏ ᴠᴀɴɪʟʟᴀ ꜱᴀᴜᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇꜱᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ." ‼️18+ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ🔞 ʜɪɢʜᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢꜱ : #1 ɢᴏᴏᴅʏᴛᴡᴏꜱʜᴏᴇꜱ #1 ʀᴜɪɴᴇᴅ #1 ᴛᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅ #2 ᴡɪʟᴅ ᴄᴀʀᴅ #2 ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛ #2 ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ

•SEQUEL TO COMPLETE ME• [COMPLETED] Lily Morello and Aleksio Bogdani have been friends since they were little kids. Now they are older but are yet to acknowledge their strong feelings for each other. To make things worse, Lily's overprotective dad, Kaden, will do anything to make sure Aleksio stays far away from his little girl. Especially when Aleksio is following in his father's footsteps by being a part of the Albanian Mafia.

"W-why do you want me?! Just leave me alone!" "I cannot. You have something I need. Something I crave that no other woman can fulfill." his eyes grow dark. "Its stronger than any drug. I want you all the fucking time. Every fucking second of the day. It's fucking torture." There's genuine anguish within his eyes. "Do you want to hurt me, " my voice is low, scared. "Yes." At my horrified expression he amends. "But I want to give you pleasure." I swallow gaining some bravery. "How?" His smile was a mixture of lust and something dark that danced outside of my comprehension as he began removing my panties...

"I thought we agreed on a mutual day of rest?" His large body was within inches of hers, their chests brushing with each breath. "Who ordered the hit?" He growled out and Omisha rolled her eyes. It was an unspoken rule to carry that kind of information to your grave- a rule she was certain Thorn knew. "And here I was thinking you were sort of smart." She remarked as she pressed the auto start button on her key fob. Thorn's hand roughly grabbed her arm and pushed her against her car, her fresh sutures protesting. "Look, if we're not fucking you have to stop man handling me." She groaned as his grip tightened effectively pushing her wound tighter against the car. "Would you be serious for two seconds?" He growled as he angrily searched her eyes for an ounce of information. ------ When an assassin's next hit is a widely feared hitman you'd expect plenty of bloodshed not a toxic romance. *Warning very graphic scenes of violence, death and sex* Full description inside!

{𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐲 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫.} on hold "𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚." 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 "𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐞𝐲𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐦𝐩 𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 "𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. | # 7 in period July 29| | #5 in crimeboss July 29 | |#1 in

18 year old Killian Moretti is a ruthless mafia leader and he gets what he wants and he wants her. The urge he has to tame her and make her his is unbearable. He didnt think he would find the love of his life at a business meeting, but he did. The way her body teased him, he loved everything about it. 18 year old Kiana didn't know she'd find the person crazy and strong enough to tame her who also sets her body on fire. She's crazy as well and though her mind is broken she hides it well and deep down she just needs someone to put her in her place. Little did they both know he would claim her as his own, that her body belongs to him and soon he'll write his name all over it.

The next I see is her friend standing and her also as she wipes her tears. She sniffs, and her eyes make contact with mine. Widening as mine do and she almost stops walking. I can hear her clear her throat as she hesitantly looks away, but not before turning back to look at me as she goes through those glass doors. × × × Kehlani is a magnet to heartache. Having only three boyfriends in her life, 2 out of the three cheated on her, and the other left her stating his no longer tasteful feelings. Draco is enticed by the beauty, the day he sees her sitting in the booth, but Kehlani's afraid, but wouldn't you be after all the constant, Heart burns?

A girl that should have anyone she want has the worst love life ever. Will a gun a bullet and wings change that? "You don't want a sweet hand holding boyfriend! You want a alpha male someone who will push you over the edge fu¢k you till your bed breaks your legs shake and your body quakes...and after that someone who leads and you follow like the helpless kitten you are." His words were right. He had me pinned to a wall and forced me to hear what I needed. His control over me over my body it made me sick but I loved it. Cupid is a harsh killer, a womanizer, a control freak... A God (My first watty entry comment and vote thanks for reading!) If you have spotify I have a playlist for this book. Just look up Thug Cupid

HE IS COCKY TATTED AND HAS A GIRLFRIEND SHE IS STRONG BROKEN WITH PAIN ALL ROUND HER. A WEEK TOGETHER.... WHAT WILL IT LEAD TO...... WILL HE OPEN HIS EYES FINALLY WILL SHE SHOW ALL THEY NEVER BROKE HER... BUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO THESE TWO MEET IN THE RAIN

the ideal we should strive for is peace. strolling in a field of zinnias, taking in their smell, taking in their touch. wouldn't that be lovely? unfortunately, such a field does not exist in the physical. at least not in the current form of the physical. - Zinnia is a woman who only dreams of her ambitions taking her as high as the ceiling of life will let her go. Albeit being only 24 years young, she has grown up in the farmlands of Texas amidst her mother and two older brothers, Travis and Walt, but yearns for a taste of the big city. A city away from the pain of her exes, a city where she could lick her wounds and find her purpose anew. Also, to escape being badgered with a loveless marriage to a man with eyes as wandering as a bee fluttering in the wind. Her eye for detail and her split-thinking gave her the perfect opportunity to make her daring escape to the lovely city in the sun, Miami, Florida. Her new role is small, a Senior Technical Writer at the Miami branch of Wolfe Enterprises, but puts her eyes privy to the information that dwells both in and outside the walls of the glittering building in the Miami skyline. A crooked detail noticed in a document one fated day puts her in the eye of the biggest wig himself, Apollo. Named after the sun-god himself, eyes bluer than the depths of the most beautiful sea, but in their hollowness lies pain. The funny thing about life is, no matter how much one tries to run from their destiny or to avoid the simmering truths, it is that mere avoidance that rears back to hit tenfold. Problems do not go away, they adapt. And nothing stands in the way of life's will. Along with life's love. What seemed to be an innocent mistake, was a mere shift in the cards of life to bring them one step closer to their very own field of zinnias. And what seems to be an impossible pairing is more than a coincidence. May the resilience of the Zinnia be an omen to how their pairing will fare in life's plans for them.