BOOK 1 MATURE CONTENT 18+ Read at your own risk I slowly lifted the thin long sleeve over her head and she sat up a little in the process to help me. As if I wasn't hard enough her pierced hard brown nipples stood straight out begging to be touched. I brought my left hand up to rub and pull on one of her nipples making her release a low moan. I attached my lips to the other sucking on it and flicking my tongue at it getting a good shake out of her. My hand that wasn't busy made its way into the band of her shorts to find she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. "Traviesa." I say meeting her lips with mines again as I swiped two fingers along her soaking wet slit. "Fuck neonata, you're so wet." I say against her lips and she bit back a moan at my words that clearly affected her. I then dipped a finger into her tight hole and she attempted to clamp her legs shut only for me to push them back up so they were bent at her sides. I sent a harsh slap to her inner thigh close to her clothed pussy startling her but she moaned at the feeling. - A story in which a young naive girl gets affiliated with Mateo Ayala-Ricci with many skeletons in the closet RANKINGS ⭐️: #1 in Cartel #2 in Rich #3 in illegal #5 in Agegap #8 in submissive #7 in blackgirl #2 in mobster #9 in drug #13 in Don #25 in BWWM ©Copyright 2021. All rights reserved. This fanfic may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission contact @OtakuFaerie- on wattpad.com. Thank you.

Pro hockey star, Christian Brooks, has everything he ever needed as a starting forward Right Winger, and a three year old daughter. Or, so he thought. When Brinley Cameron's newest patient happens to be, a star hockey player, for her favorite team's biggest rival's, daughter. She never thought she'd find herself quickly getting over her ex fiancé, and falling into the world that is: Christian Brooks. * Christian I never thought I'd need someone more than Charlie, that is, until I met her. Meet: Brinley Cameron, one of my daughter's surgeon, southern sass at its finest, slight pain in my ass, and the girl I can't get off my mind, no matter how hard I try. Brinley I always assumed Christian Brooks was a jerk. He was an antagonizer on the ice, that meant he was one off the ice too, right? Wrong. He was the total opposite. In fact, I couldn't help myself from melting into a puddle every time I saw him interact with his daughter. And I definitely could help the fact that I found myself wanting to be around him, 24/7. (#1 - singleparent) ~ 1/12/23 (#2 - surgeon) ~ 1/10/23 (#11 - hockey) ~ 1/10/23 (#1 - sports) ~ 3/14/23 (#3 - cancerpatient) ~ 1/10/23 (#6 - singledad) ~ 1/10/23 (#8 - nhlhockey) ~ 1/10/23 (#670 - sportsromance) ~ 1/10/23 (#458 - maturescenes) ~ 1/10/23

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

An age-gap forbidden romance between a lawyer and her father's best friend-the one man she was never meant to love. ❄️ Snow Noelle Season was born to win-Harvard Law star, rising associate at New York's most ruthless firm, and the daughter of a legal legend. But when she walks into her first lecture, she's blindsided by the man at the podium: Henry McClean. Her father's best friend. Her lifelong mentor. Now, her professor. He's twenty years older, brilliant, untouchable-and the one man she's sworn never to want. But late nights at the firm turn boundaries into temptation. Every sharp word, every stolen glance, every impossible command blurs the line between duty and desire. Snow has a fiancé. Henry has a wife. Both have everything to lose. In the city where ambition is currency and love is liability, how far will they go before the first rule they break is each other? ⚠️ Content Warning & Disclaimer ⚠️ This story explores a forbidden romance between a married man and his best friend's daughter. It includes themes of adultery, secrecy, betrayal, and complicated power dynamics. Please note: • This is a work of fiction written for dramatic and emotional exploration. • I do not condone or romanticize infidelity or affairs in real life. • The choices these characters make are flawed, messy, and human-but not meant as an example to follow. This book is intended for mature readers (18+). Reader discretion is advised.

[Arranged Marriage, Age Gap, Slow-Burn Sweet Romance] A refined beauty from a scholarly family x a noble, fatherly man A ten-billionaire manga artist x a London aristocrat and chairman of the business council Celeste Arden had known since childhood that she was engaged to someone from London's Quinn family, but she had never met her fiancé. Later, by a twist of fate, she ended up living in the Quinn family home and met her friend's brother. Gabriel carried himself with grace and dignity, and his handsome features were striking. As a marriage prospect, he far exceeded the baseline of acceptability. On Halloween, the Quinn family came to propose marriage. However, it was not Gabriel who arrived-it was his austere and reserved uncle. "Uncle, why isn't Gabriel here?" "Why would he be here?" "Well, you're all here to propose on his behalf. Why hasn't he shown up in person?" The man's dark eyes fixed on her, staring for a moment before he parted his lips and spoke each word clearly: "I'm the one proposing." Theo Quinn's words, carried by the evening breeze, slipped into her ears. She stood frozen for a full five seconds. "But my engagement with the Quinn family was to..." "It's always been with me."

When Calliope Sweeney's boyfriend cheats on her the very same day she graduates from culinary school she decides to for once think of herself. To finally take an impulsive step and leave her hometown she'd been attached to since she was 11 years old. To start her life somewhere else, to live away from all the men who'd cheated on her in the past, to find herself and live out her dream life. She vows to focus on her own self growth and her new bakery the second she steps foot in Miami to live with her wealthy older brother. Although she doesn't expect a brooding jerk, Emrhys Blackburn, to enter her life when she gets there. He was her antithesis, a curt and aloof yet undeniably attractive man who somehow makes the fake smile she always plasters on real. She doesn't expect Rhys to make her feel a way she'd never felt with any other man before, to make her want something she should not want. But there were two problems. Number one is Calliope doesn't want to open her heart up that way again, even if it does mean she might have a chance at true love. Number two is Emrhys Blackburn is her brother's best friend. *** #1 in forcedproximity #1 in opposite #1 in bakery #1 in secretdating #1 in bestfriendssister #1 in brooding #1 in grumpyxsunshine #1 in groveling #1 in jealous #1 in cute

After spending most of her life surrounded by the noise and chaos of the big city, Winnie Grant found herself yearning for something quieter-something real. When the restlessness became too loud to ignore, she did the unthinkable: she quit her job, packed away the pieces of her old life, and accepted a new position in Red Lodge, Montana-a small town where everyone knew everyone, and secrets traveled faster than the wind. As the city skyline disappeared in her rearview mirror, Winnie could only hope she was making the right choice. Her new home was everything she hadn't realized she needed-quiet, quaint, and surrounded by the kind of stillness that made her both uneasy and comforted. After a few days of settling in, curiosity (and perhaps a touch of loneliness) led her to the local bar-a warm, wood-paneled place that smelled faintly of pine and spilled whiskey. That was where she met him. Sheriff Ben Langley. The man everyone in town seemed to know, and more than a few wished would so much as glance their way. Steady, reserved, and impossibly grounded in this small-town life-he was the last kind of man Winnie expected to notice her. But that night, under the soft glow of the bar's lights, it was the newcomer-the woman with city eyes and a quiet kind of courage-who caught his attention.

Xavier Moretti. A 28 year old don of the Italian-American mafia. He's a cold, ruthless, emotionless devil who doesn't care about anyone or anything. So when he kidnaps the wrong woman? he has to fight to earn her trust and protect her from the dangerous world he brought her in to. Charlotte Rose Meadows. Your average 19 year old girl. She's innocent, kind, and full of life. Everything Xavier isn't. When she's wrongfully kidnapped by the mafia, she has to learn how to trust people again and adapt to her new dangerous lifestyle. ---------------------------------------- ''You know Eliza, you have such a pretty little face. It would be such a shame to see it scarred, wouldn't it?'' he says as he drags the bloody knife along my cheek. Wait... Eliza? He thinks my name is Eliza? 'What are the chances you happen to just walk into my club on a random Saturday night?' His club... MY FAKE ID! ''E-Eliza?'' I mumble and he tilts his head slightly ''My name...i-its Charlotte'' ---------------------------------------- #1 ON FICTION 05/11/25 #10 ON PLOTTWIST 23/10/25 #13 ON DARKROMANCE 24/10/25 #7 ON MAFIA 25/10/25 #3 ON JEALOUSY 26/10/25 #5 ON POSSESSIVE 25/10/25 #1 ON ITALIANMAFIA 28/10/25 #11 ON LOVE 18/11/25 #1 ON MAFIABOSS 04/11/25

Eve thought finishing her first year of university would mean freedom. Instead, it feels like falling - fast. When she meets Michael at a summer party, everything she's bottled up starts to spill out: her fear of failing, her hunger for more, the dizzy pull of someone who finally sees her. He's older. Confident. The kind of man who makes rules just to break them - and now, he's her new boss. Between the chaos of the kitchen and the pull of a man she shouldn't want, Eve discovers what it really means to burn for something - or someone - too much. Sneak Peek: "You should wear your hair up more often," he murmurs, his breath skating across my skin. "It shows the back of your neck." His lips graze that exact spot. "I like the back of your neck, shortcake." The contact is featherlight but somehow burns. His arms bracket me, caging me in without touching. Except for his breath, warm and devastating. I shiver. "W-what?" I manage to say, already breathless. "You heard me." His eyes roam my face, unapologetically, like he's memorizing the shape of every reaction. "And you're allowed to talk to boys," he says, voice low, full of unfiltered intent. "But when it comes to anyone making you feel good-" He finds my hip with one hand. The heat of it steals the sound right out of me. "Say, laugh," he continues, "or come-" His fingers slide slowly up my side, and my eyes snap to his. He's not smiling anymore. He looks possessed. "You're mine." He grips both my hips now and, with ridiculous ease, lifts me onto the desk. His voice drops, primal. "Open."

I just wanted to have the best eighteenth birthday ever...I didn't know that I was gonna be going home with my new history teacher. StudentxTeacher romance. Mature content.