Highest rank: #7 feminist 6/19/18 #8 dads best friend 8/26/2018 #8 perfection 10/6/2018 #7 illicit 10/6/2018 COMPLETE-second DRAFT {Book #1 ILLICIT SERIES} Dads Best Friend *can be read as a stand alone* Struggling young author Alexandra Moretti has had it rough. With a dark past that always seems to ruin her chances of happiness, she escapes her recent breakup to a private resort. Here, fresh out of the shower, she finds a man scouring her bedroom for clues as to who she truly is. He's startlingly attractive, and he finds her naked body just as alluring, but that look in his eye burns those fresh wounds. After her last break up she swore off any type of romance, but the Italian hunk convinces Alex to do something she would never do in any normal circumstance. Add a disapproving father, a ten year age gap, and a secret meant to protect that might just result in their end to the mix and you're left with Absolute Perfection. Excerpt: My eyes shot open, meeting sparkling brown eyes staring down at me with lust evident in their deep orbs. My breath was caught in my throat, leaving me gasping for air when those hands I thought I imagined reached up to grab my throat and pull me to him. "What are you doing in here?" It came out as a squeak, leaving me blushing red in embarrassment. I was far more embarrassed with the thought that he could affect me so much, rather than being caught trying to pleasure myself. His lips fell on my exposed throat, sending sparks shooting down my spine at the contact. "I came to see if you were going insane without your work to keep you. I was going to leave you to it, bella mia, until it was my name I heard you moaning."

TRIGGER WARNING/ MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ only. The fictional characters in this story are involved in an AGE GAP, dark fiction, erotic thriller/dom/sub relationship. It is consensual. If that makes you uncomfortable, please do not read. This is a work of fiction, a GUILTY PLEASURE READ if you will, and intended for entertainment purposes. Reader discretion is advised. Daisy feels like she's disappearing. Her boyfriend barely looks at her anymore, her friends don't understand her, and geometry? It's a nightmare. But just when she thinks she's out of chances, Mr. Edwards, her mysterious and sharp-eyed geometry teacher, offers her something unexpected: private lessons after school. But these lessons aren't just academic, and Daisy will learn lessons far greater than geometry. Mr. Edwards sees something in Daisy no one else does, and he's not afraid to take control. As their tutoring sessions evolve into something far more forbidden, Daisy is pulled into a hidden world of discipline, desire, and surrender. Under his firm guidance, she begins to thrive-both in the classroom and in the intoxicating dynamic they share behind closed doors. She's learning how to calculate angles... And how to kneel, obey, and unravel. As lines blur and walls break down, Daisy realizes she's stepped into something more dangerous than she could have ever imagined.

_____𝗦𝗜𝗥 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛 𝗠𝗘_____ ❝You drive me insane.❞ ❝Good. That makes two of us.❞ ______𝗢𝗛 𝗠𝗬 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧______ Astar Valentine, born in her troubled household finally tries to let go of her problematic past and move on with a fresh start. Asher Luciano, running away from his past and family, trying to peacefully get through the hell of his job as a Maths Proffessor. They meet. He doesn't like her attitude. She doesn't like his control. Finally when there was going to be a truce a thing from the past comes back biting him. He hates Valentine's. And now when his enemy's sister was dropped off in his extra class as a doll to be ruined. He couldn't resist. _________________________________________ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧- 7/06/25 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧- 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭- 𝑨𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝑯𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒍....

Stella went to a beach party with friends, not knowing what kind of party it was or who she would meet. Cole was a mafia king and dominant with a daddy kink who finds Stella. Innocent, shy, beautiful Stella who has no idea what is about to hit her, but in the end, Stella may just like Cole's dominant side. Stella is still fragile and has to be handle with care, so can the mafia king handle her. Can the two live together, or will they destroy each other? ~ This story is being rewritten to try and fix issue with this story. The new one is called Mine so check it out on my profile.

STILL IN PROGRESS Cooper and Cameron came from two completely different worlds yet shared the same internal struggles. He was a reserved, lonely man who masked his emptiness with a string of fleeting relationships, while she, freshly out of a broken engagement, filled her life with friends to avoid facing her own pain. Cameron despised his cryptic demeanor and invasive curiosity, while Cooper couldn't stand her stubborn streak and tendency to run away when things got complicated. Despite their differences-age, lifestyles, and entanglements with others-the magnetic pull between them was impossible to ignore. They saw through each other's facades, uncovering truths neither had shared with anyone else. As their lives began to intertwine, the question loomed: could they close the gap between them and give in to what they both felt deep down? Or would fear, pride, and unresolved emotions keep them at arm's length, pushing them into the arms of others instead?

Jessica doesn't trust men. Worse, she has a string of short relationships and runs away when things get too serious. Demons from her past resurface when she meets him, Angel Seth Saint, her new teacher with a burning look. And, even if the young woman is decided to move away from it, the brown one with the polar pupils intends to make of her his submissive and to show her that discipline does not rhyme with violence. New request of friends of Angel Seth Saint Accept/refuse? 🥊I am responsible for what I write, you for what you read. I will not accept any mean comments on this story. You go in knowing what you are about to read🥊 Started: 03/08/22 Completed: 27/07/23 1k 21/01/23 5k 22/02/23 10k 30/04/23 Prof x student Reference to bdsm and ddlg

Kendall is a hard working surgeon who barely leaves the hospital. When her best friend, Amber drags her out to a club she does the unexpected. A one night stand with a feared mafia boss, Lorenzo Russo. "You work for a Mafia boss, but I'm fucking that same Mafia boss. You have no power, I do."

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)