[18+ only, Mature Content] "Stop looking for a fight, angel, before I handcuff you to this bed and leave you here." "I'd scream," I warned him. "That would add the story of us f*cking." I held myself back from taking his gun and shooting him and gave him a fake smile. "I really dislike you." "It didn't stop you from moaning." * MALIA has one job. Follow the assassin called GHOST, find out who Sinners are, uncovering their plan. It was a simple order. But late nights, fights and the tension only lead to feelings and a desire that should be forbidden. Involves gangs, drugs, murder and sex. ENTERED IN WATTYS2019 04/06/19 STEAM & SMOKE by NŸX©️copyright #1 FBIagent #1 projectbadboys #4 badboy #1 gang #1 boy

A night of drinking. A one night stand. An agreement. All things which two sworn enemies should never do together, and yet neither can get enough. ** Alexander and Kelsie have been at war since they were kids. They'd never gotten along, and the thought of being intimate with the other was sickening. But one night that ends in a hookup proves to change everything as the pair now find themselves sneaking into broom closets and spending nights in each other's beds. There's only one catch to their newfound agreement - not to fall in love. From their lack of positive feelings, it seemed pretty easy. And yet, the more they touch, the more impossible it seems.

"Bad guys can be good too... when they're in bed." #1 in FANFICTION✓ © sujinniie 2018-2019 ✓ © sujinniie revised 2022

When it comes to crowds or even a small group of people, Aurora Price, is shy, very reserved and doesn't talk much. She shrinks into her shell. The only two people she's comfortable around are her brother's Griffin and Max. When she's at home chilling with her brothers, she's sassy, bubbly and always singing and dancing. She has the voice of an angel, and the body of a goddess... but... she's broken in her soul. She's been abused and doesn't trust anyone but her brother's. They've bounced from foster home to foster home... but no one wanted to keep two gay boys and a shy, timid little girl. Until...... Oliver Stone... Tattooed from his neck to his hips, light grey eyes that look like smoke, 6ft 2 and nothing but muscle. Girls drool and immediately drop their panties at the sight of him and he knows it. He ruthless, bloodthirsty, powerful and a cold blooded killer. On the streets they call him "Ghost"... Rumors say it's because if you piss him off or mess with his crew, you'll never see him coming... you'll never predict when your death will happen... but you can trust that it will. He likes to play with his victims.. that is... until he crosses paths with shy little Aurora. She tamed the beast and she doesn't even know his name. .................................... "Hello there little one." He whispered as his arms wrapped tighter around me. Of all the times and places I fall, it has to be right now and in the arms of a god!? "What's your name beautiful?".... Did he just call me beautiful? I couldn't speak... I was too busy dealing with a panic attack to tell this sculpted god anything. Why was he asking anyways? No one takes an interest in me... Ever. "What's the matter angel? Do I frighten you that much?" He loosened his grip... I manage a small nod. He smiles and gently brushes his nose against mine.. my brother's call that Eskimo kissing. Whatever that means. "No need to be afraid of me sweetheart. I would never hurt an angel like you."

𝖔𝖍 𝖍𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖞, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖘, 𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖌𝖚𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖛𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ love is dangerous, loving him is deadly, i tasted the sweetness of sin once, and i became addicted, am i crazy? maybe. but my dark King is worth more than any knight in shining armor. and beautifully fucked up are we. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ a/n : mature viewers only you will meet the love interest in chapter 4/5 ♡ ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ #boardingschool : 1 #bad : 17 #richkids : 1 #romance : 7 #teenfiction : 5 #teenromance : 1 BOOK 1 IN A TRILOGY

> A Mafia story that's more silly than serious. #2 in Chicklit 4/12/17 #7 in Humor 13/9/19 #8 in Romance ^ It's midnight once again, and I'm in my cramped room looking at all the old photo albums of my family before the split. Each picture holds a precious memory that's frozen in time. Picture by picture, page by page adds another tear in my eyes. A creak came from outside my bedroom, the teal wallpaper was pealing off the walls. I have been living here for 11 years. I quickly hid the album under my pillow and ran to my closet. She couldn't back yet? She normally comes home around 4am drunk and broke. The slits on the closet doors were my only source of light, that was coming from my lamp in my dimly lit room. My breathing became more rough and my heart was about to smash my ribcage. Wait, I'm a dela Cruz. I fight for what's right and I know how to fight! As I peeked through the gaps on my closet door I seen three men in black masks and suits come through the door. "Find the damn girl" one of the men say, I'm assuming he's the boss. The two men started raiding the bedroom and the bathroom, while the boss of the trio slowly walked directly to the closet. He had his hands on the knob of the closet, my stomach twisted. I backed away slightly to run up and attack the man. He opened the doors and I came flying out in my beautiful pj's. I caught he man by surprise and punched him in the stomach and kicked where the sun don't shine, I kicked hard to make sure he never had babies ever again. "Fuck!" He yelled as he collapsed onto he cold floor. I pulled a smirk on my face, which caused him to shoot a do glare out of those captivating eyes. The two men held me down while the boss rolled about on the floor for about 5 minutes straight, holding where I kicked him. "You just punched a mafia king darling, you're gonna regret it" He whispered softly into my ear while I was held in between the other two. Oh shit, I punched a mafia king! Copyrighted2017© by x_angelu_

What happens when The Mafia King gets a weird text one night from a girl who is hell bent on making him hers? She is a badass who wins each and every street race and street fight. She always gets what she wants. Freedom and having control over everything is her motto. She is Valentina Martinez. He is a Mafia King who kills without remorse. Having control and power over everyone is his motto. He is Luciano Moretti. -------------------- Excerpt:- {Texts between the characters} Valentina When did I give you the honor of listening to my angelic voice? My arrogant asshole🖤 Answer the damn phone. Valentina Wow. You're desperate.😂 My arrogant asshole🖤 Says the one who called herself my Queen the first time she texted me. ------------------------ You've heard of when A badboy claims the bad girl but what happens when The bad girl claims a Mafia king? A love story of course but full of sarcasm, humor and let's not forget Love! Is it possible for two cold hearts to love each other? Join Valentina and Luciano in their journey of learning to love each other. (Only a few chapters left in the story and it will be complete) (I do not own any pictures in the story) *Previously called 'When the bad girl claimed the mafia king'*

"Tell me girl, why did you and your worthless self waltz into my territory?" An unfamiliar voice booms just before me. I keep my head down as my eyes begin to close. This is it, this is where my life will be ending. I always thought that it might be at the hand of my stepfather, but no. It's of some other guys who also hurt me in torturous ways. Let me tell you that my life has been great. Hint the sarcasm. Suddenly my chin is gripped tightly in a big hand. He forces my head up against my will. No! No I don't want to look at him, I don't want to see his monstrous face. But yet again he's way stronger than I am. So with the last bit of life I had hiding in me I fiercely look into deep blue eyes. Immediately the man's expression changes from a livid, stoic expression to a surprised and soft one. "Mate," I hear him whisper. ~~~ Willa is a simple girl who's gotten the short end of the straw in life. Left at a doorstep when she was just a newborn, to both of her adoptive parents dying, ending with her stepfather abusing her almost every night. She thought her escape from the horrid life she had at home was her boyfriend and best friend. Though in the end they both added to the torturous life she was living. So she did the only thing she could think of to get away from the terrible reality that was slowly swallowing her whole. She ran. Little did she know that running into the woods that very night would flip her entire life upside down. ---- DISCLAIMER: first couple of chapters can be cliche and can use some major editing but I promise the storyline does improve.

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones, the caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold, and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn ♡ Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇ #1 - Mythology, #3 - in fantasy, #4 - Humor

❝I want you on your knees, begging for forgiveness.❞ ━ Maylene Mattise celebrates her 21st birthday alongside her best friend Amira in Italy. She craves the thrill, the men, and the attention, and she has it all. Her vacation, however, is turned upside down when she encounters Lorenzo Delvin, who has a deep hatred for her despite never having met her... or so she thought. Follow Maylene and Lorenzo on a journey across time to uncover the secrets of their romance. Is it feasible that they will ever be able to put their feelings for one another aside? - This is a fast-paced novel with toxicity that may not be appropriate for all readers. ━ "Dirty little slut," he chuckles. He's not wrong; I do look like a dirty little slut when I'm naked and on my knees with his cum flowing down my body. "What are you?" He questions as he lifts my chin. I don't react. There's no way he'll get the response he wants. "I said, what are you." He repeats himself, this time with a deeper voice as he pulls me back by my hair. In pain, I let out a whimper. This pain, I must confess, feels good rather than unpleasant. "A d-dirty little slut," I reply quietly, this is beyond humiliating. As he lets go of my hair, I turn away. "That's right. Now up," he states. My knees are now sore, so I slowly rise. ━ Warning; this story contains mature content suited for readers over the age of 18.