After trying to get away from the drama back home and being in desperate need of an place for her child and herself, Yeshiva answers an add for a roommate. She gets a surprise when she finds out she has to be roommates with two hot guys in a bachelor pad. What she thought would be a drama free transition, turned out to be a more than she bargained for. Read along Yeshiva's life spins out of control.

Grace Miller -She is 19 years old -She is 5'6 -She is 364 pounds, considered plus size/ curvy -She is Submissive -She is into older guys, but nobody knows Travis Briggs: -He is 33 years old -He is 6'4 -He is Dominate -He is one of the biggest CEOs in the country -He also has a secret life hidden from Grace, he is in the Mafia -He is bestfriend's with Caleb Miller which is Graces dad Thank you all for taking the time to read my stories! This is a mature book, so this includes sex scenes, explicit language, and violence. If there is any picture in my book, I don't own them they are from google! Cover photo is from Canva! Highest Rankings: #1- curvygirl #1- bbw #1- mafia #5- dadsbestfriend #1- agegap #14- plus size #64- kinky #123- steamy #122- romance

He calls himself the Prince. He is humanoid but not human--fascinating, sensual, at the cusp of maturity, and accustomed to getting what he wants. And Lydia has awoken in his world to find that she has been given to him--as a pet, a plaything, and, if he so desires, a lover. As Lydia comes to realize that the Prince is as much a prisoner to his culture's ways as she is, her resentment slowly unfurls into pity, understanding, curiosity, and a deep, unpredictable, consuming lust. She wants him too, on her own terms. But in a world fraught with hidden dangers, her terms are not open for discussion, not when their thirst for one another could doom them both. In a court where monarchs are obeyed and sexual hierarchies are strict, one wrong move could end the Prince for ever... and what would happen to Lydia then? * This novel was originally published by Circlet Press in 2015 under the pseudonym Peggy Barnett. This novel is erotica, so please read at your own discretion. Visit www.jmfrey.net for more of my work. Cover by Archia.

WHAT IS PLEASURE ? A COMPLETE BLISS THAT YOU FEEL AFTER COPULATING! WHAT IF YOU WERE GIVEN AN OPTION WHERE YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPERIENCE THIS BLISS FOR A WHOLE YEAR... SOUNDS EUPHORIC RIGHT? LIFE IS NOT ALWAYS ABOUT FEELING ECSTASY THERE'S ALWAYS SOME ANGST, DESOLATION, MELANCHOLY AND SO MANY OTHER THINGS OPPOSITE OF HAPPINESS I SIGNED UP MY LIFE FOR ALL THESE THINGS AND NOT JUST FOR THAT BLISS -SAMANTHA WE THE ROMANO BROTHERS CAN BRING ANYONE ON THEIR KNEES BUT OUR ANGEL WOULDN'T SUCCUMB TO OUR BEHEST PEOPLE FEAR TO EVEN HAVE A GLIMPSE AT US BUT SHE CHALLENGES US BEING THE DEVILS WE LOVE THE PROVOCATION AND INTEND TO FULFIL HER EVERY CARNAL DESIRE SHE'S TRULY THE EPITOME OF SEX GODDESS AND WE HER DEVILS ARE ON A EXPEDITION TO RAVAGE HER - ROMANO BROTHERS _________________________________________ 💕 Hello my lovely reader's 💕 There will be extreme mature scenes only for 18+ #BDSM #DDLG #OtherKinkyStuff #Explicitscenes #Abusivecontents #Maturescene #Menagerie #Multiplepartners #Depression #Disturbingcontent And finally lot's and lot's of SMUT/EROTICA mentioned throughout the Story 😜 _________________________________________

At the age of 15 Isabella is struck with the loss of her mother, when her brothers are to take her in will she ever trust them? Will she find her happiness? Will she survive? What happens when her time is running out? Read to find out the life of Isabella Accradi and how she will try and survive living with 6 over protective annoying brothers and an illness that could kill her. I would like to thank REI-NAA for the amazing cover <3

They were soul tied, an invisible string connected the two, pulling them closer to the other, until they met. 61,798 words total Character ages: Neteyam-18 turns 19 Aonung-18 turns 19 Loak-16 Kiri-17 Rotxo-16 Tsireya-16 Illian-18 Te'ang-18 Ne'ar-19 Lea-18 Nalia-19 All adults around 40 NOT MY ART OR CHARACTERS OBVIOUSLY There will be smut, fluff, self harm scars, self harm talk, violence, war and death throughout this story. I'll put a trigger warning at the start of the chapter where these are mentioned. Sit back, relax and enjoy Thank you :)

You'd think it's impossible for a mafioso to fall head over heels for anyone. Luca was never one to feel such strong emotions. Not even his parents had his heart. How did Cody, a Sicilian man end up winning his heart? 18+ CONTENT.

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"

The Russian mafia boss, who is engaged to a woman he can't stand, and a woman who works for the Criminal Investigation Department as an agent and a forensic pathologist. Two people from different worlds meet in a dark alleyway; fate does its work and connects their lives together. ____________ "I know you all are curious," he began, his Russian accent thick and unmistakable. "But the only thing you need to remember is that this beautiful woman," his hand rested possessively on my shoulder, "is Eleanor Morozov." His eyes swept over the room, challenging anyone to dispute his claim. "But most importantly, she is mine." "Every word that comes out of her mouth," he says, his voice echoing through the cavernous room, "will hold as much power and meaning as my own. You disrespect her," he pauses, his gaze sweeping over each man, "you die. You look down at her, you die. You think of her in any way but as my equal, you die, and the process will be... unpleasant." Vlad takes his seat beside me, his hand resting casually on the arm of the chair. "Now that we have that cleared up, let's continue what we're here for."

Daniella Harris, a gifted prodigy who graduated high school at just sixteen, rose to prominence as a successful surgeon. On the night of her graduation, she joined what was supposed to be a celebratory farewell party with friends she trusted. But the night took a dark turn-she was drugged and awoke to find herself robbed of her innocence by a stranger. The events that followed tested the very core of her mental resilience, reshaped her decisions, and forged the determination that would ultimately define her. Despite the trauma, Daniella chose to take ownership of her life. She persevered-and she triumphed. Matteo Giordano, now the feared and respected in the Italian Mafia, had his own fateful encounter years ago. At seventeen, he was grabbed a drink meant for someone else and lost his free will. He woke the next morning with a beautiful girl beside him-her face etched with pain, regret, and a haunting purity. Though she fled without a word, the impression she left endured. Matteo noticed what others might have missed: the telltale stain that marked her first time. Though he searched for her, she had vanished -leaving only a memory that tormented him. Now, years later, their paths cross once more-not by intention, but perhaps... by fate.