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His Name Was Damian by xxbboo
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Naomi Johnson, a seventeen year old senior, has a tendency to use others problems to escape her own. When her dad leaves for his new fling, leaving both Naomi and her mom, she befriends Damian Parker, a teenager who just recently attempted to commit suicide. With their new blooming friendship, they both embark on the path of love, humility, and forgiveness all while learning that life is a beautiful yet temporary privilege. Follow Naomi, Damian, and their group of friends as they finish out a chapter of their lives. ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
The Bad Boy has seen my Scars by Migory27
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Olivia Riley feels as if she is nothing. She's constantly abused by her father after her mother's disappearance. The scars on her wrist are the only things that make her feel in control. Dylan White is the typical player bad boy of the school. He has a different girl in his bed every night and has no trouble finding girls. What happens when Dylan takes a sudden interest in Olivia. Will he be the hero that she needs or the one to bring her down. Read to find out Number 1 in Bad Boy as of November 13,2018 Cover by: @daddi_kush77 Currently changing some stuff!
Stolen by ChaseRenea
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My name is Jade. I was kidnapped and given as a gift. Like a pet. A gift meant to mend the bond between a father and son. But before his son knew I even existed, I was locked away. I sat, hidden right under his nose, in his basement. Learning to be a good wife by being forced to read a book with outrageous rules that fall into the husband's favor and beyond. And I would stay there until I was perfect for Blake. Or what his father thought was perfect. ... Then there was hope and fear and a surprising love. Finished. Now editing. Highest rank: #7 in romance
Pregnant by a Murderer by Giavanni_michelle
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"How dare you fucking disobey me," He grits his teeth clenching his fists while glaring at me. "Please let me go, I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I beg tears sliding down my cheeks slowly backing away from him. "Didn't I make myself clear already? You will never escape from here." My heart sinks down to my stomach. Anger quickly rising making me splutter two words I'd soon would regret. "FUCK YOU!," I scold. "What did you just say?," he grumbles his chocolate brown eyes three shades darker almost looking black. I gasp, as my back hits the wall watching him close in on me. I try to curve to the side, but he immediately closes me in by stretching both of his arms out. His hands firmly flat against the wall. "Repeat what you just said to me Madison," he evilly mutters his eyes locked with mine. "Leo please," I mumble. "You will learn to obey me," he venomously says his hot breathe hitting my flesh near my ear. Suddenly, his large hand grips my neck tightly chocking me. Both of my hands clutches onto his hand trying to free myself from his grip. "P-pl," I struggle to say while trying to breathe. I can feel the life in me slowly slipping away. My vision starting to blur in and out of focus. Leo suddenly lets go of my neck and I helplessly drop to the floor gasping for air like a fish gasps for water. I can feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I realize my life could have ended in the hands of this handsome murderer. "Recognize who you are speaking to. No one, I mean no one ever disrespects Leo Castillo, leader of The Red Eagles!", he firmly says his cold eyes glaring down at me. I stay silent completely mute. My body trembling from pure fear scared to say anything that might upset him again. Leo turns his heel walking out of the room locking it from the outside leaving me in shock of what just happened. "What the fuck did I get myself into?" A/N:DO NOT REPRODUCE/COPY ANY TEXT OR MY STORY IN ANYWAY. I WILL TAKE LEGAL ACTIONS IF NECESSARY!
Loving Marcello by aataaraaxy
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After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Brimmy Somell decides to take a little...vacation. Little does she know, it turns out to be much more permanent than she had originally thought. After meeting tall, sexy, and mysterious Marcello Pietro, Brimmy finds herself having to make a life-changing decision and putting herself in a dangerous position she'd never imagined to be in. °•°●°•°●°•°●°•° "I love you." He says with no hesitation. It takes a moment for my hazy mind to catch up. I'm still in a daze, mesmerized by his perfections, and the deep dimple set in his cheek. I blink, "What?" "Don't make me say it again." He says, sounding frustrated, but I catch the hint of embarassment in his voice as he runs his hand through his hair and takes a step back. I grab a hold of the neckline to his shirt and yank him back within close proximity of me. "What if I want you to say it again?" I ask, studying his eyes. "Isn't it enough that I said it once?" He scowls, trying to pull back, but I restrain him from doing so. "Nope. Just say it one more time and I'll be satisfied." I state bravely, feeling a boost of confidence I didn't have earlier. He glances down, then looks back up into my eyes, allowing me to spot the vulnerability and uncertainty he feels. "I love you." He says, putting more strength in his voice than he looks to have. I grin, pulling him in for a kiss, but right before I do, I say the one phrase that will seal my fate, "I love you too, big, bad mafia boss." ••••• The story may be rough but the comment section makes up for it. ••••• Word count: 51,173 ••••• Written and published 2018-2019
Over My Dead Body by RebelleFleur00
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Deadly assassins Allegra and Ace have been trying in vain to kill each other for years. With a mutual enemy threatening their mafias, they find themselves in an unexpected alliance, and soon discover killing each other isn't the only temptation they need to resist... ****** Allegra Grey is poised to be the next great American mafia leader, and she's more than living up to the name. A skilled assassin, there's only one target who's ever gotten away from her-suave, sinfully handsome Ace De Luca, heir to the Italian mafia and the Greys' biggest rival. When both mafias are faced with a dangerous threat, they're forced to work together to protect their families, and unexpected sparks fly. Allegra definitely isn't one to sleep with the enemy, especially an arrogant womanizer like Ace. But there's an undeniable electricity between them and Allegra's not sure it's all hatred. Ace may be bad news, but Allegra's never been afraid of a little danger. As the fire they're playing with grows to a scorching blaze, one thing is clear: trying to kill each other may have been difficult, but resisting this intense chemistry will be impossible. [[Word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Cover designed by Regina Dionela Content/trigger warning: Contains mature themes, violence and gore
Married to the god of war  by ciaramelody
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Ever since her mother's death, Adelaide Emelry has been living with her abusive father, who also happens to be the king of Soleria. Despite living in a royal palace, Adelaide didn't exactly have the easiest life. On her 18th birthday, she finds out she is to marry their enemy of 130 years, Dominic Alsvera, also known as the God of War. Will she find happiness or will her world become worse than it already is? Warning: mature content [EDITING]
Little Kisses by nutellar0se
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Aitana Daniels was at the age of twenty-six. She gave birth to her baby girl Freyah Raven Daniels six years ago at age twenty. Many people call Aitana a slut because she did not know who the father was of her child. She is barley getting paid enough to keep her apartment and expensives of her daughter Freyah. All Aitana is looking for is for someone to love her and daughter no matter. Someone to treat her right. ~~~ Sawyer Johnson was at the age of twenty-eight. He was sadly a billionare by the hands of his father. He lived in a lonely mansion that was full of maids and butlers. He knows that he doesn't need a whole mansion but he likes the fact of having people around him so he made sure to get Butlers and maids to have at his house. All Sawyer wants is someone to love and cherish forever, but it seems that day hasn't come. ~>|>|>~ What's my name?" Sawyer said slapping her thick ass "Sawyer" She moaned as she felt her ass sting some from that slap. "What.Is.My.Name" He growled slapping her ass every time he spoke a word. She moaned at the slaps. "Daddy" she whispered embarrassed. "Louder" "Daddy" She said in her normal voice. Sawyer didn't like that so he slapped her ass until she spoke the way he wanted. Her ass was turning redder by the second. "DADDY" she screamed at the 10th slap on her ass. Her ass was red from the hard slaps he gave her but she didn't care. ~~~~ #1 in Mother- March 8, 2019 #2 Love- April 4, 2019 #51 Family-September 14, 2019 #41 Family- September 15,2019 #31- Family- September 21,2019 #27-Family-October 2,2019 #1 single-October 27,2019
I Am Not A Prostitute: Mafia Romance (18+ Only) by alekseixx
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Warning: Mature Audiences Only! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation COMPLETED #1 in Romance on 1/20/21 #1 in Mafia on 2/12/23 #1 in Fiction on 2/21/21 *** DESCRIPTION: The only thing that was mine, the only thing that was truly beautiful in this world, and he will never find me... "How much?" I frowned at the shadowed man, in an expensive looking car. "Excuse me? I don't understand..." realization dawned on me, as I looked at my skimpy club attire. I raised my hands, "I-I'm not a prostitute." I felt his dark eyes analyzing me and suddenly I was aware of the situation. I began backing up, as panic washed through me. "Get in the car." His growl came, and with that, I turned on my heels and ran. *** Calla Levkin didn't want to go out clubbing for her 18th birthday. She didn't want her friends to dress her in slutty attire. She didn't want to be mistaken as a prostitute. She didn't want to be kidnapped and sold into the Mafia. And most of all, she didn't want to catch the attention of Sinister Velkov, the first in command of the Russian Mafia. But life can't give you everything that you want...sometimes life gives you just the opposite. *** Completed on 4/7/18 This is book one in the "I Am Not A Prostitute" series! Book two is "Come Back To Me" REVIEWS: "I have been reading Wattpad books for 5 years, and never have i found a book with so much humor and passion. I have instantly fell in love with the characters. This book is filled to the brim with emotion, action, and SMUT!! I will definitely be purchasing my own copy when it's released on amazon!" -@trinityxo30 "A raw and beautiful piece of art that will keep you on the edge of your seat" -@o0krysralized0o "A brilliantly captivating story. Written by an author that takes her time to respond and care for her readers." -@eirinnobrien "My favorite book on Wattpad, beautifully written, makes me cry, laugh, and scream all at the same time fav book ." -@satanchick
Mafia by butterfly94
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His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...