#1 Amelia has had a tough life and it all got even worse when her dad returned from his trip. He sold her to the Perez family for money. How could he do such thing? Will she ever feel happy again? Being forced to marry the one and only Ezra Perez. One of the greatest mafias out there, of course she wasn't going to be happy. It all feels like a never ending nightmare. Knowing all the rumors about him is enough to know that he is a cruel monster. His only mission in life is to get revenge and kill people. Are these rumors true? Is he as bad as Amelia thinks? *** She is a strong girl who knows how to smile through pain. Her bubbly personality is what Ezra Perez hate about her, but somehow he likes being around her. He is a boy who's been following his dads orders his whole life. He knows only how to be cruel to people and therefore doesn't let anyone get close to him. He has never met a girl like her and it drives him crazy because he can't stay away from her. Highest rankings: #1 tiktok #1 romancefanfiction #2 mafialove #2 enemy #2 mafiastory

DIABOLIC SERIES 3 All my life I've lost my breath. It would happen over the simplest things, if I stretched too high to catch a ball, lifted something for too long, if I sneezed, if I talked. Other times I would loose my breath because I had a panic attack, or was yelling or being yelled at, if I was exerting myself on a physical level. Having the wind knocked out of me is a familiar feeling. But I didn't truly know what it felt like to loose the air in my lungs, loose the feeling that has kept my alive my entire life. I didn't loose it when I fell in love, I didn't loose it when I found out one drunken night with the girl I love would mean a baby, I didn't loose it when I found out that I'd actually be a father. No, I lost that when she told me that she doesn't love me. When she spit in my face how much she can't stand me, how I've ruined her life, that she doesn't want me in any aspect. I'm not her 'type' whatever that means, seeing as she quite willingly had sex with me. Her saying this made this ugly, lonely and depressing thought hit my diaphragm. Violet Thompson is carrying my child. And she despises me for it. The way I came to this conclusion was simple, Nonnie- -that's what I call her, since her middle name's Noel and I wanted something to call her that if I shouted it in the middle of a crowd, only she would turn to and know it's me- -told me that all she wants is someone there. A father for her baby, a physical presence. Not a mind, personality. Not a person. A body. A shell. I've been a dead man walking. And I was that shell, was just a body... until I found him.

DIABOLIC SERIES 2 This story is not so simply about a girl who hides from loneliness in books and a boy who wants to show her there's more to life than what's between the pages. Having 'friends' isn't something that Eliza Wolf has really experienced, at least not in the way her peers have. There's passing relationships in school, people she finds funny, but actual friends? Maybe she just wasn't supposed to have them. She had to learn to pass her time with other things, books, talking to her brother, drawing. At least Elle wasn't so lonely when she was reading about someone else's life. Something that Asher Hart didn't think was all too healthy. The nice boy, true to his nature, was sweet and quiet in his reserve. Though he broke no rules- -that he'd get caught for anyway- -he was used as a scapegoat one too many times, and now his inability to stand up for himself, he's attracted the attention of the most intimidatingly attractive girl around. A boy Eliza knew she'd stand up for, even against the people that have terrorized her in the past. That's without knowing just how capable Asher is when it comes to defending others. *** "Did you know," Asher begins, frowning at the way Eliza picked at her shirt -something she often did before putting on her jacket. "If you could see yourself through my eyes, you'd never feel insecure again." Elle raises an eyebrow, "And who said I was insecure in the first place?"

In a district where danger lurks around every corner, Isaac North tries to live a normal life, but quickly finds himself entangled in a perilous romance with one of the most notorious figures in the Red District. Season 1 of Strip for the Devil *** In a world filled with darkness and desperation, Isaac North fights to escape his past. He finds himself drowning in debt, fighting off loansharks, and struggling to keep his head above water. But when his best friend proposes a daring solution to his financial situation, Isaac is thrust into a seductive and dangerous world he never expected. When he enters the enticing realm of strip clubs, Isaac collides with Lucien Royce, a figure both feared and revered in The Red District. Intrigued by Isaac's tenacity and resilience, Lucien is immediately drawn to him. Isaac plans to escape Lucien's treacherous world the first chance he gets, but as their relationship deepens, Isaac realizes Lucien isn't who he thought he was. As tensions simmer and desires ignite, Isaac must decide if breaking free from Lucien's hold on him is really what he wants. But is he ready for the danger that comes with it?

Harry Styles isn't my father, he's my stepfather. Well ex-stepfather. My mother married him when I was 18, she was 36 and he was 20. Totally gross right? Little did I know that she was already knocked up when they got married. They were a happy little family while I was living with my ACTUAL father and going to college. Two years later, my mother left Harry for a man even younger then him and took him to the cleaners. She got full custody, child support and spousal support to pay the way of her and her new boy toy while Harry had to give her his house and move into a small apartment. It's been three years since the divorce my mother wants me to come back for her wedding, the wedding Harry paid for. I felt terrible for Harry but I was too ashamed of my own mother to reach out. But now she's left me no choice because he's the only one that can help me. Will he even answer the phone? I haven't talked to him in almost four years, I don't know what state he's in having his son ripped from him or all of his hard earned money taken away. All I know is that I'm at his doorstep and he's about to get the surprise of his life. ______________ ⚠️ Will contain an assload of foul language as well as sexual content. While some names may be real this is an alternative reality based story that is 100% mine.

MATURE CONTENT, +18 ONLY When Andy starts a complex and steamy love affair with her new boss, she discovers there's more to his arrogant facade than she originally thought. ⸻ Andrea "Andy" Walker has landed her dream job at Kelex, a company she's admired for years. Her new colleagues have welcomed her with open arms, including the charming and sweet Oliver. But her infuriatingly attractive boss isn't so welcoming. Alexander "Lex" Coleman seems determined to drive her crazy. Despite her best efforts to resist him, Andy finds herself increasingly drawn to Lex's good looks and razor-sharp mind. As the tension between them heats up and their working relationship becomes more complicated, the line between personal and professional blurs. Can she have it all, or will she have to choose between her career and the man she can't resist? ⸻ "I'm telling you," I insist while he gets something from his nightstand. "I'm good. We effectively fucked you out of my system." "Great." He's back with a condom, and he's getting hard again. I'm not well-versed in men's anatomy, but it isn't something that should be already happening, right? I'm still not over it when he puts on the protection, throwing the empty package on the floor. Stunned, I don't protest or resist when he flips me around like a ragdoll, and it's only when I'm on all fours before him, my knees on the edge of the bed, that I understand what he wants. "Wait, I need a brea--" My complaints die in my throat as he pushes himself inside me with a slow but implacable thrust. Then comes the wet touch of his tongue, drawing a burning line in the hollow crest of my spine between my shoulder blades. He nuzzles his way up until his mouth is an inch from my ear. "Now, we're fucking you out of my system," he threateningly mutters. Oh, God... ⸻ This is a rewritten version with a better pace and fewer mistakes. You can find the full-length story on my profile.

Nine chapters of the original First draft. I will provide updates when I can on what will happen next with this story. :) *** Ali Anglesey is the picture of grace, elegance, and poise. She's worked hard to be perfect girl appearance wise, aesthetic wise, friend wise and work wise, but it's all an act. An act she's been able to keep up for nearly ten years. After a fall out with the director of her ballet company though, Ali decides to go from full-time ballerina to full-time college student. Finding herself saddened by the loss of the one and only constant in her life since she was eight years old, she tries to be positive about pursuing a new adventure. That is until an unexpected change in events lands her in Professor Henry Davenport's lecture hall. As her past begins to come back to haunt her, Ali starts to wonder if she's made a terrible mistake stepping out of the safety of her bubble. Will she make it through the semester in one piece or will the handsome Professor threaten to tear apart the carefully constructed life she's built for herself and rip open old wounds she's buried deeply beneath years of toe tape and bandages?

Alia never dreamed of marrying a man like Ares V. Asher cold, powerful, and terrifyingly untouchable. But when her father's debt became a noose tightening around her family's neck, she was sold into a gilded cage masked as marriage. Now, bound by vows she never wanted, Alia is forced to navigate the chilling dominance of a man who doesn't believe in love, only control. Ares Kael doesn't need affection. He needs obedience, appearances, and a wife who knows her place. But what he didn't expect... was Alia's quiet defiance wrapped in submission, her fire buried beneath silk and silence. And maybe, just maybe, he's not as immune to her as he thought. A brutal beginning. A dangerous man. A forbidden heat that simmers beneath every look, every touch, every unspoken word. **** This is my first story. I hope whoever reading this story can feel the vibe that put into this story. I'm looking forward of what u guys think about this story hehe..

"I hate you, Aiden! I hate you! And trust me... you'll never find anyone who'll love you the way I did." Tears streamed down Charlotte Parker's face as she stormed into her room, packing the last pieces of her broken heart. This time, I knew I'd messed up. And there was no going back. Charlotte Parker is a kind, beautiful, and well-mannered 22-year-old with dreams of becoming a popular writer. But life has other plans. With her family struggling, she's forced to step up... whether she's ready or not. Aiden Kingston, on the other hand, is everything she can't stand. Arrogant. Rude. A notorious Playboy. And the cold-hearted CEO of a million-dollar company. For Aiden, keeping his inheritance and covering his past life permanently means one thing: marriage. Fast. Both blindsided by an arranged marriage neither of them asked for, their worlds collide most chaotically. Charlotte is water, soft but strong. Aiden is fire, uncontrolled and burning through everything in his path. But Aiden has a secret. One that could destroy whatever fragile peace they're trying to build. Will he let his walls down for her? Can Charlotte see past his mistakes and frozen heart? Or will the hatred between them grow so deep it consumes them both... for good? Find out in this amazing book

Alexia Saunders is a driven and hard-working senior at The University of Chicago. Being used to have everything figured out, even when the world is moving in the opposite direction, she's determined to finish her degree successfully. Not only that, but with the gift of being articulated, she's an opinionated, no shit-taking person. All of that will be put to test once she walks into the class of Professor Nathaniel Rowlins, the latest acquisition of the English Department. Nathaniel is young, handsome, incredibly smart, and just the right amount of presumptuous, and he seems to be determined to challenge Alexia not only academically, but also emotionally. Will the baffling but compelling energy that wavers between them take a dramatic turn? Or will their undeniable different personalities leave them in the what-ifs?