She stopped believing in fate and he thinks fate took everything he loved away Delilah Rosewood and Logan Delacourt were best friends since they were in the womb. They had the perfect friendship. When they were 13 a family scandal separated the both of them and they never spoke to each other again. Five years later Delilah mastered the act of pretending. Her father spiraled down after the leave of her mother and he turned to alcohol and drugs to survive, she reminded him of her so bad she punished Delilah for her mom's sins. After years and scars of abuse, he kicked her out after she turned eighteen but she had saved every single penny of her salary to get out of there as soon as she could. That's when fate got her accepted to Leighton boarding school, for her senior year. When she arrived at her given room she saw him again for the first time after five years. They were forced to share a room, said room was full of anger, resentment, and pure hatred. Lo blamed her for not being there for him when he needed her the most; however, she was suffering all along and he didn't see it. Now this ice skater and hockey boy have to share a room and friends. Months of coexisting turned their hatred into love as they both revealed a bit of themselves until they were free. Lo's only mission was to look after his little sister Blair, and Delilah's was for survival. She has always been. She stopped believing in fate and he thinks fate took everything he loved away

Originally called (Mafia and the Golden girl) They call him the devil in Prada, chaos in tailored skin. A ghost prowling the streets of California with vengeance and mayhem in his veins. Rodion doesn't make mistakes, and when he hunts, he doesn't miss. When his trail leads to Alessia Romero, he doesn't hesitate to strike. Alessia knows how to charm by mixing the perfect coffee. She draws cartoon arts that will steal your heart and upgrades her boyfriends like seasonal wardrobes. But her latest boyfriend comes with a deadly price: a kidnapping that throws her into Rodion's dark world, where silence is punished and loyalty is tested in blood. Rodion wants answers she doesn't have and mercy isn't in his vocabulary. But in the depths of this violent new world, Alessia uncovers something no one was ever meant to find: a secret that could bring Rodion to his knees. And it might be her only way out of this hell. _____ W A R N I N G Privileged for having scenes that would be deemed MATURE!

[Book #2 in the Nystrom series] [18+TW: mature content, heavy topics, language] I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the book as I chuckle and trace the lip print with my finger. I smile at the marks, I wanted him to be mine as much as I was his. The marks reflect that. He raises his eyebrows as soon as his eyes land on mine. "Oh?" His voice is hoarse and low when he murmurs, "You like them?" "I do, they look pretty good on you." I admit, gazing up at him when I see him smirk and I wonder what he is thinking about, but when he grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap, my question is already resolved. "Why don't you take some pictures then, love?" εꨄ︎з 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, the psychopath. While she is still tormented by her dark past, she starts to realize that if anything could obliterate her, it would be her twisted mind. She was desperate for sanity, and as if someone had heard her, the only person who could give her that feeling appeared. 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒, the murderer. He would twist a knife in his heart if it meant proving that he'd do anything for her. He yearned to understand her, her innermost thoughts and ways of thinking. He wanted to be hers, even if it meant losing his own sanity for her. εꨄ︎з STARTED: July 2022 FINISHED: April 2023

Theodore ist gemein und herzlos. Seit der 3. Klasse mobbt er Kiana über Jahre. Doch eines Tages kommt Kiana 2 Jahre später aus New York zurück. Doch Kiana ist nicht mehr zerbrechlich. Nein sie ist hübsch, heiß und verdammt sie kommt als prostituierte zurück. Doch das gefällt Theodore gar nicht er will sie nur noch für sich alleine haben. Die beiden haben eine glückliche Zeit doch fängt Theos Vergangenheit holt ihn wieder ein. Macht Kiana das mit und kann ihre Liebe standhalten trotz seiner Taten ? Werden die beiden eine Zukunft haben oder wird Kiana wieder zurück nach New York gehen?

"How did we go from pretending we're in love, to you actually falling head over heels for me?" Cara cocked her head as she studied him. This boy will be the death of her. "W-whoa whoa whoa, head over heels?" Darius raised his hands in mock defeat. He was perfectly aware of how serious she was, but he couldn't pass up the opportunity to tease her. "What do you see in me? Why are you so nice to me? Hell, I kicked you in the nuts." Cara pressed further. "Nobody should be this perfect," her voice lowered to a soft whisper. Darius took a step towards her, closing the distance between them. He tipped her chin up to meet her gaze. "Then I guess you haven't met the right person." "Until now." He pressed his lips to hers. It was an age old marriage of convenience between them - Darius Alexander Clemonte, the sexy, playful millionaire who has to shed his playboy image to protect his legacy; Cara Jefferson, the daughter of a struggling businessman who happened to be a convenient family friend of the Clemonte's. They should be opposed to the idea of each other... except Cara, the girl who doesn't believe in love, drives Darius wild. In a good way. WARNING: This story contains mature scenes.

HEA ✔ no OWD/cheating 7 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 7 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 7 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙯𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙨' 𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙄𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙄𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙨, 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜? 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩. 𝘼𝙗𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙'𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. He's the boss of the Russian Bratva seeking a glorified retribution for his father and Bratva. Her past belongs to the Italians whom she worked for and held a high position. But now she's a regular Cambridge graduate of medical school ready to play in the field... but maybe a similar field to his. A doctor is just what he's searching for. And there's an undeniable connection from the moment he set eyes on her. Despite her past being erased from existence completely, there's a trail of blood behind her with every step she takes. And people are noticing. The truth may shatter his illusion of her. It'll shatter him even more. But it's okay, as long as she can heal him. Rankings it has got: #3 fiction- 20/05/23 #25 money #133 secrets #93 mentalhealth #45 mobboss #17 lovers Copyright © 2022 by euphoric

"I hate you for everything you are and what you have done to me." "I know" The devil answered before crashing his lips down to hers. ---------------- Celine's favorite subject in school is history without a doubt. She's always dreamed about being able to live through history itself, to experience what she could only read in books or in the movies she's watched. But what if there was a way for her to be able to travel through time and live an immortal life? To a point in life, she would give up everything for it, even if she has to sell her soul to one of the most fearful demons... ---------------- The story starts off slow and might be cringe at first but as soon as the demon shows up, the story is getting interesting and darker!

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Theo Danton, a vampire with a sweet tooth, devises a plot to trade pastries for blood donations in an unorthodox bakery. All finally goes according to plan until his heart starts beating again for the sweet new pastry chef. Beatrice might just be the sweetest thing he's encountered yet. Now he just has to figure out how to keep her.

-Mini Sequel to Silk Sheets- "Hi, I'm Yoongi." "Hi, I really don't give a fuck." Cover photo by @TheChristianChimChim