Saint Morseti owns his own gourmet restaurant. He is the lead/head chef. With a passion for cooking and baking, he finds peace in producing delicious food. But on his free time. And majority of his time from the past 8 months he's taken a more intense interest. Danika Reeves. He knows it all. Where she is at, what she wears every day, the scheduling of her showers and the days she washes her curly hair. He knows her hobbies, when she gets paid, when she leaves for work, every indent or scar on her body. She was his muse. Well in the beginning. But it became much worse. He is a man who suffers with anxiety disorders. Separation anxiety, selective mutism, social anxiety, and reactive attachment disorder. With a dark past, he thought seeing who she is would do no harm, it would be fun. But now he can't live without her. And she's suspicious of something, but she can't put her finger on it.

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

"𝑺-𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘," 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑰 𝒈𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒊𝒏 𝒗𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒕, 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉. "𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝒑-𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆.." 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒍𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏 '𝑶'. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕, 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖" 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒈𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒐𝒏, 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒌 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔, 𝒑𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒘𝒂𝒚. . . .

[ 18+ ] "Let my tongue explain how bad I crave you." He whispered softly, and then I was fully and completely his. ------- Is being edited at the moment but the story is still up! [**will contain sexual content/triggering themes, if you are under 18 I advise you not to read, but if you do I can't stop you.**] #1 : italianmafia - 2021-07-31 #1 : dominantmale - 2021-04-22 #1 : possessivemale - 2021-07-15 #1 : lightbdsm - 2021-07-15 #1 : age-gap - 2021-04-24 #1 : ava - 2021-05-04 #1 : drugcartel - 2021-05-12 #1 : manxwoman - 2021-05-12 #1 : kitten - 2021-05-28 #2 : adult - 2021-06-05

When bubbly Emerson Kachi Smith starts working for the handsome Lucas Hendrix, she quickly discovers there's something hot and untamed behind his cold exterior... ***** When bubbly Emerson Kachi Smith is offered a job as the personal assistant to the cold and handsome Lucas Hendrix, she's left wondering why. After all, she has no credentials to speak of, and working for a paranoid billionaire CEO who's impossible to please is far from easy. But a few weeks into her job, she begins to realize that she can't judge a book by its cover. Left alone to discover the mystery behind Lucas's cold exterior and to tame her uncontrollable desire to comfort him, she learns they have a lot more in common than she ever thought possible. Could their two lonely hearts share the same dream for happiness? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque Former title 'Coffee And Papers'

"Have you ever," I pause, "touched yourself, Baylor?" "Well of course I've touched myself," she says like I am crazy. I chuckle a little. "I mean have you ever touched yourself in between your legs? Have you ever made yourself feel good?" She looks confused, "N-no?" I lean in and whisper in her ear, "When you go to bed tonight, I want you to touch yourself in between your legs while you think of me. I want you to let yourself feel that and if you make any noises don't try to stop them okay?" "O-okay," I can practically feel her throbbing in my lap. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_

"Principessa everyone loves a villain. They just don't realize it. The villain is the only interesting thing in the entire movie."-he says in a sexy, deep voice. Dianora Rossi is your definition of a classy lady. She is the daughter of Stefano Rossi, one of the richest people in Italy. Her world turns upside down when she finds out that her beloved father is murdered and that everything they have is now property of Domenico Del Vecchio a ruthless man capable of anything. And you know what the worst part is?? Even Dianora is now his property. The girl is now a lady and she has to get her belonging place and revenge against the man who killed his father and took everything away from her, but... There was something she wasn't planing, Love. Love for the exact same person she wants revenge Domenico del Vecchio.... WARNING! The book also contains a few inappropriate scenes. It is recommended for the age 17+ Read at your own risk.

•¶• Giovanni Machiavelli is a man hell bent on revenge after the death of his mother. He is a monster and cares about no one. He believes his feelings died with his mother but that is about to change. •¶• Lyla Nestle is a woman who has lived in a shell all her life. She lost everything in thirty minutes and believes she is not meant to be happy ever again. Will Giovanni give her the feeling of life or make her wish for death? Highest rankings: #1 in Wattysromance #6 in Russian #125 in Maid #214 in Italian #178 in Romance #7 in Mafia ~IN NEED OF A GOOD COVER~

Everyone feared Uzair Malik. Whispers of his name could still an entire room. His presence was a storm veiled in silk - quiet, controlled, and laced with danger. In the city of Meerabad, he ruled the shadows like a king without a crown, answerable to no one. Ruthless, revered, and wrapped in mystery, Uzair Malik wasn't just a name - he was a warning. And then came Ayesha. Soft-spoken. Observant. The kind of girl who disappeared into corners and found comfort in silence. While his world roared with violence and loyalty paid in blood, hers was stitched together by quiet mornings, books with bent pages, and unspoken dreams. She belonged nowhere near him. But fate - as cruel as it is clever - didn't care. Their worlds collided in the most unlikely place: a library café on the edge of Meerabad. A glance. A moment. And something irreversible took root. He didn't know her name. But her silence echoed in him louder than gunfire. She was the only calm he'd ever known. And he, the storm she'd been taught to fear. Uzair wanted her the way fire wants air - desperately, completely, without pause. And once he set his eyes on her, there was no turning back. She stirred the parts of him he thought were long dead. He awakened the fears she didn't know she carried. What began as a flicker quickly became a fire - a fire that would burn everything in its path. Because in Meerabad, love is dangerous. And in Uzair's world, love is war. A love story. Story of obsession, power, and surrender - where a quiet girl meets a man the world bows to... and everything changes.

"listen baby girl , I don't like it when you don't listen to me!"he said raising his voice. I back up and hit the wall, he walk up to me and lead over me "A-Alex" I said looking up at him, he started to smirk "what is it baby girl?"he ask me , moving his hand down from my waste. I gasp and look at him as he was smirking "A-Alex , please I need you. please"I said moving up to his face. He move his face from mines and said "Not right now, daddy need to get back to work baby girl. But we're gonna finish this at home , ok?" I nod my head and bite down on my lip "Use your words"he said in a deep tone, which turn me on "Yes, sir"I said looking at him. He smirked and walk out the door. I fell on the floor and catch my breath. I got up and walk out.