Nikolai sat on the edge of the bed like a shadow carved out of ice and fire. His dress shirt was unbuttoned, sleeves rolled to his elbows, revealing forearms inked in thick black and scars I didn't recognize. His tie hung loose around his neck. One hand held a crystal tumbler of vodka, the other draped across his thigh, fingers lazily tapping. His hair was a little messy-like he'd been pacing, or running his hand through it for the last hour. But his eyes... They were clear. Sharp. Hungry. Focused on me. My mouth opened, but nothing came out. I stood in the doorway, barefoot and flushed from the night, heart climbing up my throat. He didn't speak right away. Just looked me over like he was taking inventory of what was his. Then he spoke-in Russian, slow and deliberate: "Иди сюда котёнок." "Come here kitten" The air turned thick. Almost electric. I didn't move. My muscles locked, my mind racing. I could feel the alcohol slipping from my system, replaced by something sharper. Colder. Power. His power. I swallowed hard. "Nikolai..." He took a slow sip of vodka, never breaking eye contact. Then leaned forward slightly, voice low but lethal. "Don't make me have to come get you, котёнок." "Kitten"

In a world of opulence and privilege, the governor's daughter, Ophelia, appears to have it all-but behind the carefully curated façade lies a deep emptiness. Treated like a pawn in the game of life, she yearns for freedom. On a fateful night, overwhelmed by despair, she ventures to a cliff, ready to end her pain. Just as she's about to leap, her life turns unexpectedly when a mysterious man intervenes. Logan, a contract killer with a troubled past, is there to dispose of a body but finds himself offering to help the woman in purple end it all. He saves her from the brink, an unlikely bond begins to form between them-a dangerous liaison that challenges their worlds.

𝗜𝗩𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗝𝗘𝗡𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗦 is the perfect little ballerina - soft-spoken, obedient, and untouched by the world that sold her. To everyone else, she's just a quiet girl with lowered eyes and pointed toes. But 𝗥𝗔𝗙𝗔𝗘𝗟 𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗢 knows better. He sees the way her hands tremble. The way her smile doesn't reach her eyes. The way she obeys like she's afraid not to. And it pulls him in. She was promised to him-a contract sealed in blood, not love-and now she belongs to a man as cold as he is calculated and controlling. Rafael doesn't crave her affection. He isn't looking to be wanted. What he wants is to unravel her. To possess every piece of the girl the world calls delicate. But Ivory isn't fragile. She's fractured. And the closer he gets, the more she falls apart for him. In a world of shadows, power, and pain, their connection becomes something twisted. Addictive. Dangerous. Because when you give yourself to a monster... you don't get to choose what parts of you he keeps. And when control slips... Desire takes its place. And Rafael never loses. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ・❥・ "Careful, Ivory. I play rougher when someone thinks they can outmatch me." ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ・❥・ { 18+ | Dark Mafia Romance } 𝖢𝖮𝖯𝖸𝖶𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖤 𝟤𝟢𝟤5 @𝗐𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗆

Bellamy is no stranger to the weight of expectations. As the seventeen-year-old daughter of a powerful mafia don, she's been raised in the shadow of a dangerous legacy. While her father and mother are hesitant to let her step into their world, Bellamy is determined to prove herself worthy of taking her father's place at the helm of the family business. But it's not easy-especially when she struggles with autism and often feels like she's fighting to be understood in a world that demands perfection. With her twin sister, Bay, by her side, Bellamy juggles the chaos of high school life and the intense pressures of her family's criminal empire. But when her feelings for her best friend evolve into something deeper, Bellamy must navigate the complexities of love and loyalty, all while trying to prove she has what it takes to survive in the cutthroat world of the mafia. As Bellamy battles to earn her place in her family's legacy, she'll have to decide if she's ready to face the dangerous reality of what it means to be both a mafia heir and the woman she is becoming.

❝You can go fuck yourself, 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭.❞ The young man scoffs, a bitter laugh trailing from his lips as he lazily eyes her barely clothed figure, his cold eyes only showing an ounce of interest, a miniscule speck of desire. ❝Now why would I do that when I have 𝐲𝐨𝐮 here?❞ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ What happens when the hot, rich, and very complicated All-Star football player cross paths with a dancer who makes him question it all? 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝟎𝟒/𝟏𝟓/𝟐𝟓

Seven is a lucky number. But for Lucille Black it might just be unlucky. After seven years in Hell she comes back to Earth to find her boyfriend Saint living a totally separate life. A life that does not include or need her. With her intentions of making sure he's okay uncover a dark secret, she grapples with the choice of letting Saint go down a dangerous path or doing everything in her power to stop him. In this world we dive into Saint's side of the story and give him center stage to live a life separate from Luci. Will Luci save Saint from himself? Or will she find out what happens when Heaven and hell fall? SEQUEL TO WHEN HEAVEN AND HELL MEET. you can read it as a stand alone if you want but it may lack context.

Jade has absolutely no experience when it comes to romance, sexually to be specific. Her (sort of) childhood friend, however, is the opposite and offers to let her practice with him. How far will Jun go to teach his new roommate, Jade, the basics of physical touch? 💋

"So umm...What are you doing on your phone?" I look up at her and we lock eyes. This time I got a good look at her face. Big brown eyes, naturally long eyelashes, dark skin, and a head full of curls. She's pretty. Too bad her mouth opens without my permission. "So umm...Do you ever shut the fuck up?" I don't bother waiting for her response, I grab my shit and I leave to make my call to Randy. It's not like he had a real job, all he does is sell drugs, smokes crack, and sits on the couch like the lazy motherfucker he is. If he doesn't pick up on the first call, we're gonna have a problem. [][][][][][][][][] Blessing and Hudson are nothing alike...But are they really? Forced to sit next to their best friends, whom are in a relationship, they become the third wheels. Blessing's talkative and childish nature annoys the hell out of Hudson. Nonetheless, there was something about her that pulled him closer. Hudson is the type of guy Blessing's parents warned her about, but she felt intrigued by his "bad boy" demeanor. As time progresses, a great spark develops between the two. Too bad neither one of them knew how, nor wanted, to put out the flame. #1 third wheel 12/4/24 #39 black girl 12/31/24

Constance is a devout black Mormon who wants to achieve the highest title any Mormon woman can have, heavenly mother. Jedidah is the sadistic pastor's son who hates everything that has to do with the church of Latter-Day Saints. What happens when Jedidah lays his eyes on Constance? Will he crush her entirely, making her too impure for heavenly status? Or could she change him, and make him holy again? ________ "You see this shed? This is the shed that I'm going to lock you inside of, and fuck the Jezebel out of you. Look at what you've turned me into, repent for your sins darlin, or else you'll be eye to eye with the devil himself." He whispered in my ear. ________ Started: 1/8/25 Ended: #5 wmbw 2/22/25

I lied," I say still looking at his lips, he opens his eyes and gazes over at me. "Uh oh," he whispers, not breaking eye contact. I am suddenly aware of his lingering stare. He looks at me everywhere, every inch, there was no hiding from it. His gaze lingers on my lips. "Why do you think it's okay to lie to me?" He teases, staring into my eyes. He takes my hand and kisses it. I stare dumbfounded and lose my train of thought for a moment. "I'm good at lying," I say with a shrug. He only smirks and kisses my hand again. He then pulls me towards him, so that I am on top of him. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Nora Farris is grief stricken by the death of her father eight months ago. Nora tries to gain a sense of normalcy as her senior year of high school draws to a close, but her plans are thrown off track when she bumps into Ezra Montgomery at her weekly therapy sessions. Ezra and Nora both have their own long lists of problems, could they figure them out together, or will their baggage be too much for them both to carry?