Emery Ashford had a smart mouth. She was known for it. As an outgoing teenager Emery was always hanging out with friends and with a lack of filter she always said what was on her mind. Especially if it had to do with that irritative jock. She hated him with every fiber in her body. She hated his charming nature, his arrogance, his lack of care, and the way he got on her nerves. But the thing she hated most, although she'd never admit it, is that she would stick up for him. Not like he ever needed it. She wanted nothing more than to get away from him. But it's completely impossible. He lived right across the street. Everything about senior year had been going smoothly until, Bang. Jackson Riley had a pretty mouth. Pretty face too. As the school's football captain he's always been the talk. For years he's been entertained by the smartass that is Emery Ashford. She was a pain in his ass, but he knew he'd be bored without her. When he ends up giving Emery another concussion, he's determined to make the last two months of her senior year hell. That's if he hasn't been doing that already. There's only one thing in his way. Concussion or not Emery isn't going down without a fight. It seems the more she doesn't want him around, the more he happens to be. She thinks her life is spiraling into the ground...but maybe she has it all wrong. With an offer she can't refuse and a heat of the moment bet, it's time for the both of them to realize that there's a thin line between love and hate. And with an injury like this, that line is surely to blur. #1 in annoying [12/30/22] #1 in brothersbestfriend [1/6/23] #1 in hate [1/15/23] #1 in teens [1/28/23] #1 in tension [3/18/23] #1 in summer [5/8/23] #1 in player [5/13/23] Started [Oct 2022] Finished [May 2023]

My name is Roxanne Knight, I was born into the Italian Mafia and was destined to be the best female assassin. But life takes its mysterious ways and I end up falling in love with my enemy. Find out what happens on Rivals To Lovers. 🖤✨ # 1 mafiaromance #1 normallife #1 russians #4 rivals #1 fightforlove # 6 fightforsurvival #3 tilldeathdouspart #12 dangerous #34 sisters #3 mafialife #65 enemiestolovers

He kept his hand on my neck and inched closer to me. I turned my head slightly and he took the opportunity to nuzzle his nose in my neck. Taking in a deep breath, his hand slid from my throat and wrapped around my waist. What? I was confused and scared. "You always smell so good." He said, the vibration from his mouth tickled my neck. Suddenly the bell rang. "I-I need to get to class" I whispered and placed my hands on his shoulders and lightly pushed him back. His eyes immediately hardened as he roughly grabbed my neck and slammed me back into the wall. This time his body pressed on mine. "You'll leave when I say you can." He said as his other hand snaked into my hair and gripped it softly. "Did you really think just because our parents are getting married that things would change for you?" Joella Stevens is a straight A student and junior in high school. She's very sweet and soft spoken. Her mother has been dating for a while but she has never brought anyone home to meet her. That is until one man pops the big question. Joella finds herself struggling to stay calm when she learns that her mom's new fiancé is the father to her longtime bully, Haden Cooper. Haden Cooper is a Senior and captain of the football team. He's very handsome and charming but there is a dark/controlling side to him and a hidden family history Joella has yet to learn of. Joella tries to avoid him, but she can't seem to get out of his grasp. Things only start to get more intense once Joella and her mother move in with Haden and his father. WARNING: Some of the content in this story can be a trigger for some. Highest Rankings: #1 Abduction #1 Controlling #3 Bwwm #4 Stepbrother #7 Alphamale #8 WMBW

BIG DISCLAIMER: I wrote this book when I was a CHILD. The MC's are underage. If it makes you uncomfortable, please DO NOT read. This book is still up due to it being a comfort book, outside the smut. It touches on mental health and can be relatable. PLEASE, THIS IS A WARNING! THEY ARE UNDERAGE. "let me tell you something, darling. you've unlocked a side of me, even I fear. but since you want to keep me up all night, challenging me, he's gonna show up at some point." Mateo whispers, huskily into my ear, gripping my neck. "what are you talking about?" I whisper. "like how I show no mercy when killing someone. I can also show no mercy in bed. you're not sensitive, so you should be able to take the degrading. right, Tesoro?" he asks, i nod. "you know it's not true though. you know I love and cherish you, beautiful," he says slowly. "right?" "mhm." I nod. Mateo slowly starts speeding up his thumb, on my clit. "right. now I know, my Tesoro isn't so vanilla and innocent. So tell me, love. do you have any kinks?" the question catches me off guard. do I? "ya," I mumble. "I want you to list them," he whispers, I can hear the smirk on his face. "bondage, CNC- shit- dirty talk, uh-um, choking, degrading, stimulation. fuck i can't think," I mumble. "you've said my favourites, but have you ever heard of darcyphilia?" he asks, slowly entering his finger again. "n-no." I stutter. "well, I want to fuck you, overstimulate you, edge you, until you're in tears, chanting your safe word." _________________________________ ⚠️ I WON'T CONSIDER THIS BDSM, BUT IT DOES CONTAIN HEAVY SMUT⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK DOES NOT PROMOTE TEEN PREGNANCY⚠️ ⚠️EVERYTHING OTHER THEN THE MAFIA CULTURE AND RACIAL CULTURES ARE FICTION⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS CONSIDERED 18+ BUT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT... I AIN'T YOUR PARENT. BUT DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU⚠️ ⚠️YES THE GIRL IS ON BIRTH CONTROL FROM THE GET-GO⚠️

𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐭𝐡: 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬. 𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴, 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦. Meet Delilah, a girl whose past was destroyed because of a certain green-eyed boy. Meet Maxwell, the green-eyed boy who destroyed her, and vowed to do it all again. What will happen when they are bound in an alliance called marriage? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘷𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥. What happens when they realize that the person who was responsible for their nightmares is the answer to their hiraeth. ||Highest Rank: 1 in mafiagirl[16/9/2021]|| [𝘖𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨] ♡ [𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴]♡ [𝘜𝘯𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥]♡

"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