"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

The story of a camgirl and the odd romance with a mysterious middle-aged man she satisfies online. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯... - | WARNING: this story contains mature language, explicit scenes and age-gap. | Copyright © 2019 by jacquemuse. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form of by any means, includying photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical revised and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

❝You can't stop me, bella.❞ He peppered kisses all over my neck, his hands caressing my waist. ❝Why's that?❞ I managed to speak out. ❝Because you did this to me and you need it to fix it ASAP.❞ He smashed his lips onto mine. ⁑ ⁑ ⁑ Highest Rankings: #4 in mature

One girl, four boys. Reverse harem. Ever heard of one of those days? You know the one. One minute your just minding your own business, getting on with life, being a wallflower, then the next you have four hot as sin men all wanting to date you, all together? No me neither, until today.

__❤︎ The Maid and the Mafia King ❤︎__ Losing her father at the age of 20, Bella started to search for jobs. Not to mention, she already was doing 2 jobs. But they were not enough to pay her father's debt. With the help of her friend's cousin, she got the job of working as a maid in a big mansion,owned by a multi billionaire. She heard the owner of the mansion was young and the mansion too screamed rich and power. But what she didn't know was the owner of the mansion was feared by people, the most perilous Mafia king of Italy and around the world. She didn't know one more thing. That the ruthless Mob king was going to claim her 𝑯𝑰𝑺 no matter what. _________ "Sshhh.. no one cares," Lucifer's hot breath hitting my neck as his lips slowly tracing down to my collarbone. "No please- w-we shouldn't ahh.." I gasped as he took the skin of my sweet spot between his teeth. "Don't open your mouth. I won't be responsible for what I would do to you if you open your sweet mouth again, " he didn't give me time to response before he claimed my lips possessively. ________ •[ WARNING ] Contains MATURE CONTENT, VOLGAR LANGUAGE, ABUSE. (18+) _________ Started: 12/08/20 Completed: 24/11/20 •°•°•°• [Cover by me]

A DARK ROMANCE ♥︎ The Mafia and His Girl ♥︎ ❦︎ Alessa Romano. A simple girl. She is enchanting, delightful and sweet, soft like cherry blossom. She is brave, gentle and kind,loved by people around her. She didn't expect her life to be changed when she meets the most perilous man in the world. Stephen Russo. A man feared by people. They call him monster, ruthless and heartless. He rules the country. The most dangerous Mafia king of Italy. He gets everything in just a snap of his fingers, he has everything he ever asked for in all illegal way possible. And now, he wants her. A slap. Just a slap opened the door of hell for Alessa. Would she be able to get away? Or she will fall for the Demon who rules the hell. ❦︎ "What do you want from me?" she cried out. He smirked before clutching her hair in his deadly tight grip. "I want you to be the first thing I touch in the morning and the last thing I taste at night. I want your damn glossy pink pussy lips to crave for my attention. Only mine!" he whispered near her ear, his hot minty breath tickling her skin as he licked her earlobe before ripping her clothes off her body. ___________________ ••[WARNING]•• This book contains mature content,vulgar language, physical abuse.

''Nous sommes un vendredi, Dernier jour de la semaine. Il fait nuit, les lampadaires éclairent faiblement la rue ou quatre adolescents se trouvent. Ne se doutant de rien, ils rient ensemble, se racontent des ragots, ou même les deux garçons font des blagues de type obscène, ce qui fait rougir les deux filles. Ils ne se doutent aucunement de ce qui se passrra. Quelques temps plus tard, les filles, exactement Bety &Sarah saluent les garçons. Elles sont maintenant seules. Un homme surgit derrière elles puis... Plus rien.

Ceci est la suite de mon roman Under is control puisque j'ai perdu le mot de passe de mon compte (je sais je suis stupide de ne pas l'avoir marqué hahahaha) je vais donc continuer la suite sur ce compte!!!! Noewxcl (qui est maintenant noelmx)

J'appuie sur le bouton "coupable" et lève les yeux vers le centre de la pièce où se trouve le dit "accusé". Ce dernier à une odieuse et dérangeante façon de me regarder. Son sourire diabolique m'angoisse. Je sais que c'est complètement fou, mais j'ai l'impression qu'il sait exactement quel choix j'ai fait. Mais pourtant c'est impossible, non? *******************************************