"This is Holvan's Sushi hotline, how may I help you?" "That's one sexy voice" "Excuse me?" 🍣 A sushi loving girl and a mysterious hotline voice. Can I say much more? (Cover by @Mistalee_ ) ------- Like Dialogue books? Up for trying something new? Check out this book for a quick and easy read. It's a short and sweet dialogue book with descriptive thoughts as well as proper written chapters to mix things up! You'll fall in love with the characters, trust me, As always, keep reading! -AMG xx - #1 dialogue 18/9/19 (25.8k reads 1.46k votes) #5 Shortstory 19/12/19 (58.2k reads 3.06k votes) #3 shortstory 19/02/20 (125k reads 6.1k votes) #6 shortstory 19/03/21 (375k reads 20k votes) #10 shortstory 27/05/22 (595k reads 33.7k votes)

Coming from nothing, Alex Grayson fought and clawed his way to the top. Creating and founding The Sinners MC all on his own, he becomes the President of the ruthless biker gang. Alex will do anything but go back to the life he used to live, even if that means tearing down everything and everyone in his way. Rosie Jenson is a tough and gentle soul who used to teach before the Graysons tore down her school, and now she's forced to work for none other than the devil himself; Alex Grayson. The two are fire and fire, fighting against each other, fueling the pits deep inside of each other, but what happens when they cant seem to stay away from each other? Rosie has her own secrets and Alex doesn't like baggage. So, what happens when they find something deep inside that calls out to each other? Will they heal or cause each other more pain? (Book One of The Grayson Brothers)

[mature contents] Natalie has been working alongside the boss, until he decided to show her what he was good at. Besides, running the company, he was better in bed.

After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Brimmy Somell decides to take a little...vacation. Little does she know, it turns out to be much more permanent than she had originally thought. After meeting tall, sexy, and mysterious Marcello Pietro, Brimmy finds herself having to make a life-changing decision and putting herself in a dangerous position she'd never imagined to be in. °•°●°•°●°•°●°•° "I love you." He says with no hesitation. It takes a moment for my hazy mind to catch up. I'm still in a daze, mesmerized by his perfections, and the deep dimple set in his cheek. I blink, "What?" "Don't make me say it again." He says, sounding frustrated, but I catch the hint of embarassment in his voice as he runs his hand through his hair and takes a step back. I grab a hold of the neckline to his shirt and yank him back within close proximity of me. "What if I want you to say it again?" I ask, studying his eyes. "Isn't it enough that I said it once?" He scowls, trying to pull back, but I restrain him from doing so. "Nope. Just say it one more time and I'll be satisfied." I state bravely, feeling a boost of confidence I didn't have earlier. He glances down, then looks back up into my eyes, allowing me to spot the vulnerability and uncertainty he feels. "I love you." He says, putting more strength in his voice than he looks to have. I grin, pulling him in for a kiss, but right before I do, I say the one phrase that will seal my fate, "I love you too, big, bad mafia boss." ••••• The story may be rough but the comment section makes up for it. ••••• Word count: 51,173 ••••• Written and published 2018-2019

."The table is for eating isn't it?... Spread your legs Ms. Natalia." Rankings 🏆#1 Sex scenes 🥉#3 Hot 🥇#1 Mature Content 🏆#1 Mature language 🥈#2 BWWM 🥉#3 Sexy 🏆#1 Black hair #9 in Romance out of 1.97M stories. Thank you! ♥️ #16 in Love out of 2.34M stories. Story began: December 2021. Ended:June 2022 *TRIGGER WARNING* SA S.H

"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

𝑯𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒌𝒂... *Book 1 of the 'Sweet' series. Can be read as a standalone* Candy King Company CEO Josh King is a devoted businessman who doesn't do relationships. He does short-term affairs with clearly defined rules. But when a sexy bohemian sweetheart propositions him in a bar, Josh is tempted to want more. Jupiter Rhoades is horrified when she wakes the morning after her twenty-fifth birthday to realize she made a fool out of herself with a sinfully delicious man. She tells herself she doesn't have time for a romance anyway, as she's fighting to keep her mother's beloved Bakery afloat. But that all changes when she collides with her dream man again. As she succumbs to the hot attraction, Jupiter realizes that her Bakery isn't the only thing that needs saving. Josh, driven and unyielding, will burn out unless someone convinces him to taste the sweetness of life. But can Jupiter remember this Sugar Rush is only temporary. ⚠︎WARNING!⚠︎ Contains chocolate eclairs, skinny dipping, hard candy, hammocks, hippie music festivals, and super hot tent sex. Okay seriously though, this book contains mature content so if you don't like erotica this book is not for you....if you do then you in for a treat.

𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘐 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺ed 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. Book one of New York Series (does not need to be read as a series) **** Carlos placed his head next to mine and whispered in my ear. "Who do you belong to slut?" I moaned breathlessly when he entered his finger in my entrance a little but not the whole way. He squeezed my neck again. "You daddy. I b-belong to you daddy." Carlos smirked. "Good girl. Now you will look into the mirror while I fingerfuck you senseless. You will see how much of a desperate slut you are for me. How pathetic and needy your are for Daddy. You will be begging and crying before you cum. You will be screaming and pleading with me to let you cum. You will lose any support in your legs before you cum. Be a good girl and stand still and maybe just maybe you'll be granted the pleasure of a orgasm tonight." He shoved two fingers into me suddenly. I screamed and moaned at the same time. **** She was a innocent naive girl who had been protected and sheltered since an accident when she was young. He was a possessive and dominant boy who preferred to keep to himself than talk to people who didn't matter to him. Most Impressive Rankings #4 badboy #1 daddy #1 possessive #43 romance #12 soft #1 angle #1 innocent #1 naive #1 complete #6 love #1 lavender #4 sensitive Cover by @meesha_lora

Emilia I was so sure I'd never see him again. Not that I didn't want to. But not that I did. After all, he was the one that bailed on me. The one who threw away all those years we had for his own future. I shouldn't have been the one left feeling hurt. Yet somehow, I was. Seeing my best friend now, five years later, at my sister's wedding was the last thing I expected. But I never imagined I'd relive the heartache he left in his wake. And I never imagined falling for Adam Blackwell. Adam I wasn't supposed to see her again. Not that I didn't want to. A part of me did. A part of me always will. Emilia Feye was my best friend. Until I left her in my past and threw our friendship away. It was a mistake that haunts me every single day. It was between my best friend and my career. But I'm not the only one guilty. She did the same thing as me. Seeing her now, five years later, at my brother's wedding was unexpected. I never thought I'd have to suffer the consequences for the mess I made and the friendship I shattered. But I never imagined falling in love with her this time. I never imagined falling in love with Emilia Feye. ... Emilia and Adam meet again, five years after parting and going separate ways for college. They're not eighteen anymore. They're not so selfish anymore. And they're not best friends anymore. They caused each other heartache and now it's time to right their wrongs and make up for those mistakes. Now, in Marbella, Spain. Now, at her sister and his brother's wedding, the two meet again. Except this time, things are different. This time there's anger, frustration, pain, and regret. This time, they're not friends, they're a complicated mess. They call it friendship. We all call it love. . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED