❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

Mora Bennett had her whole life planned out. At twenty-two years old, she was a senior at Brown University, graduating at the top of her class on the path to becoming a medical doctor. Raised in a strict Caribbean household where discipline, reputation, and faith meant everything, Mora was taught that success came before love. Her parents expected perfection - perfect grades, perfect image, perfect future. And Mora delivered. Beautiful, intelligent, and soft-spoken, Mora carried herself with elegance that turned heads everywhere she went. Her deep brown skin glowed like warm honey under city lights, her curls always perfectly styled, and her dark eyes held both ambition and quiet loneliness. People admired her from a distance, but very few ever truly knew her. Then she met Matteo De Luca. Matteo was danger wrapped in expensive suits and a calm smile. Tall, tattooed, and carrying the kind of confidence that made rooms go silent, he appeared to be nothing more than a wealthy Italian businessman with old money and powerful connections. But beneath the polished image, Matteo secretly ruled one of the most feared mafia organizations on the East Coast - an empire inherited after his father's violent death. Cold to the world yet strangely gentle with Mora, Matteo becomes obsessed with the woman who doesn't fear him, doesn't chase his money, and sees something human beneath his darkness. Mora tries to resist him at first. He represents everything her family warned her about: danger, chaos, temptation. But love doesn't care about rules. The deeper Mora falls into Matteo's world of bloodstained loyalty, family secrets, betrayal, and power, the more she realizes the man she loves may destroy everything she spent her entire life building. And Matteo soon learns Mora might be A passionate love story about devotion, culture, ambition, danger, and choosing between the life you were raised for... and the person your heart can't live without.

She just looked up at me, breath catching in her throat, eyes wide and wet beneath the streetlight. The pink of her dress shimmered under the glow, her skin gleaming like bronze polished by heat and defiance. "You want to dance drunk in some stranger's hands?" I demanded, jaw tight. "Fine. Just say it." She stared at me. Furious. Flushed. Shaking. Then she whispered, "Why does it matter so much?" I didn't answer. Couldn't. Because the truth would've ripped open everything. So it came out before I could stop it-low, guttural, the sound of something breaking free. "Because you're not theirs." She froze. And then... she stepped closer. Just a breath. Just a whisper of space left between us. "Then kiss me," she said, voice soft but certain. "You always stop. You always pull away. You tell me you notice me. That you protect me. But you never kiss me." She looked up at me, trembling. "So kiss me. Or let me go." I didn't move. Not for a heartbeat. Not for five. Because I knew what would happen once I did. There would be no turning back. Not for her. Not for me. She looked like sin and sweetness wrapped in fire and I'd already gone too long pretending I didn't want to burn. So I moved. One hand slid to her waist, dragging her closer. The other tangled in the back of her curls, angling her mouth to mine. And then I kissed her. God, I kissed her. Like she was the only source of oxygen left in the world. Like her lips were something I could consume. Like kissing her could fix every cracked, corrupted thing inside me. It wasn't gentle. It was possession. Teeth, tongue, breathless heat and broken restraint. Her mouth opened under mine. I took advantage tasting rum, rebellion and something so soft I nearly lost my balance. Her fingers gripped my jacket like she was afraid I'd disappear if she let go.She moaned into me. That sound soft, desperate, mine shot straight to the center of my chest. I deepened the kiss, groaning as her body arched into mine,

She's had a regular life. Regular parents trying to make ends meet. As a teenager she got a job part time working for a diner in town. She's just a small town girl anyways, what could shake this small town up? A man stopped for lunch one day at the only diner in a rundown town. Most in the state know him. Only someone outside of Texas or a small town wouldn't really know him. His father runs the company, he's taking over in a few months. When they meet it's a light conversation followed by unforgettable thoughts and what could of happened.

Katherine. Gangster Drug addict Depressed Isabella Rosewood. College student Sweet, cute scary when angry _____ "I've been stalking you" Katherine said. "Huh" Isabella said confused. "Since i laid my eyes on you, i can't stop thinking about you and all the things i wanna do with you" Katherine continued. "I wanna fuck you so hard, kiss you till you out of breath..." Isabella stared dumbfounded and surprisingly found herself reacting to Katherine's words. "P-please" Isabella stammered. "Kiss me" Katherine smirked. ***** Main story(gxg/ GL) Side story(bxb/ BL) CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains detailed scenes of mature content, extreme violence, emotional traumas, psychological/ sexual abuse, mental issues, substance abuse, foul languages, toxicity, obsession which may be triggering to some readers. Started: 24th July, 2023. Highest Rankings; #2- Bloody #7- Knife {cover photo not mine. credit to owner.}

She was never supposed to matter to him. Desmond Cole has everything money, power, a corner office with a view of an empire he inherited and women he forgets by morning. He doesn't do feelings. He doesn't do complications. And he certainly doesn't do hotel housekeepers. But when Anaya Mensah spills coffee down his shirt and meets his fury with steady, unbothered eyes something shifts in him. Something dangerous. Anaya doesn't have time for men like Desmond. She has a mother fighting to stay alive, a five-year-old sister who calls her name first, and a dignity she guards like it's all she owns. The last thing she needs is a rich, cold-eyed stranger who looks at her like she's a problem he wants to solve. He thinks she's a challenge. Some people walk into your life and rearrange everything. Desmond Cole is that kind of dangerous.

Charisma Jones, desperate to escape her traumatic past, packed her bags and moved to the bustling streets of New York City. She was supposed to be building a better life for herself-not being forced to patch up a bleeding crime boss in her apartment. When a mysterious man shows up on her doorstep demanding medical attention for a half-dead stranger, her chance at a new life quickly slips through her fingers. She's caught between the impossible task of running and becoming a liability or becoming an accomplice in an ever-deepening conflict. Everything changes when the man she's saving wakes up and calls her "angel." That single word sends them on a chaotic journey one could only deem as fate. Damien Deluca doesn't do romance. He doesn't get attached. Yet, something about Charisma pulls at him in a way nothing and no one ever has. In a world where trust is a death sentence and lies are currency, Charisma and Damien are playing a dangerous game neither of them can afford to lose. Because in the crime world, falling in love with the wrong person isn't just risky. It's deadly. ***MATURE 18+ SCENES, CONTENT & LANGUAGE*** Author's Note: Hello everyone! This is a work in progress and I'm in the middle of doing major re-writes and edits! Thank your patience and support!

Demetria Montella, a sixteen almost seventeen year old, teenager from Northern England, who is suffering from grief and selective mutism. She's never had a good life. Even when it was just Demetria and her guilt stricken mother, who made one bad decision, and ended up being the mother she never wanted to be. After her mother's death, Demetria finds herself in a care home. Where she is to stay...until her social worker pulls her out of class. Only to tell her she's been missing for eleven years. In Spain. Not only is she a missing person, she also has a family. A father. A step mother. And five older brothers. Will Demetria take their help? Will she take the chance to live a different life? Who will help her along the way? Will she even find help?

Five years after a night of forbidden passion, a powerful mafia Don's violent pursuit of a debt leads him back to the enigmatic dancer unaware that she holds a secret that could shatter his empire: his heir. •••••••• Tristian Perry, the undisputed kingpin of New York's underworld, lives by a strict code: power, respect, and ruthless efficiency. A chance encounter five years ago with a young stripper named Lyric Raven resulted in a single night of intense passion, a night he barely remembers amidst the chaos of his life. Lyric, on the other hand, never forgot Tristian. That night left her with Trevor , a son she's fiercely protected, keeping his paternity a secret. Now, five years later, their worlds collide again with explosive force. Tristian, enraged by a dealer's betrayal, traces him to his apartment, only to find Lyric and Trevor living there with him. He kidnaps them both, intending to use them as leverage against her brother until his debt is paid. Lyric, hardened by five years of single motherhood but still possessing the spark that initially captivated him, ignites a dangerous desire he thought he'd buried. Tristian is torn between his ruthless nature, his growing affection for Trevor, and his re-emerging obsession with Lyric.

#mpreg When cheesy Jungkook flirting with Jimin which is a shy boy. "Hi cutie, I'm Jungkook" Jungkook reached out his hand to the shorty boy. "Do you have a name or.....can I call you, mine?" "I'm not y-yours...I have a name." Jimin laughed shyly. "And your name is.....beautiful?" #FICTION *I'm not good at English... Sorry in advance!