First-time publishing- Bonnie Davis is a sweet innocent girl. She has friends that get her into a lot of shit, but she always has a way. Okay...well, she was innocent until she got kidnapped and some how fell for her kidnapper. Enzo Romano, leader of the Italian mafia. He's mean, ruthless, disrespectful, but damn he's hot!! **Warning!!** -mature/ sexual scenes -strong language -shaming -torture- I realized some is a bit extreme, but don't worry I warn you before any scenes come up. -disorders/ abuse -mental health -sexual assault -highly toxic! -18 or older!!!!!! I mean if you can handle it then go ahead. You have been warned!!! ________ THE PICTURES IN THIS BOOK ARE FROM GOOGLE & PINTEREST!

𝐎𝐮𝐫 '𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭' 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞.

❗️Mature❗️ The weight of his fingers inside the wet mess in my core made me lose control, I didn't even know my body could do things like that. He went faster, and faster and faster. Until I was practically moaning his name, and the look in his eyes told me he'd liked it. Just as I was close to release, he removed his fingers, and I let out a groan. His hands was still around my neck as he leaned forward, for a minute I thought he was going to kiss me, but that idea was carried away with the wind, instead he came closer to my ear and whispered. "Trouble makers aren't allowed to get pleasure." Then he let go... ~~~ 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 was a daddy's girl, getting whatever she wants whenever she wants, but after her parents died in a house fire she decided to leave her spoil behavior behind her. Until the day she met Nicolas.

(Book #1 of Sinners of the Dark) He had a habit of dragging darkness just about everywhere he went. Darkness wrapped in Armani. His personality colder than a block of ice. She was loud, carefree and tainted around the edges. I played by the rules. I did what was asked of me. Until I met the one person that could destroy everything I had worked for. I hated him since our first encounter, and now I was forced to tolerate him. He was called gadyuka in Russia, but he was known as the Sin in the deep underground of New York. Handsome face filled with violence, commanding, gorgeous and deadly. A killer, a thief, a sociopath, and feared by all. A made man. He came dressed in all black. Gold cuff links. Tattoos burned into his skin. He had the ability to pin me to the ground with a single glare and made me feel things I didn't want to. He was absolutely unhinged. Frightening. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm. And before he crushed the key; I was going to fuck with the serpent, and then I was going to hunt him. He just didn't know it yet. - preview - "I'll fucking ruin your life, Elena. Corrupt every goddamn part of your body, and soul. And when I'm done with you, you'll get on your knees and thank me." His low voice snarled. Desperate. He backed me into a wall. He grabbed me by the throat, but didn't choke me. Just kissed me so deep I forgot whose air I was breathing. "I'm not fucking done with you, Elena. And if it is up to me, I'm not done fucking you either."

Charlotte is kidnapped and shipped half way across the world when clubbing with friends. After being sold she tries to find any possible way to make the mans life a nightmare, her quick witt and need to prove that she isn't scared may just get her killed. She'll go down fighting, that's for sure. Magic is a man with no humour, he loves his money and wants to live up to his awful fathers legacy. Charlotte sure makes it difficult to do business when making him frustrated and angry. Violence is the only way he's been taught, will that change? ___________________________________________ He bites his lip in frustrations trying to hold back anger, I've already broken his 'rule' oops. "Yes, that's the name I go by and you will use it" "Oh so, it's not your real name, so what is your real name", I giggle. "No one knows my real name, you will never know my real name, do you understand?", He questions. "Yes I do Bossman", sarcasm laced through my words. "You're pushing your luck Charlotte, one more peep out of that smart mouth and you'll be sorry", he deeply scowls. I stand up out of the chair and lean over the desk, "I don't give a flying fuck" ___________________________________________ RATED R ⚠️READ AT OWN RISK⚠️ -Violence -Smut -Sexual abuse/SA -Drug abuse -Mental health -Bad Language ⚠️READ AT OWN RISK⚠️ BOOK COVER DESIGNED BY: @DeepestDesiire

I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words

Warning:- Mature content. Grace stepped back in fear when he stepped ahead. "Do it again and I will break your legs..." He warned. Her eyes filled with tears. "Chief, I am sorry... I didn't want to, but it happened all of a sudden... I had no idea..." She sobbed. Dominick grabbed her chin harshly. "Open your mouth for only one thing in front of me..." He gritted, and she whimpered and sobbed when he let it go with a jerk. "Please don't punish me... I am sorry" She pleaded but her words fell on deaf ears. "I don't want to do it, chief, please... I am scared of this... Please, please..." She cried. "Strip..." He ordered while walking towards the wall. Her eyes widened when he did that. Grace couldn't think properly. Out of fear, she ran towards the door, but the poor girl didn't know that she couldn't open it. ***** Grace is a nice and intelligent girl, but her kindness is her enemy. She was living a happy and peaceful life until a Mob boss knocked on her door. Grace had to sacrifice herself to the devil for her father's mistakes. But does this devil have a heart? How will Grace deal with this silent and cruel man who doesn't even talk to her? How long can she do it for her father? After all, it's not easy to have sex with a mob boss. (It's a sample)

Very detailed and erotic short stories, read at your own risk. I wanted to add something different to the mix. I hope you enjoy any suggestions or general feedback make sure you comment! Enjoy ;)

This Young man by the name of Chris Jones known as CJ he's from Sanford North Carolina lives in Raleigh North Carolina making a better living for himself & taking care of his family. He's A Inventory Specialist trying to move up as A management supevisor As things been going well for him within his success has came along way. A Lot of things are about to happen when it unfolds secrets are coming out from him but also about his friends keeping secrets that's been hiding for a while now. Plus chris jones is a virgin but he's been fantasizing some things he's missing & once he gets his first it won't be the last until he's enjoying the satisfaction.

She needs him. He gives it to her. She couldn't get enough of it. The addiction starts, then she learns the meaning of love. Meet Ansley, a sex-crazed 21-year old who's addiction circles around cheetos, boys and rough, hot sex. She's no stranger to getting down and dirty, but she's oblivious to this thing called love. Now here comes Matt, the school jock who's always got the hots for A. They cross paths, magic happens. Well, for A at least. She wants him. Badly. But Matt doesn't seem interested, that's a first. He's too vague and A is not buying any of it. Then it happened. Poof! Ansley gets into something she's totally unfamiliar with. Butterflies in her stomach, her heart pounding out of her chest, the lot. She wanted so much more but, she's not getting any more. Poor girl. Will she win it big or, will she strike out? Will she ever learn, or will she always be the naughty girl? *Disclaimer* Contains graphic language and sexual scenes that may not be appropriate for readers under 18. All characters are made of fiction.