| 18+ | Completed | • • • "Did you wax that p*ssy for me? Make it nice and smooth?" • • • River Ballas has a talent for one thing: Cooking. Well two things, if you count harboring a secret fixation on someone- a talent. Vance Lawson was her secret. Her roommate's cold and asshole-ish older brother was not supposed to be in her mind as she laid in bed at night, wondering how skilled his hands really are. And he - definitely - wasn't supposed to be on her culinary school schedule listed as the teacher in room D32.

He stared down at me with those cold dark eye's. Backing me up against the wall with his hand pressed against my throat he growled out. "Do you know the ways I could kill you? The things I could do to you babydoll? I'll ask you again, what did you see in my black bag?" Through tears, I stammered out. "N-nnothing. I saw nothing" Giving me that malicious smile of his, he spoke in that deep Italian accented voice "Good answer Laney, good answer". Finally letting me go, I placed my hand to my throat where his hand had burned into my skin, and watched him leave me standing there. Little did I know that when I robbed him as a prank it would change my life forever. LIttle did I know he harbored dark secrets and was the rising Italian mafia boss. Little did I know he would become so important to me. Little did I know that London Harper would own me heart, body, and soul. What the hell was I thinking. I came to this small southern town strictly for business, yet managed to get robbed by some college girl. If it had been anyone eles, they would be dead before the sun set, but I can't bring myself to harm her. She has become my obsession. I eat, breath, sleep Laney Valor. Wanting so bad to whisk her back to New York with me,to live the normal life for once, but how can I corrupt the soul of this innocent beautiful girl. She knows nothing of my darkness, nothing of the mafia lifestyle. Torn between what's right and what's wrong, I leave her behind, but this wicked women seems to keep popping up in my life in the most unexpected ways. Laney simply won't disappear. Let the corruption begin..... 🚫 Warning: This is a dark romance. Intended for mature reader's.

·~·~·~·~·~·~· "I love you ." said Lorenzo "I love you more ." i said "Impossible." He responded ·~·~·~·~·~·~· Valarie's and her twin sister , Jordyn , life's have never been the best . Now seniors in highs school, will things stay the same ? Especially since there's a new boy in town . and not to mention that he's in the mafia . (The book is better than the description) Edited , but there still might be some mistakes . Do point them out 🙃 . -Enjoy 🥰

"Take off the hoodie!" "No Jaycee! Just leave me alone!" "Tatum take it off now. He demanded She groaned and shrugged off the hoodie, Jaycee grumbled seeing she had a long sleeve on under her hoodie. "That too." He said, giving her a tone and look that left no room for argument. She sighed and took her long-sleeved shirt off as well, looking down at her feet as she covered her chest with her arms. "That's it! I'm calling him. This has gone on for too long." He growled. "No!" Tatum reached for his phone, snatching it from his hands, never looking at the phone, never realizing it was too late, Jaycee had already hit call. She just glared at Jaycee. "You promised Jaycee! that you wouldn't say anything!" She yelled. "Well I'm sorry, but I'm going to break this promise, Tatum. You need to tell him." "Jaycee, you can't tell Grey!" "Call him right now and tell him yourself Tatum or I will." His voice was low and demanding. "We're not even on good terms Jaycee, we haven't talked since he kicked me out after HE kissed me!" She cried, falling to her knees and that's when she saw Jaycee's phone screen, how it displayed an ongoing call. She was deadly silent as she shakily brought the phone to her ear. "Hello?" "What are you hiding Tatum?" His voice asked, too calm for her liking. She stayed silent and looked up at Jaycee hopefully, she gulped as he just crossed his arms over his chest. "Tell Jaycee to bring you to the house." And he hung up. "Take me to the house." She mumbled and she stood up, handing him the phone, and shrugged her long-sleeved shirt back on, holding her hoodie in her hands. To say she was petrified was an understatement.

Amelia Jackson is angry, strong and selfless Jace Falls is angry, strong and selfish They attend the same college, but they totally ignore the fact that they're both taking part in underground fighting. Each for a different reason. What happens when they meet, and he feels a sudden urge to know everything about her? #1 romance (14/6/2020) #1 teenagers (21/6/2020) #1 anger (22/1/2021) #2 fighting (1/2/2021) (Still in construction/ updating every few days)

'HOLY SHIT!' Madalyne takes a deep breath when she realizes what just happened. She feels hot and bothered but at the same time confused; how can a stranger with whom she just made an eye contact for half a second make her this excited? As if he just showed her power, dominance, possession just through his eyes. Her heart begins beating rapidly in an unknown feeling. What is it? Why did one eye contact cause her to feel restless? "Move!" A dangerously deep British voice growls behind her. "Sorry? What did you just say?" "Are you deaf? Leave!" "Why should I? I got the seat first!" "Listen girl, I am in no mood for this so just move out of my fucking seat." "I think the fuck not," -------------------------------------- It is unbelievable how fast a day changes from despising each other to having a one night stand. Will Madalyne make the same mistake? Will Madalyne open up about her past to anyone? And will that 'anyone' be Xavier? Why does everyone fear Xavier? Will Madalyne get to know what goes on in his personal life? Xavier, who rarely shows up at the University, is feared by everyone around. What happens when his eyes lay on her? His story...

[UNEDITED] "So the basis of the arrangement is I will pay for your last three years of medical school, pay you a generous monthly stipend and help you get into UW's internal residency program in exchange for-" "-Sex" I cut him off frankly. "Sex?" He chuckled, shaking his head "does it look like I have trouble getting laid? No not sex. To marry me, purely for appearances of course" A blank stare flashed across my face, "I'm sorry, what?" ••• It's a classic tale with a whole new twist. He's the boy who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and she's the girl who doesn't put up with anyone's shit. So naturally, he wants the one thing he can't have, her. Lennox is an aspiring oncologist by day, and a freelance escort by night. Medical school is expensive, and as a young woman in her prime she would be garnering her fair-share of one night stands anyways. Might as well turn a profit. Beckham, your typical reckless trust-fund baby. A playboy, a hothead, an all-around hot mess. He needs to grow up, or he risks losing everything. As the heir to an internationally acclaimed company marrying a doctor would be the perfect way to bring legitimacy not only to his reputation but his secure his place as CEO. There's a thousand reasons it could all go wrong, but what if by some strange stroke of luck... It all goes right? [WARNING: Story contains sexually explicit content and may not be suitable for those under the age of 18.] 12/15/20: RANKED #1 under BWWM 12/30/20: RANKED #1 under Scandalous 2/22/21: RANKED #8 under Black Girl 3/4/2021 & 3/30/21: RANKED #1 under Interracial Romance

"He met her on life's darkest road;her soul became his moon" --------------- Luna Violetta Reyes, the 17-year-old daughter of Leonardo Alphonso Reyes: Boss of the Spanish Mafia. The next heir to the throne, known as "Angel de la Muerte" trained to be a boss, she brings fear among men and women. She's cold, ruthless, and heartless. Under the cold facade is a girl who suffered too many heartbreaks and too many losses. Will somebody finally break down the walls of her cold heart or, will she have to face her demons alone? Angelo Vitale Barzetti, the 18-year-old son of Arnaldo Reese Barzetti: Don of The Italian Mafia. Next in line to take over his father: he's ruthless, cruel, emotionless. Known as "Creazione del Diavolo" he is feared by many, has no mercy to kill, people envied all the power he held, girls want him to notice them then more than a fuck but he never saw anything more to women than a one-night stand ever since SHE came along and left him to pieces. Will two broken souls fit together perfectly or destroy each other beyond repair? With enemies lurking around the corner will Angelo and Luna be able to survive the war that's coming? Secrets and lies will unfold but who will survive?

#1 in Latin 2020 #1 in stripper 4/03/20 #4 in Mafia 3/27/20 #3 in German 4/19/20 {Guns Over Roses #1} 18+ Before her, he was fearless , someone mothers warned you about, he was death itself in human form but of course he was the King. Her heels kissed the floor with every step she took. Slowly how her long melanin legs worked themselves on walking closer to me. "Is that all you need sir ?" Her full plump lips just ready for me to attack. "Sir?" "I need one more thing before you go." Her innocent eyes looked me straight down to my soul but Whew she wasn't so innocent at all. She was a vixen to be tamed. "And that is?" I didn't even realized what I was doing until I felt her smooth skin against my hand as I slowly stroke her cheek. Them lust full eyes roaming my every move. "Strip for me." |THIS IS NOT A BDSM BOOK| Slow updates