"Well hello" he grinned in his smooth english accent. The sound of which sent shivers down my spine for all the right reasons. "Boys aren't you going to introduce me?" he asked Sam and Dean. Grace might think Crowley is the man for her, but what will she do when she finds out the real reason she's dreaming about the devil?

It's the first day of her last year college and she hates the place. But when Grace meets her new tutor Jeffrey Dean Morgan, college isn't so much of a chore anymore. He is tall, dark and handsome with just the right amount of scruff. There is sexual tension from the start, but does he feel it too and will either of them cross the line.

Pure smut

○Warning this book contains smut○ - Y/n is 19 year old Senior in high school who is particularly quiet but thats only because she always takes the time to write in her little black notebook filled with filthy thoughts about someone imparticular, but its not who you expect it to be... A hot Teen boy? Guess again.. ◇There is a age gap in this book so if you are not ok with that or if it makes you uncomfortable then you do not have to read, it's your choice.◇

20 year old Dahlia had been on her own all her life So when the Zombie Apocalypse came into the picture it didn't change her life all that much Until she met Negan who ripped away every part of her goodness and destroyed her as a person and of course, made her one of his many wives But when she sees the new beautiful strange man walking around, Daryl Dixon, she discovers there is still hope for her freedom of leaving And all she needed was him to escape the Saviors compound. Could it be that easy? Could finding love be that easy? ⚠ WARNING ⚠ WONT FOLLOW THE STORY LINE UNTIL TWD STARTS BACK IN FEBUARY.

Sweet creature Had another talk about where it's going wrong But we're still young We don't know where we're going But we know where we belong

He got to be with her. He got to love her, even when his group was looking. He got to touch her sweet little body, and make love to her; in a way I never could. I needed her. I needed Ophelia. #3 in Negan #4 in Dwight #8 in Rick Property of zaynmalikvevo_

"You're arranged to marry their daughter." "No!" "The deal is sealed. Your wedding will be in a month." "What?! A fucking month? I didn't sign up for this bullshit. I refuse," I scold slamming my fist against the table. "You have no choice, but to obey son. As heir to the throne this is your sacrifice for our mafia," my father blankly says with nothing, but seriousness in his tone and expression. I go to protest some more. However, he cuts me off ending the meeting with no intention of hearing my opinion. "Leo Castillo Jr will reunite alliances for the first time in history between the Romanov and Castillo mafias," my father firmly announces as he slams the gravel onto the sound block dismissing everyone. As soon as that gravel hit the sound block that was the very moment my life took an entire different course. A course, I wasn't prepared for at all. *********************************************************************************************** Inheriting his father's strong leadership, protectiveness, arrogance, ruthlessness, and love for vengeance. Leo Jr, finds himself caught between what he also inherited from his mother. In the Mafia world, compassion and kindness will only get you killed. How will Leo Jr balance it all in the mafia world especially when the Castillo mafia is one of the most powerful mafias in the state? [ Sequel to Pregnant by a Murderer ] WARNING: MATURE, STRONG LANGUAGE & EXPLICIT CONTENT. Recommended for 18+ readers. Read at your own discretion.

"How dare you fucking disobey me," He grits his teeth clenching his fists while glaring at me. "Please let me go, I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I beg tears sliding down my cheeks slowly backing away from him. "Didn't I make myself clear already? You will never escape from here." My heart sinks down to my stomach. Anger quickly rising making me splutter two words I'd soon would regret. "FUCK YOU!," I scold. "What did you just say?," he grumbles his chocolate brown eyes three shades darker almost looking black. I gasp, as my back hits the wall watching him close in on me. I try to curve to the side, but he immediately closes me in by stretching both of his arms out. His hands firmly flat against the wall. "Repeat what you just said to me Madison," he evilly mutters his eyes locked with mine. "Leo please," I mumble. "You will learn to obey me," he venomously says his hot breathe hitting my flesh near my ear. Suddenly, his large hand grips my neck tightly chocking me. Both of my hands clutches onto his hand trying to free myself from his grip. "P-pl," I struggle to say while trying to breathe. I can feel the life in me slowly slipping away. My vision starting to blur in and out of focus. Leo suddenly lets go of my neck and I helplessly drop to the floor gasping for air like a fish gasps for water. I can feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I realize my life could have ended in the hands of this handsome murderer. "Recognize who you are speaking to. No one, I mean no one ever disrespects Leo Castillo, leader of The Red Eagles!", he firmly says his cold eyes glaring down at me. I stay silent completely mute. My body trembling from pure fear scared to say anything that might upset him again. Leo turns his heel walking out of the room locking it from the outside leaving me in shock of what just happened. "What the fuck did I get myself into?" A/N:DO NOT REPRODUCE/COPY ANY TEXT OR MY STORY IN ANYWAY. I WILL TAKE LEGAL ACTIONS IF NECESSARY!

Louis swears Harry is the only masterpiece in the universe and Harry is convinced Louis is the only canvas he will ever care to look at for the rest of his life. Their love becomes art itself.