I wrote this when I was 16 give me a break. TAKEN SERIES: BOOK ONE TW: kidnapping, manipulation, toxic/abusive relationship, violence, death, grief, self-harm, suicidal thoughts/attempts, sexual assault, non-consensual sexual content, alcoholism, stockholm syndrome, switching partners, etc. Do not read this story if you get triggered easily. If you decide to continue, that's your own choice. This story will portray a BDSM relationship, NOT counting the toxicity and genuine abuse that goes on throughout it. Do not comment anything unnecessarily judgmental, especially if you don't know what you're talking about. Thank you, enjoy. - - - - - "Don't ever do something like that again, or I will kill you, understood? "Yes, sir." - - - - - After being continuously hurt, left alone, heart broken and losing the one thing that kept her going, Nia Seymour turns to a new job that will show her how to let loose, live her life and make her happy again. The last thing she expected was to be Taken Captive by someone who would turn her life into chaos, make her addicted to the pain and hold her heart in his hands, breaking it and putting it back together over and over again until she's had enough. • • • The second he lays his eyes on her, Callum Rivera's world is turned upside down and he's made his mind up. She's his. He feeds off of the tears she cries, loves the pain all over her face when he hurts her over and over again, whether it's purposefully or not. As time passes and feelings evolve, soon enough the tears falling out of her eyes no longer give him pleasure, only pain and all he wants is for her to be happy, as long as she's with him. • • • The universe is sending challenge after challenge to these two individuals who want nothing but each other. Will they get past these secrets, lies, toxicity and pain? Or will one of them give up? - - - - -

"Seduce me, cara mia." He crooned. "Seduce me like you seduced those other men." * 18 year old, Rosamaria Castro, a trainee at the Italian Mafia is moving on to the last stages of her training which meant learning The Art of Seduction, and from no other than the One and Only, 23 year old, Vincenzo Dominico, the leader of the Italian Mafia. The more time Rosa spent with him, the closer she grew to him emotionally and... physically. There was always more to their story than what the naked eye could see. Join them in their journey full of steamy romance, secrets, and heartbreaks. #1 on fear #1 on seduce [Trigger warning: This book is meant only for mature audiences due to scenes of violence and sexual activity.]

Abuse. Whether it comes from a parent or a significant other is an issue that has brought many into being manipulated, ruined, or even shattered into a hundred different pieces. Alaiya Storm can check off all those things, even though she doesn't realize it. When one day Roman Blackwood; the quarterback of the college football team who has no desire to ever date, sees the way Alaiya is being treated, will he put his hatred aside that he feels for her after a not-so-great interaction? They both find each other irritating. With Roman's sarcastic comments and Alaiya's constant need to stay in this abusive relationship, an annoyance, but also an inability to resist each other grows in a way they didn't expect, nor wanted. ~~~~~~ "I hate you more and more everyday," I say as I turn my head towards her. "Keep going," she encourages me before her mouth begins to suck harder on the crook of my neck. I grip onto the back of the wood tighter while her hand goes to the inside of my hair and pushes my neck closer for her mouth's reach. The minute I feel her tongue begin to glide again, I lose all control instantly. "I don't give a fuck." I throw my stick to the ground and pull her by the back of her throat in under a second as our lips finally connect. ~~~~~~ 1k reads April 30, 2021 10k reads on May 7, 2021 100k reads on May 16, 2021 **** Top Ranks: #1 in College #1 in Football #1 in love story #1 in friends #1 in Series #2 in Happy Ending #3 in bwwm #3 in Humor #3 in Enemies to lovers #4 in Collegeromance

I ran my hands through his hair, my grip firm as I pushed it down slightly, my main focus on his lips. "And then?" "Then I'd slide my dick into you and fuck you mercilessly, even if you have me begging to stop, I'll make sure you can't walk or think straight for months. I'd take you in every single fucking position, and I'd make sure that your tight little pussy is all used up but yet it still wants me inside. I'd make you scream, sing and shout my name, all from the overwhelm of pleasure and I'd do it every fucking time until you learn to listen." ~ Win her trust. Sleep with her. And then humiliate her. That's what Dante was sent to do, but once he lays eyes on Khristina, he knows this plan might happen to go down the drain. *FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY* *DO NOT COPY OR I'LL FIND YOU* *if you are reading this book somewhere other than Wattpad, you are possibly at serious risk of a malware attack and it has been stolen from me. if you'd like to read safely you can follow this link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/271398924-seven-days. Keep safe!* #7 in exciting (31.08.21) #3 in interesting (24.07.21) #1 in mafialove (22.08.21) #1 in -romance (17.10.21) #1 in hot (29.11.21)

~Camila~ "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕" To the world, Camila is a breath of fresh air; a woman of gentle smiles and a joyful heart. Her charm is her armor, and her intellect is her weapon. But when she's sent to represent her company at a high-stakes meeting, she catches the eye of the one man who sees through the polished veneer. Luciano. A man carved from shadows and tempered by the violence of the underworld, the mafia leader doesn't just want her beauty-he craves the darkness he senses simmering beneath her skin. He recognises a kindred spirit hiding behind that "innocent" gaze. The tether between them snaps when Luciano drags her into his world. What begins as a dangerous attraction spirals into a descent into the provocative realm of BDSM. As he peels back her layers, Camila is forced to face a terrifying truth: her "unconventional" nature wasn't a secret she was keeping from the world... it was a secret she was keeping from herself. Highest rank 🥇 #1 in arousal #1 in bwwm #3 in cocky #1 in darkromance #1 in darling #1 in dominance #1 in edge #1 in eroticromance #1 in italy #1 in love #1 in Lust #1 In mafia #2 in mature #1 in naughty #1 in passion #2 in smutwarning #1 in steamy

Book Cover By: @sudansaint A young waitress's dating life is a disaster, but her next encounter could be deadly when the alluring tattoo artist she's drawn to reveals himself to be a monster with a twisted plan to own her completely. •••••••• Raya finds herself falling into the lap of a mysterious and enigmatic tattoo artist, Jamal Hart, whom she had recently commissioned for a piece. Little does she know, Jamal has been secretly stalking and observing her every move, with a hidden agenda to corrupt and possess her. She doesnt know that Jamal's aloofness is a carefully constructed facade. He is obsessed with her. He knows everything: her work schedule, her favorite color, even the brand of lotion she keeps on her nightstand. His knowledge isn't innocent admiration; it's the product of meticulous, unsettling stalking. Jamal doesn't want Raya for a conventional relationship. His desires are far more twisted. He sees her perceived vulnerability as an opportunity. He wants to corrupt her, to push her boundaries, to strip away her independence and remake her in his own image. He wants to possess her, body and soul. (This story has been edited and is now completed.)

"You deserved a real man to protect you and take care of you." Mm. So much for that. "How could I have done that sitting behind bars?" He takes my face in his hands. "There wasn't a day that went by where I didn't think about you, baby." I close my eyes as a tear drops down my cheek that he gradually wipes away with his thumb. "I've missed you so much, Leila." He says in a deep raspy tone. His lips hungrily fall to mine. They feel so foreign yet so warm and familiar. Both of us fighting for dominance as our tongues twirl against each other. My breathing hikes and I can't help but feel the wine taking over my body as I drape myself over his lap. I need him so bad right now. He starts biting little trails down my neck, getting close enough to one of my sweet spots. I push off him, and rising to my feet. "Nah. I don't believe you." Backing away from him. He returns a confused look. "Lei-." "If you missed me, you would've reached out to me." He finally stands. Sticking both his hands in his pockets. "One year you've been out. What the fuck have you been doing all this time?" I yell. He takes a step forward. Ting. Both of our eyes cut to the elevator. There's a loud drunken screech, "Damiannnn!" Who the fuck is this bitch??

short tempted, feisty, stubborn, sarcastic Spanish woman Rosa. Rosa is not like any other naive or innocent woman, her farther Antonio is in the mafia and taught Rosa how to protect herself using weapons or not. Dante is the leader of the most feared mafia, after Rosa helps Dante, he is intrigued and drawn to Rosa. but when Rosa acts cold towards Dante he is determined to make Rosa his THIS BOOK IS A BIT DIFFERENT TO WHAT I HAVE WROTE AND IT GETS BETTER AND BETTER THE MORE CHAPTERS YOU READ :)) BOOK COMPLETED, NOT EDITED!!

"I want your lips against mine Izabella." se·cret /ˈsēkrit/ noun plural noun: secrets something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others. When a married man feel sexually attracted to his assistant, he's has nothing else better to do but to have her. More than once. BWWM Started: 6-12-22 Finished: TBD #1 in lust (7/21/22) #49 in affair #83 in cheating #41 in boss #99 in assistant #11 in BWWM

"WE NEED TO FUCKING CATCH HIM!" the bastard running behind me, yelled to his partner. It was was the middle of the night, I was running away, not caring about anything but getting myself out of this mess. I turned left and kept running as fast as I could, I've never been in this neighbourhood before. I looked around searching for any escape when I spotted an open window, fuck yeah. It was a bit high but I could manage. I climbed one of the trees close enough to the window and got in, It was a dark room, I looked around and almost choke on my own saliva from the shock. A little girl was sleeping peacefully on her small bed... ♡♡︎♡︎ She was the quiet girl, a nobody. He was the opposite a criminal, a well known one...He saw her just once and couldn't get her out of his mind.