{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

*Mature Warning* 18+ Content 🔞 Please Don't Report Seina (see - Ann - a ) Black is a 17-year-old werewolf. After 10 years of abuse; starting when she was 7 years because she shifted early and didn't look like a normal wolf. Seina was a pure black wolf something only MALE wolves are born with, along with a blue flame on her right front paw, but the sad thing is; she only knew what her wolf looked like because her wolf told her. She was blind, her abusers made her blind after they saw her shift. For 10 years she saw nothing but deafening darkness until an earthquake surrounding her pack sent her down a dark hole/portal to what her wolf warned her to be the underworld. "Who is she? How did she get here?" A husky, alluring voice said "I have no clue" a female replied As Seina walked forward waving her arms around trying so hard to find something to touch, her body hit a hard object and shock overwhelmed her body as her wolf said "Mate." "Wait what?" the husky voice said, filled with shock. #1 in Unloved #1 in Unknown #1 in SOULS #2 in Hades #3 in Blind

-COMPLETE- [30.08.19 - 30.11.19] An amount of 100 billion dollars in exchange of necessary fire-arms and manpower at the time of need. That was the deal of the government with Hades. The States will provide him his share of money and in exchange, Hades will supply them with necessary fire-arms, bombs, warfare material and if possible man-power. It was the biggest deal for the De'Marco family in the history of the family. Proud of the youngest heir and his ways of work the former Don decided celebration would go on for the whole night. The deal was made and sealed. Lucia is a normal twenty year old police trainee. Filled by hatred against the criminals and organized crime that took away all she ever loved, her family she took the vow to become the vary best and honest police ever lived. When the news of 100 billion dollars vanishing from the annual budget flashes among media of the country, she is bound to investigate the roots of the matter. When she stumbles across informations about the biggest celebration of the decade she's determined to prove the other face of the De'Marco family. The one she always suspected. The face that killed her Mum and Dad. Young and beautiful, the rage and the need to avenge the death of her mother and father Lucia finds herself into the circle of organized crime, and the trap everybody had let her fall into... under the paws of Hades. Rebellious nature and ministrations of the mafia, almost breaks Lucia to point where she'll do anything to survive while being thrown across to the path of romance she can hardly deny herself. For Lucia is supposed to be Sweetener for Hades. (Ps: warning) This story contains zero reality resemblance. None of the content is to promote or support or has do do anything with political matters or issues. It's just a creation of fiction. Do not read if you're easily offended with violence, and mature content. © All rights reserved - 2019 - November O'Riley.

"Make sure you wipe the counter," I remind him while wearing my panties. "With my tongue?" "Sure, if you wipe again with disinfectant after that." "Awww my little girl all grown up, using the word disinfectant and all. Bet you're getting deflowered any day now!" I smack his head while he laughs, thinking it's funny to keep on teasing me since last week. "I hope his willy isn't as big as mine," okay what now, "so he won't hurt your flower." I wanted to be mad at him, I do, but I laugh instead, stupid Toffer and his little boy talk. *** 30 year old Nina is confused with her hopeless love life. While her best friend pleasures women in the next room, she remains in her space keeping her virginity in-tact, wondering if she's meant to be with her first love or she needs to move on to find her true soulmate. It takes my first love to end my dating strike. But will it take my first love to end my virginity?

Marisol tried to live life to the fullest. She attended Rochester University and studied International Studies and Economics. After graduating, she attended law school at the University of Southern California and pursued a career in cooperate law. She held herself to a higher standard, maybe that was because she became blind after a traumatic accident. She didn't want her disability to rule her life, so she ruled her disability, never allowing it to hinder her success. Yet, even though she'd become a successful attorney, she never married and never had children. Feeling unfulfilled, yet completely unready to take care of a child by herself, she applies to become a surrogate. After many denials, her application was finally chosen by someone. Little did she know she was chosen by Grey Weston, one of America's most eligible bachelors with a hidden secret. Completed.

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #1 - painting, #1 - heartbreaker, #1 - one-sidedlove, #1 - unrequitedlove, #1 - engagement *********************** Still not satisfied with our physical contact, he leaned his face down to meet mine as his fingers gripped my chin. "Fiancée?" he asked, whispering the word. I nodded as the tension I felt from our body contact got even more intense. I stared at his handsome face. "You claim yourself my fiancée?" I nodded again. Of course, I was his fiancée and I'd claim that title no matter what. "Let's see if you really are," he whispered slowly in between his breathing. His tone broadcasted danger and it made me shudder. "A fiancée can kiss her man. Now, let's see if you can---" And with that, in just a heartbeat, he pressed his lips against mine. *********************** He is my one great love. I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my life's absolute dream. But he hates me. He has hated me since the day he first saw me and he makes it sure that breaking my heart and pushing me away will be his greatest achievement. In spite of all the drama, the pain and the heartbreak he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him --- this cold, aloof, and heartless man. Yes, he is my one great love. But he is my one great challenge as well. Will I be able to create a heart in my heartless heartbreaker? (Cover made by @itsmyaah) Copyright © HervinaMollejon™ 2015-2016 All rights reserved.