"Alina, please believe me that i haven't been messing with anyone. What do i have to do for you to understand how much i want to be with you?" Madison turned her face whilst speaking, the woman's eyes studying everything she could in the moment. "I want you to stop trying to prove your innocence all the time. Now bend back down and take this in. I'm not gonna repeat myself." - - - Madison falling in love with her boss's daughter would have been the last thing she expected from being a professional criminal all her life. A single mission lead her to it. What was it about? Well her plan was to be a manipulative girl that makes Alina Blanco fall in love with her but the tables turned and they both happened to step into the trap. What will Alina do when she finds out the truth? Not only about being used, played around for money but also her own mother setting the whole thing up.

"Please, Miss Black," she whispers, barely holding it together. Vera bites down on Lara's ear, just hard enough to make her gasp. "Fix it," she growls, her voice rough and demanding. Lara's body shudders. "Please... Mommy," she whimpers, trembling. Vera's eyes darken, going utterly black. "Is that what you want?" Her voice drops, thick with possessiveness. "You want your mommy to take care of you, hm?" Lara just whimpers, only making Vera's hunger worse. "Tell me what you deserve." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vera Black is a supermodel who trusts no one. She's defined by her trauma, convinced she's straight, and lives for control. Lara is the soft, chaotic artist who moves in next door and sees right through her walls. The problem? Vera craves Lara's light. She wants to protect her, possess her, and break all the rules she ever made for herself. One is guarded by trauma. The other is soft by nature. Their craving will be everything they both fear. (WLW Romance, Age Gap, Dark Feminine/Soft Girl, Explicit Tension)

What happens when a man from Earth must masquerade as a stranger he only just met? Well, when the catch is that he's been thrown into an entirely different world, the answer is a headache and a half. Oh, and don't forget-that stranger just so happens to be a new professor at the empire's premier magic academy. Will Gerrard, now Ludger Cherish, be able to blend in amongst the magically gifted? Or will the original Ludger's own sham of an identity come back to bite him? WARNING: This story contains depictions of violence, gore, and/or graphic depictions of death that may be upsetting for some readers. All Rights Reserved Written by sayren. *** Volume II of The Academy's Undercover Professor. *** HIATUS NOTICE*** This title is currently taking a break. Make sure to add it to your library to be notified as soon as the next chapter drops!

'"If she's somehow convinced you that she doesn't control you then she's exercised the greatest control of all," she says so tiredly it makes me immediately conscious of how naive I've been. "She decides your every move."' When the adult population of the Herel Plain, a small country known equally for its film industry and repressive government, is decimated by a civil war, the state sets up an auction system to distribute the newly orphaned youth into American foster homes. The so-called "Pageant" separates Savannah from the brother she has raised and places her in the hands of a violent, brooding entrepreneur and his wife, a callous and alluring college professor, who enlist her - along with their thirteen year old daughter Laurencia and their irreverent, young assistant, Nasrine - as a dealer in the high-end American drug trade. When Nas comes to her with an unthinkable scheme to take off with the money, Savannah sees her opportunity to be reunited with her brother and give him the life they never had. To run away is all she ever wanted, but when the moment finally strikes, something about her new employer makes her want to stay. COVER ART by the wonderful @celaestial; thank you thank you thank you from the bottom of my heart, friend!

The brave stone cold soldier, Sergeant Chase is called in to train army recruites into brave soldiers needed urgently after she was injured in the army. I stepped forward and looked in her cold eyes. "Maybe you should show me what happens when I don't listen Sergeant Chase" I rasped out to my military trainer. "If not I will just repeat my mistakes, don't you think?"

What does it mean to be a family? More so, what lengths do we go to for family? Sienna D'Angelo was a regular girl with an unusual upbringing. She always felt out of place in her lifestyle, though it wasn't until he mothers death where she found out who she truly was. She was brought into a world of violence and death at the hands of finding her father, whilst meeting a breathtaking Italian mobster who she just can't seem to stay away from. Entering this merciless world would ensure a dangerous life for herself but what she didn't know was how quick her old life would fall apart. Welcome to the Mafia, will you make it out alive?

Miss America tells the story of Kamala Harris's historic first term as the first woman President of the United States, navigating the challenges of leadership while keeping a passionate affair with her young, quick-witted assistant, Kori, under wraps until becomes bigger than they both anticipated. The narrative reveals the highs and lows of their romance, capturing the tension and intensity between the two women. 🗣 This story is a work of fan fiction created solely from my imagination for entertainment purposes. While it may contain public figures, and certain locations, all events, plot lines and characterizations are fictionalized for the narrative. No affiliation or endorsement is implied.

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

'Sometimes the DARKNESS you fear IS the LIGHT you seek' //MATURE CONTENT// A MAFIA ROMANCE Ranked: #1 bwwm #1 polyamory #1 bisexual #1 wmbw #1 blackgirl #1 russian #1 drugs #1 emotional #1 dominance #1 mmf #1 b×g×b #1 interracial #1 italian #1 agegap #2 daddy #2 mafia romance #2 dark romance -Guys, before you begin reading I just want you to know that there will be triggering content in this book. Read at your own risk. *Please note that if this story is plagiarized by anyone. I will not hesitate to take legal actions against you. If you are reading this story anywhere else, please report it. The book can only be found on this app.

MxMxFxMxM "It's okay to quit, mami." Elliot whispered in my ear. Shivers shot down my back as I felt him move around me. I stared ahead, my heart beating wildly. The feeling of wooden pole lightly grazing my back. "He's right, honey. You can, we won't be mad." Vincent said. My eyes shot to his from across the mat. He stood there with his hands behind his back. I growled softly. I quickly turned and went to grab the pole but was stopped short when my body was slammed to the ground. "Mmm. Our angry little baby is getting quite frustrated." Close to my face was Sammy smirking at me. He had my body trapped under his. I felt desire and anger boil in me. "You guys don't play fair." I said softly. Sammy chuckled while he was doing that, I shot my knee up and hit his stomach. He yelped out and I quickly shot up. "Ha! I won." I said while doing a little dance. I felt a little kiss on my neck then my arms were being drawn back behind me. My eyes drooped a little as they continued down my neck. "Good job, little one. But what's going to stop you from me?" 𒊹︎𒊹︎𒊹︎ Arabella Davis is a orphan who can't remember anything from the time she is 10. Now that she is 17 she finds herself in a mental hospital but was transferred to a school for the gifted. The Academy of Dark Arts. She meets four mysterious men who find interest in her and now they want her to themselves. DISCLAIMER- THIS IS A GROUP RELATIONSHIP AKA A POLY RELATIONSHIP. IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN THAT OR UNDERAGE PLS CLICK OFF!!!!! Thank you