Book 4 Of The Corrupt Me Series ‼️18 VERY MATURE‼️ "They crave each other, but will the betrayal break them apart?" Corrupt Me Series 4th Book Nevan Winter An Italian CEO who swore off love but ends up down on his knees for her, Eventually, the betrayal comes across, so what will happen between them now? Fallon Larson Wants nothing to do with him, yet craves his heat all over her, and when she finally lets loose, the most traumatic thing could have happened.

Kaden Graham Harrison. His world is home to billionaires, future presidents, models and children of diplomats. People who had the power to rule the world before they were even born. He can buy himself everything with the snap of his fingers. Booze. Sex. Money. Power. Luxury. Illegal fights. A future that most people can't even dream of. Kaden and his friends are drowning in those while they are living their college life at one of the most elite universities in the world. They know things that could destroy countries but their own secrets... are much worse. Aleandra Raven. All her life she has tried to prove herself. To teachers, to her siblings and most of all to her parents. She felt like a constant disappointment, even though she would have never showed her true feelings to the people that claimed to love her. Now after years of being locked up in her own cage that she called her home she tries to find herself and live the life her parents would despise. Two societies next to each other but so far away. A collaboration between different worlds. A project that forces them to work together. Luxury. Justice. Love. Dreams. Sex. A found family. And an overprotective brother. Everything begins with them. They were meant to be the perfect start... But nobody said something about the ending. Cover made by me.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

DISCONTINUED DISCONTINUED DISCONTINUED ________________________ HIGHEST RATING #1 in 2021 #1 in secret relationships (2021) #1 in tiktokbook (2023) (Best Friends Older Brother, 18+, unedited, extremely dark and fast paced) ~my first book~ *** "I won't tell anyone if you don't, love." When Colten and Lilith find out their partners are cheating on them behind their backs, one eventful trip to the woods and they find out they are more alike than they thought. Did I mention that Colten is lily's best friends older brother? Will Lilith have enough strength to avoid her feelings for her best friend's brother, or will she become addicted to the sparks that start to fly? *** Content and/or trigger warning: This story will have explicit language, dark thoughts, smut, talk of death and murder. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright © Badbitches804 (Grace Grounds) No parts of this book may be published, copied or sold on any social media without the author's permission.

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

Serina Accardi had everything, and wanted for nothing. Her brother gave her whatever she desired, but kept the parts of her destined world out of her reach. Until she lost everything in one night to a man who's eyes looks like the devils wrath. Thrown into the world that was always right In front of her, but kept out of her sight, she is forced to fight for both her life and her sanity. But she's curious, she has a dark sinful curiosity about a man she knows is no good for her. Lorenzo DeLuca was what was wrong with the world, the darkness and the monster that you coward away from. He gained pleasure as he watched the fear in his victims eyes before he killed them, but when one woman stares at him with anything but fear he grows curious. But In a world where curiosity can kill you, it's dangerous to want what you can't have. But their curiosity for one another isn't the only thing they need to worry about, Because there is a war brewing

𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊 ~ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖝 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 Nothing hurt more than to think about the past. But how could she not? Everything in her new life reminded her of him. The guns, the drugs, the mafia- her mafia. If only she could be free of her demons just as swiftly as she became free of Phoenix Ivanova. Now she was Lyra. Just Lyra. With nothing left to live for, she becomes what she was destined to be. An heiress, a killer, a saviour, a queen. Nothing more. And nothing less.

𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧- 18+ (SECOND BOOK IN THE NIGHTSHADE SERIES) "𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳- 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵." (Cover photo creds- @heavenlyvibes on pinterest)

My chest exploded with excitement, his words making me clench my thighs together. Mattheo shoved his knee between my legs making me gasp, his touch finally returned to my body. "Don't do that." I squeezed my thighs around his thigh, making him groan. "Fuck Aurora." Mattheo rasped. I rolled my hips against him, a strangled moan escaping my lips. "You're pretty fucking pathetic." Mattheo spat releasing my neck, his hand moved down my chest, filling my stomach with anticipation. "You're really that needy?" Mattheo asked. His fingers brushed over my clit making me squeeze my eyes shut, holding back a moan. CONTAINS DRUGS/ SEXUAL CONTENT/VIOLENCE/TOXIC RELATIONSHIP Highest rankings #1 in Blaise zabini #4 in Mattheo Riddle #1 in Riddle #2 in kink #1 in book #9 in knifeplay #1 in hookup #2 in wizard #2 in wizarding world #1 in Ron Weasley

18-year-old Farrah gets thrown into a whole new life with her best friend Olly. Moving half way across the world comes with complications and troubles, but undeniable joy and new experiences to thrive in. One of those experiences being meeting someone. He's arrogant and conceited, the complete opposite of Farrah. But like they say, opposites attract... right? She keeps unfolding new secrets within the professional environment where she newly works, finding out that not everyone is who they say they are. Trust is delicate, darling. -------- My thoughts are crumpled as I go flying to the floor behind me, hitting it harshly with impact. I land straight on my ass, my forearms flying to my sides to support me. The room spins slightly as I lift my gaze to try and see the cause that made me fall to the ground in front of so many people. Way to make a good first impression, now they all probably think you're a clumsy bitch who doesn't belong in this professional environment. I try to rid my fogged mind as I direct my gaze upwards, as soon as I do, I freeze. My mind doesn't take in any of my surroundings apart from the dark eyes locked with my own, sending daggers in my direction. They are a cruel grey, they look like shadows descending onto me. I never knew that the look in someone's eyes could make me so timid and afraid, I feel like prey and the predator is stood intimidatingly over me waiting for the right moment to attack again. "Watch where you're going next time, darling," the husky voice echoes off of the cold walls of the foyer, making his condescending tone rebound multiple times through my mind. I stay slouched on the floor, hands behind me as I stare up at him in shock, unable to form any words. His strident words still rebounding through me, words that were patronising and brutal. His eyes make me afraid, but his words make me infuriated.