Zahir "Zah" Creed has always been the quietest and most calculated of his brothers-the one who watches longer, thinks deeper, and moves last because his moves end things. After surviving a gunshot wound that should've taken him out, Zah's mindset hardens into something darker, colder, and brutally precise. He now runs the Creed family's underground operations with an iron hand and zero tolerance for mistakes. Loyalty buys protection, money, power-everything a person could want. Betrayal buys a grave. Emotions are a liability he buried a long time ago... until the one woman capable of unraveling him resurfaces and reminds him exactly where his weakness lives. Celeste Jones is Atlanta's top defense attorney-polished, brilliant, and born into a family that planned her entire life before she ever got a say. From her education to her engagement, everything has been carefully curated to fit her parents' idea of success. She's engaged to Darrell Harris, a fellow lawyer who looks perfect on paper but hides who he really is beneath a well-crafted persona. Celeste knows something is wrong, but years of obligation and expectation have taught her how to swallow her instincts. That is, until a call pulls her back into a past she was never allowed to choose. At one point in her life, Zahir Creed was all she knew. Their bond was intense, consuming, and dangerous-so dangerous that her parents made sure to tear them apart before it could ruin everything they'd built for her. Now Zah is back, darker, more powerful, and no longer willing to stay in the shadows of her life. The man she once loved is now the man her world should fear, and he's making it clear he isn't leaving this time. As old feelings collide with present danger, Celeste is forced to choose between the life that was designed for her and the man who has always owned the parts of her she's never been able to control.

I ran downstairs into the living room, my heart pounding as I found all my brothers gathered around Nefeli. Her eyes were frantic, scanning the room, desperately searching for me. The scream that bastard had let out earlier must have reached her... The moment our eyes met, she practically threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around me so tightly I could barely breathe. I stood frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do. I hugged her back anyway... Even though I had no idea what was going on. "Thank God you're safe" she murmured in my ear, her voice trembling, leaving me even more confused. I glanced at my brothers. They all looked just as lost as I was. Except for Aiden and Alex. They were motioning for me to hold on. "Of course I'm okay, Nefeli. What happened?" I asked, my heart tightening. I hated seeing her like this, so worried and panicked. "I-I heard Alex and Aiden talking in Italian!" she stammered, her eyes wide with panic. "They said something about the Mafia! Are we being threatened by the Mafia?" Her voice cracked, and tears threatened to spill from her brown eyes. The room fell silent for a moment. My brothers exchanged looks, and then, without warning, we all burst into laughter. Nefeli stared at us, completely confused. Cole, finally calming down, wiped his eyes and looked at her with a smile. "Love" he said, his voice smooth, "we're not being threatened by the Mafia." he let the words settle in the air for a second. "We are the Mafia." • • • _______________________________________________________ ⚠️ DISCLAIMER ⚠️ Mentions of abuse, violence, harsh language, bad mental health, and light depression! Also, I don't own any of the photos! • • • ENGLISH IS NOT MY MOTHER LANGUAGE, I'M SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL OR VOCABULARY MISTAKES! • • • Please read 'Before You Read' in the first character chap! It's very important! • • • Started: October 4th, 2020 Finished: March 6th, 2021

Sa'Lani Monee Jeffries has always been the thick girl who gets overlooked or played. At 27, she's done with love, focused on stacking her money as a nail tech and minding her business. But when a fine, chocolate, six-foot-three gangsta with a low voice and dangerous reputation starts showing up at her job, all of that changes. Kaizer "Kai" Rashaad Wynn isn't the type of man she ever wanted. He's quiet, mean to everybody but her, and runs the streets with a heavy hand. Yet when he looks at her like she's the only woman in the world, Sa'Lani finds herself letting her guard down piece by piece. What starts as playful flirting turns into late-night phone calls, expensive gifts, and nights that leave her body aching for more. But falling for a man like Kai means stepping into a world of hood politics, jealous exes, and enemies who will use anything-including her-to get to him. When street drama hits too close to home, Sa'Lani is forced to decide if she can love a man who lives by a code that could get him killed... or if loving him will be the very thing that breaks her heart. Because Kai doesn't just want her body-he wants all of her. And when a real gangsta falls in love with a thick girl, he ain't letting go, no matter who has to get out of the way.

Fazion Creed was the wildfire of the Creed brothers-the youngest, the most reckless, the one who swore up and down that love would never catch him. He thrived on chaos, fast nights, faster women, and the freedom of never answering to anybody's soft feelings. In his own words, he was born a bachelor and planned to die one, no matter who crossed his path. But fate has a wicked sense of humor. One impulsive night with his brother's wife's best friend flips his entire world upside down. What was supposed to be nothing more than heat and adrenaline becomes the moment that stalks him, haunts him, rewires him. Suddenly the man who lived for the streets and the spotlight finds himself thinking about things he's never let himself want-forever, loyalty, a woman he can't shake even when he tries. Fazion was never looking for love... But love found him anyway, and it refuses to let go. Armani Rose is a full-time respiratory nurse with a soft heart, sharp instincts, and a ride-or-die loyalty that makes her the perfect best friend to Rumi and an even better godmother to their little one. She works hard, loves harder, and keeps her world clean and steady... until one reckless birthday night knocks her balance clean out of her hands. What should've been a harmless "one time and never again" slip-up turns into Fazion Creed tattooing himself onto her reality. She swore she'd forget him by sunrise, but he keeps showing up-leaning in her doorway like he owns the place, sliding into her days, popping up in her space with that wild grin like she already belongs to him. He's claiming her without permission, pushing past every boundary she tries to rebuild, refusing to give her the distance she swears she needs. Armani doesn't know whether to cuss him out, run away, or let him keep pulling her into the fire he carries in his chest. Because Fazion isn't budging. And deep down, she's not sure she wants him to.

After killing her abusive ex in self-defense, Nia Carter, a quiet, emotionally scarred young woman from Atlanta, is sentenced to 7 years in a women's prison. Lost, afraid, and broken, she meets King, a dominant, charismatic stud serving 25 to life for a street murder. King runs the block and has the respect of guards and inmates alike. From the moment King sees Nia, she's drawn to her vulnerability, her beauty, and her silence. She becomes her protector, fighting off threats and making sure nobody touches her. Over time, they form a deep emotional bond that borders on obsession for King - though Nia sees her as a friend, possibly more, in a place where love is survival. When Nia is released early after 5 years, she promises to write. But life moves on. She reinvents herself, gets therapy, becomes a nurse, and even marries a kind man who doesn't know the full truth about her past. Ten years later, King is finally released on parole. She searches for Nia with one purpose: to reclaim what she believes is hers. But when she sees Nia with her husband, the jealousy eats her alive. King makes a deadly choice: she kills the husband in cold blood, thinking she's freeing Nia. Now Nia is caught between the new life she built... and the old protector who never let her go.

''Fuck Angelica I cant be with you! you're Mateo's little sister whatever this is between us, cant happen'' nobody's ever seen me cry, nobody has ever seen me weak. I'm fucking Dante Santino head of the Italian mafia ive never been seen weak, at least not until she came along... ''Dante please! dont do this!'' her sobs echo in the empty street, not even the sound of the pouring rain hitting the concrete beneath us can hide the sound of her cries and it breaks me. ''I just cant hurt Mateo like this'' I look deep into her eyes as she pours her heart out in front of me, but I just cant do this to my best friend... --------------------------------------- Dante Santino, a 25 year old who's head of the biggest Italian mafia. your average cold, dark and handsome devil on the outside, but on the inside... the biggest teddy bear youll ever meet. only he didn't know that, not until Angelica Farinelli came into his life. he fell head over heels in love with her the only problem being? she's his best friends little sister. Angelica Farinelli, an 18 year old girl who's life hasn't been easy. After being abused her whole life she finally manages to escape and move in with her older brother Mateo. Little does she know shes about to fall in love with one of Italy's most dangerous criminals who also happens to be Mateo's best friend. ---------------------------------------- #3 ON STEAMY 06/05/2025 #7 ON LOVE 10/06/2025 #3 ON ITALIAN 10/06/2025 #1 ON MAFIALOVE 10/06/2025 #5 ON GANGS 20/07/2025 #10 ON DARKROMANCE 28/08/2025

Part 2 of The Thug's Desire "You always knew after shitty things happened, who your friends really were." - Jodi Picoult Kylie learns to cope with the lost of a loved one. New challenges awaits Kylie as she continues her life. Many people has switched up on her but that doesn't stop her. Kylie continues to do what it takes to survive. Kylie continues to remain strong for her son no matter what situation she's in. People from the past complicates Kylie's life to a new extent. Certain events leads to hard decisions for her but she makes the right choice...sometimes.

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When Ashley found out that she was pregnant with twins, she couldn't wait to share the good news with her husband. But when he got home later that night, he told her that he wanted a divorce without really giving her a reason why. Heartbroken, Ashley does the only thing that she could do. She signed the divorce papers. Now she's forced to go through her pregnancy alone with no one to help her but her friend, Mayla. During her pregnancy, complications occurred that gives Ashley a new outlook on life. She realizes that not everything is as it seems and not everyone can be trusted. *Originally written by ForeverInfinities* Descriptions are not my best but hopefully, the actual story would be better. :))

Professor's Dark Desire [18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3 ... "Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy. "Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy. "Answer......" She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering. "Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry. "Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time. "I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her. "Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices. "Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....