Perfect appearances, perfect grades, perfect manners. Anything less for Adelina Torres and her family kicks her to the streets until she can keep up with the family name. She never had a life of her own. Always studying, always going to business dinners with her parents, always seen as a failure to her family. Despite her bubbly personality, she has always struggled to make friends. What happens when she meets Aaron Hendrix, the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country? A moment to thank you beautiful readers for giving me these rankings among thousands/hundreds of thousands/millions of other stories with similar tags :) #1 in mafia #1 in protective #1 in abused #1 in sunshine #1 in grumpy #2 in innocent #2 in cold #2 in goodgirl #3 in cute #9 in badboy #42 in family #54 in love

〚FEATURED〛 ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ "My pick-up lines are great." "Yeah, and I have a pet llama." "You do??" "No, idiot." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Arc-en-ciel (n.): Rainbow He's the perfect example of a thundercloud. He's rude, grumbly, and frightening to most- ready to harshly rain down on anyone in his way. She's a human sunbeam, at best. She's the kind of person with a sunshine personality that everyone adores- bubbly, nearly always beaming, and looking to spread smiles. Working with your polar opposite might seem like the worst thing that could happen. But around every thundercloud's rain, there comes sunshine. And with the sun and rain, come rainbows. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Featured in Wattpad Teenfiction's 'Funny Bones' Reading list [no idea how that happened lol] [#1 in Adorable | 1# in Cute | 1# in LoveAtFirstSight } [#1 in BadBoy | 1# in Boyfriend| 1# in Fiction ] [#2 in GoodGirl | #2 in Romance] ©All rights reserved, available only on Wattpad [Cover images do not belong to me, all rights reserved by owners]

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

Will, the younger brother of infamous party boy Gage Jackson spent his night desperately trying to tune out the noise of yet another one of his brothers parties. Thankfully this one ended early at 2:00am and he finally found himself falling asleep. That is until someone came stumbling in his room and fell face first onto his bed their arm landing across Will pinning him down. Will was speechless for a moment before squirming around under the heavy arm "hey! Get up!" The guy groaned and turned his head barely opening his eyes "shut up Will" Will's eyes widened his breath freezing in his lungs, it was Mason. Mason who happened to be Wills brothers best friend and even worse the star in all of Will's steamy dreams. And here he was asleep in Will's bed. ••• Disclaimers: •This is a bXb story! •This is my first book I've put onto Wattpad •This is a LIGHTLY edited, first draft *respectful* constructive criticism is welcome🤍 Cover art: Created on Canva, unfortunately I don't know the artist who created the artwork :( Started: Sept, 7th 2021 Completed: March 28th, 2022 Editing Completed: December 1st, 2024 •• #1 in bxblove -10/22/21 #1 in BoyXBoy -07/22/22 #1 in bxb -06/03/22 #1 in gayfiction -11/01/21 #4 in brothersbestfriend -02/10/22 #1 in confused -12/16/21 #2 in teenromance -10/07/22 #1 in gaylove -05/09/22 #1 in Denial -04/02/22 #3 in Gay -05/23/22 #1 in Crush -05/23/22 #3 in Teen -07/23/22 1 Million reads!! -06/05/22 🤍 2 Million reads!! -01/04/23 🤍

𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒, A 17 year old Spanish girl starting her senior year after her mom passed a few years ago. 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐃 𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐍 , A rude troublemaker 18 year old Norwegian Mafia Boss who returned back to his old high school for senior year after transferring his freshmen year due to personal issues. Read to find out what happens when Reid meets Sage. ★★★★★ - 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 - #𝖡𝖺𝖽𝖡𝗈𝗒 #𝖳𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋 #𝖧𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 #𝖳𝖾𝖾𝗇𝖱𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 #𝖲𝗆𝗎𝗍 #𝖭𝗈𝗋𝗐𝖾𝗀𝗂𝖺𝗇 #𝖲𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇 #𝖭𝗈𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗒 #𝖣𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺 #𝖡𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀

He kisses the corner of my lips one final time before pulling away, forcing my eyes to fly wide in irritation as I see the wicked yet beautiful smirk on his lips. "You can't tease me like that and not continue what you were about to start." I say boldly as I study his face as the light shines brilliantly above us like a casting spell, as though it recognises that this is a magical time between us. He teases, "And what was I about to start, Mila?" I can see what he wants in his hazel eyes, as they have a cast of lust in them, and I'm sure he can see it in mine. He is well aware of what he is doing to me and my body, as well as my want and need for more. . . . 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯 She's lived her whole life trapped behind a wall of insecurities. She doesn't remember what it's like to be loved by a family. She's as innocent, naive, caring, smart and beautiful as someone can be. Her only fear being life. She's never known what it's like to be attracted to someone. Something that made her question her sexual identity multiple times. Wondering why she doesn't feel anything for any female or male. That is until she meets them. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧. #1 - men #1 - rough #10 - bi-sexual #11 - mature #40 - reverseharem #52 - innocent #158 - mafia Started - 01 May 2022 Finished- 02 September 2022 Cover idea & pins - @eroticdesires

"So you really wanna know this story?" Grandma Fran said, slowly rocking in her chair. I nodded my head eagerly and begged, "Pleaseee!" She chuckled at my enthusiasm, "Fiiine, it all started with your mother, rest her soul-" she looked at me sadly, "she was a special kind of werewolf, a wolf the Moon Goddess hadn't put on this earth for over a century till her. She was called a breeder wolf." I cut her off with my question, "What's that?!" She looked nervous, "It's what a special female werewolf was before mates existed. They helped populate the first generations of werewolves. When they were old enough they went into heat, but it's much worse than an average she-wolfs. It lasts around a month and men would come to help her get better. Then as a 'thank you' she granted them a pup from her magic belly." I giggled at her silly term as another question flooded my mind, "How'd they help her?" I tilted my head to the side expectantly, "You're far too young now pup, next time when you're older." (COMPLETED) WARNING: This story is mature. It contains violence, very graphic sexual scenes, foul language, etc. This is the first book in the HEAT series All Rights reserved

For the past year, 18 year old Camille has been getting away with four hours of sleep, a nine hour school day and an eight hour work day overnight. That is until her three teachers and a mystery guy walk into her diner one night. NOTE: THIS IS A 'WHY CHOOSE' REVERSE HAREM NOVEL. THE PROTAGONIST WILL HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WITH MULTIPLE MEN Book Cover Photo: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/116671446588557001/ Finished: 22/10/24 #1 in AGEGAP ~ 30/3/24 #1 in ADULTTHEMES ~ 31/3/24 #1 in POLYGAMY ~ 1/4/24 #1 in MULTIPLEMEN ~ 1/4/24 #1 in TEACHERSPET ~ 6/4/24 #1 in TEACHER ~ 20/4/24 #1 in STRONGFEMALE ~ 10/6/24 #1 in MULTIPLEPOV ~ 2/7/24

Selah is lost in her heat - suffering through it alone for the first time in 15 years. She thought she locked the door to her safe room...

Julia is on the run, fleeing for her life. An army of vampires ravage her country, plundering villages and enslaving their occupants. With the vampire horde closing in, Julia is forced to abandon her home and head south with the hope of reuniting with her brother. There they will build a new farm and live in safety. But one vampire lord has a different plan for her future. He tracks her down and takes her captive. No matter how hopeless her situation, she never gives up, risking her life to regain her freedom. He forces her down, punishing her when her defiant spirit hinders his mission. It soon becomes clear that she's nothing like the human soldiers he's used to dealing with. A sense a guilt begins to grow whenever he upsets the girl who both fears and leans into him for protection. Julia and the vampire lord are connected in ways they had never known. Their lives become entangled, bringing them to make decisions they would've never thought possible. Extract from Chapter 1: He unsheathes his blade, and I suddenly wish that he'd go back to poking me. He's going to cut me while I can't move? To torture me? I start to panic again. "No, no, no." I yank on the restraints, and the rope bites into my skin. I pull and pull and try to shuffle away from him. He presses the blade against my neck, and I freeze. "Fearful," he says. I catch a glimpse of his freakishly long canines. The edge of the blade presses on my skin, just enough not to draw blood.