Shadows of Desire
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Last published Fri, Feb 14, 2025
Shadows of Desire
In the depths of the night, where secrets are whispered and temptation lingers, a forbidden attraction ignites. He is a man draped in mystery, his tailored black suit concealing a past as dangerous as his smoldering gaze. She is a woman of precision and control, her white coat a shield against the chaos of emotion-until him.
When their worlds collide in the dim glow of an empty hospital corridor, restraint melts into raw hunger. His touch is fire against her skin, her pulse racing beneath his fingertips. Their passion is reckless, undeniable, a slow-burning seduction in the shadows where neither should belong.
But desire this intense never comes without a price. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, will they surrender to the heat-or will their love be just another casualty in the dark?
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𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬 | 𝟏𝟖+
"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!
MI REINA
READ at your own risk "But one more thing." Luca leaned forward, resting his hands on either side of my hips then dipped, his head lower as he ran his tongue upward in one long lick of my neck. "The longer it takes me to get between your thighs, the rougher I'm going to be when I finally get there. Understand?" (yes Luca) "Uhhh stop, it hurts so bad." As l cried wanting this to stop. He gave me one long passionate kiss to soothe the pain, but it did help as l was slowly feeling pleasure. "Do you feel that, baby? That's me man moving inside you." "Fuckk.. Luca faster," l moaned out of pleasure. "Lucarrr l said faster " trying to chase my climax. "Damn baby never knew you were that desperate for my cock that bad" Luca seductively said it. Camilla Snows is a brilliant young doctor driven by the loss of her parents. Her life revolves around saving others, leaving no room for herself-until everything changes. Luca Moretti is the ruthless and enigmatic boss of the Italian mafia, a man whose life is ruled by danger and power. He's used to getting what he wants, and one night, he wants Camilla Their worlds collide , but when Camilla discovers somethings, the stakes are raised. As their lives become entangled, they must navigate trust, secrets, and the clash between the two worlds Can love emerge from the shadows, or will the darkness consume them both?
From the Start
He Lowered his face to mine, he hovers his lips over my lips as he whispers "Babe, I don't fucking care what the world will say.." He pulls me closer to his body while he gently stroke my hair. "Damn!!! Please go home!" I shout at him to stop begging at my gate. " Please, I'm appealing to please stop it." "No! I won't stop until you will realize how wrong you are." He exclaims and return to his car but I know I hurt him as much as I'm hurt. Credit to the owner of this PhotoComplete
MI LUNA 🌙
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The Mafia's Surgeon
When an Italian Mafia Boss, Enzo, gets stabbed whilst doing business in London, he just so happens to go into a London hospital, where he sees the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life, who stitches him up, saving his life, according to his best friend. Her boyfriend, he discovers, is a scumbag, a liar, cheater, and abuser. He wants to steal her away, falling madly and deeply in love with this stunning woman, but he's never felt emotions before, the way he feels them now, and all Kat wants to do is run away. Katarina soon becomes the private surgeon for the Italian mafia, but nothing is ever that simple... A story of love, fantasy, lust, sex and a wild adventure, that will leave you begging for more. **COVER IS BY @IvonaSpasojevic032 CHECK OUT HER OTHER WORK AT https://www.deviantart.com/ivana422 ** #12 in LOVE 27/3/2021 #2 in MAFIA 30/8/2020 #4 in SEXY 27/10/2020 #3 in MATURE 06/01/2021 #5 in LUST 27/10/2020 #1 in DOCTOR 25/8/2020 #3 in BOSS 30/8/2020 #1 in DARKROMANCE - 15/8/2020 #1 in SURGEON - 5/7/2020 #1 in SEXUALFANTASY - 11/7/2020 #2 in EXCITING - 19/8/2020 #1 in MAFIAKING - 12/8/2020 #1 in MAFIAROMANCE 15/8/2020 #1 in DON 18/8/2020 #1 in MATUREAUDIENCE 28/8/2020 #12 in POSSESSIVE 30/8/2020 #1 in MAFIABOSS 30/8/2020 #2 in MOBSTER 30/8/2020Complete
CENZO |18+(Book 1)
Enzo, a powerful, charming, sexy and wealthy young man known for his player reputation, had never experienced a real connection with anyone. His family's occupation and his own, made him popular among women. He didn't think he was capable of ever falling in love until he met the sophisticated and independent psychiatrist, Louise. Louise was drawn to Enzo's charisma and wit, but she was wary of his reputation as a player and his families occupation. Not to mention, being a year older than him. Despite her initial reservations, she found herself falling for his undeniable charm and magnetic personality. Enzo was intrigued by Louise's intelligence and strength, and he was determined to win her over despite her attempts to push him away. Smut warning. Love. Family. Mafia. ~~~Complete
𝑀𝓎 𝑀𝒶𝒻𝒾𝒶 𝐻𝓊𝓈𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹 | 18+
With his thumb, he brushed a tear off my cheek. "I want to make a few things clear Astrid." His lips brush mine with each word. "Touch another man, he dies. Let another man touch you, he dies." He pauses, his eyes trailing down my body. "Tell me I can't touch you..." he forces my back against the wall, the warmth of his chest feeling forbidden to me as I melt into his touch, "and I fucking die." When this section is used in the book twisted lies is quoted btw ⚠️ ~ Explanation: Astrid, a young woman is thrust into an arranged marriage with a ruthless Mafia leader. Tasked with the unimaginable mission of seducing him then killing him in cold blood, she finds herself drawn to his dark and dangerous world. As her feelings for him begin to grow, she is torn between loyalty to her father and the intoxicating pull of forbidden love. Will she choose to stay by his side, or will she betray him to save herself? There's only one way to find out...Complete
Avenging Love
When love hurts you when there is betrayal and revenge, The heart, once tender, now bleeds with bitter ache, Yet through the storm of sorrow, strength you shall find, And from the ashes of pain, your spirit will rise anew. --------------- He held my hand gently, his touch was so gentle and firm. His other hand snaked around my waist, in a slow, torturous, yet blissful movement, and he swirled me in a graceful dance motion. The room spun around me, but then he let go, and I stumbled, my balance lost. In an instant, he yanked me back towards him, and I bumped hard into his chest, the impact taking my breath away. As I looked down, trying to steady myself, he lifted my chin with his two fingers, making me look into his eyes. The back of his fingers trailed from my neck to my cheek, turning my legs to nothing but a jelly. His gaze was so intense, and instantly the gentle emotions were gone, replaced by his standard emotion, rage. His eyes blazed with an almost frightening intensity. He swirled me harshly again, the movement abrupt and forceful. Then, he bent me backward on his arm, my body arching under his control. He drew his face closer until I could feel his warm breath against my skin. We were so close that I could see the fine lines around his eyes, the slight stubble on his jaw. A soft pink color of his lips were adding a touch of warmth to his face. His eyes bore into mine with deep intensity. Just when I thought he might kiss me, his expressions became colder and he made me stand upright, leaving me disoriented and confused. I was looking at him and he was looking straight ahead.Complete
"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!
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