Mercy Leigh Hollis knows how to be good. She's been good her whole life- Soft-spoken. Skirt-wearing. Heaven-fearing. Taught to keep her legs closed and her prayers louder than her thoughts. But one wrong moment puts a man with blood on his hands in her life-and suddenly, "good" doesn't feel like enough. He's older. Meaner. Doesn't flinch at sin. And he sees right through her lace and Sunday dresses. She wasn't supposed to want him. She wasn't supposed to like the way his voice sounded when it said her name. She wasn't supposed to open the door when the devil knocked- But here she is. Askin' to be taught. And he's more than willin' to ruin her the slow way. This isn't a redemption arc. It's a fall from grace with eye contact.

❝𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖.❞ *** 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐞 may be all bright smiles and laughter on the outside, but inside, she's hiding scars from years of abuse by her sadistic stepfather. Her only escape is a secluded cliff where she can forget, even if just for a moment. Until one day, she's not alone. 𝐆𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 𝐃'𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨, a ruthless mafia don feared for his iron grip on power, embodies the darkness she has tried to escape. Cold, calculating, and unfeeling, he's everything Daisy has been taught to fear. Yet, despite their differences, an undeniable attraction grows between them. Drawn to the light she unknowingly brings into his dark world, Giovanni becomes obsessed with her like a moth to a flame. As their lives intertwine, Daisy's warmth starts to corrupt his hardened heart and crack his icy exterior, while his darkness threatens to engulf her. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: November 04-24 𝐄𝐍𝐃: ... ‼️𝗧𝗪: this story includes some sensitives topics like emotional and physical abuse, self-harm/suicide, violence/blood, mature language, reference to rape, sex scenes and swearing. Please be aware of these topics before reading, and if you're sensitive to them, feel free to skip this book! <3 ‼️ ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒𝐄𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

Darkness seemed to seep from his body as he turned to face me, his eyes burned with actual fire. The fire disappeared then, in a way, I saw both fear and rage in his eyes as he stalked toward me. He grabbed the front of my tattered shirt and lifted me from the ground before slamming me against the wall. His eyes met mine for a split second and there I saw lust and something else mixed with rage. "How are you doing this to me?" He hissed before slamming his lips down on mine. I froze between him and the wall, surprised at the unknown feeling rushing through my body. Then, without my permission, my body reacted to his. My legs wrapped around his waist and my hands wrapped themselves in his hair. He groaned deeply as he pressed himself against me and I pressed my lower self against him harder. He bit my lower lip, demanding entrance to my mouth and that's when I got control of myself. I unwrapped myself from him and bit his lip as hard as I could, bringing blood. I pushed him away and he dropped me. He laughed and wiped the blood from his mouth as I stood. "I knew you wanted me." I laughed. "Me making you bleed is a sign that I want you? Man, the worlds changed a lot in the last five minutes." He chuckled. "Sweetheart you have no idea." And at that he walked away from me a huge smirk spread across his face. "Oh and Sweetheart just be glad I didn't kill you, I could have stolen your soul right then and there."

Violette Miller is a mere high school student whose scars say more than she ever could. Cain Garcia isn't who she thinks he is - when does the line between work and love get blurry? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . this book was written in 2020 by me. many told me they really liked it and wanted it back, so please beware of cringe language and/or scenes. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! NO TRANSLATIONS ALLOWED!

He gripped my waist flipping our position, my hands quickly gripping the headboard of my bed. My legs straddled his face, my cunt hovering over his mouth. He let out a breath, the cool air made my core clench. "vince this-" I moaned lifting my hips trying to move away. I could feel myself twitching in wanted pleasure. I wanted it so bad, but he- "fucking ride." ... Highest Rankings #1- fiction #1- brothersbestfriend #1- mafiaprincess #1- language #1- mobboss #1- daddyissues #1- daddysgirl #1- spicy #2- fluffandsmut #2- dominant #4- graphiccontent #3- mafiasmut #4- billionaire

"My father could hear us" I whispered to the man standing between my legs. "Let him" he breathed out, undoing his belt. "He'll kill you" "I'll die with a smile" he moaned. 𓂅 𓍢ꕥ ⁛ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. .⭐︎𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ! Luna Díaz, a seventeen year old who got daily emotionally and physically abused by her mother and step father. Both would invade her body for their own personal anger. An innocent teen who grew up not knowing who her father was. She danced in the shadows of his absence. All she knew was that he was just a one night stand with her mother. Her mother painted him as a callous figure who had abandoned them both, he didn't care for neither of them. Andrew Romano, a twenty two year old heart stopper billionaire, who is the right hand man for one of the most dangerous criminals alive, a breathing legend amongst villains. A man of power, father of 5 sons and who's family means everything to him. Carlo Guidi. Andrew might join his boss and co-run the business and their cover up company as he is the sole individual capable of even marginally rivaling Carlo's formidable influence. ___________________________________________ On a gracious stormy night, Mr Guidi with the help of Andrew, revisits he's little one night stand when finding out she stole from him. A goal to threaten, torture then kill hits a drastic shift when learning something unexpected. an unforeseen truth. He has a daughter. Sparks immediately erupted between Luna and Andrew, both so forbidden. Falling for your boss's daughter? A tale as old as time. What a cliche story, right? Start: 02/04/24 End: most impressive ranking 01/25 #44 Mafiaking

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

At twenty-one, Samantha has already shouldered more responsibility than most. Abandoned by her parents, she became the guardian of her fifteen-year-old brother, Carson, determined to give him the safe and stable life he deserves. By day she works long hours at a small-town diner, scraping by while hiding her own dreams behind a tired smile. But everything changes the night three mysterious men step in from the storm. Marcus. Jeremy. Tristan. Wealth drips from their tailored suits, yet shadows cling to them like a second skin. To the world, they are powerful and untouchable. What no one knows-what Samantha is about to discover-is that they are the kings of the underworld, ruthless Mafia bosses who rule with blood and secrets. Drawn to her beauty and strength, the men find themselves captivated. And Samantha, against her better judgment, feels an undeniable pull toward their dangerous world. What begins as chance encounters soon spirals into a web of passion, obsession, and peril. Samantha has fought her whole life to protect her brother. But now she must ask herself: can she survive the love of men who could destroy everything she's sacrificed for-or will dangerous love consume her?

"Is this why you waited until I was 18?" I shoved him away from me. Walking to the door "Fuck you and your boy's I'm out. I'm nobody's play thing. You guys are sick." I say I touch the door, I feel a hand wrap around my throat and slammed on the door "What did you say? No don't talk." Ash said. His grip tightens. I have no idea who it is. I moan. "And call us sick, but you enjoy it." Ash whispers in my ear. I try kicking behind me. I'm suddenly flipped around press roughly against the door. I shut my eyes and feel his hips pressed against mine I try punching but my hands are held above my head my neck is grabbed I feel lips on my neck than at my ear. "your going to pay for that, your ours. Fight all you want but it's never going to change when he told me about you I couldn't wait. Now to have you you have no idea how happy I am." Ash says I open my eyes. I see Gabriel leaning on the wall smirking. "It's true, I can finally stop acting. You have no idea what I did gain your trust. I had to get your family out of the way. Than play the waiting game. Happy birthday by the way." Gabriel says before he than goes upstairs. Tears stream down my face. I than look down. ---------------------------------- Just when Winter thinks she has the best boyfriend, he shows a whole new side. Gabriel has been hiding something from everyone. How will they take it?

(After High Series # 1) Saffron Rose Borromeo appears to have it all-top grades, family connections, and a guaranteed future in law. But appearances can be deceiving. Maximiliano Jose Delgado is her academic equal and complete opposite. Brilliant, intense, and fiercely independent, he seems to see right through her polished facade-and he clearly doesn't like what he sees. From their first day at the SCA- College of Law, they're locked in a rivalry that goes beyond textbooks and test scores. It's personal. It's consuming. And neither understands why the other brings out such strong reactions. But when good intentions collide with wounded pride, their carefully constructed worlds begin to crumble. Some secrets destroy trust. Some lies are meant to help. And sometimes, the person you're trying to save is the last person who wants your rescue.