Dante's Inferno
- GELESEN 3
- Stimmen 0
- Teile 1
Excerpt: ..."Don't I know you from somewhere?" The boy asked with an Italian accent. Dante had never seen this kid in his life but, this is New York and a lot of people live here. He most likely had seen someone who looks like Dante. Dante shrugged his shoulders as the boy's eye's lost its eagle gaze. As Dante looked around, he had seen some of the girls gazing over at the boy. "Dude, check it out those girls are looking at you." Dante said. The boy turned around with no expression but, slowly turned back. "So." The boy said. He was a pretty attractive looking guy, so attractive that he doesn't care that girls were looking at him like they all want to pounce on him. Dante envied this guy; he wished a girl would look at him like that. As the group talked more, they found out that the blonde kid's name is Phil De Luca...
Alle Rechte vorbehalten
Werde Teil der größten Geschichtenerzähler-CommunityErhalte personalisierte Geschichtenempfehlungen, speichere deine Favoriten in deiner Bibliothek und kommentiere und stimme ab, um deine Community zu vergrößern.
Vielleicht gefällt dir auch
Under His Control (BXB)
"Why are you here?" "You called for me, young warlock. I've heard a lot about you from The Beyond. Thank you for summoning me into your world, by the way" he smirked at me, so close now I could feel his breath on my face. I'd hoped I would never see one of his kind. And I wish I never had. ~~~ As a kid, Storm has never had much freedom. He wasn't allowed to go to school until year seven because his father was afraid he'd reveal himself to the general population, the humans, the people Storm and the others of his kind are sworn to protect. Because Storm isn't an ordinary nineteen year old, as much as he'd love that to be the case. He's a warlock in training, taking a sports course during the day and learning magic with his father at night. He's always been a sensible boy, until he made the greatest mistake of his life... A mistake he may live to regret for eternity.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
ACE
I looked at her possessively before grabbing her by the nape of her neck and pulling her closer to me, our lips a breath away. "You are mine. Only mine. Understand?" I gritted out and she nodded slowly. "Good. Because I'll fucking kill any man who lays his hand on you. On what's mine." I said and crashed my lips onto hers. I kissed her roughly and possessively, I made her know who she belonged to. And if anyone said otherwise, they'd have to deal with a bullet in their head. * * * Nicholas 'Ace' King - Don of the Italian Mafia and the most feared person around. Dove Winchester - A bright college student, with a fire inside her only a few know about. When Dove bumps into the Mafia king at her favourite café, how will he react? She seems to bump into him in various places that her friends say it's fate... but is it? Will Dove grow closer to Nicholas and put his past behind them or will she question all her morals to be with him? Will Nicholas learn to love or will he be dragged down with his bloody past? Keep Reading to find out! #1 in Passion #1 in College #1 in Café #1 in Blue Eyes #1 in Rich #1 in Beautiful #1 in Bad Past #1 in Girl #1 in Guy #1 in Jealousy #1 in Hot Guys #2 in Italian #2 in Bad ass #3 in Dark Romance #4 in Singer #4 in Mafia #5 in Billionaire #6 in Possessive #11 in Friends & Family #11 in College Stories #12 in LoveAbgeschlossene Geschichte
Familiarity
I walked on the nearly empty bus in New York City, which was very rare. It was the middle of the night and this was the last train going around the tracks. It was only me in the car for a few stops. I was hiding my face with a hoodie. I had my headphones in when he walked in. I looked up and our eyes met. He looked familiar and I quickly looked away. He's probably a fan and followed me. I probably met him at a meet and greet, at least that's what I thought. I felt a presence next to me and looked up to see the green/blue eyes that were so familiar. I took one of my earbuds out. "Hi?" I asked. "Hey. If you don't mind me asking, but where are you from?" He asked. "Let me know your name first." I said still cautious. I paused my music and wrapped the earbuds around my phone and put it in my pocket. "Denzel Weller." He said holding out his hand. "Rose Pitcher." I told him taking his hand. He looked so familiar. His name tried to break through a wall in my memories. I looked around us to see that there was one person left on the train besides us. I took my hood off revealing my turquoise hair. I just got it done and that's what I'm going to my hotel from. "So, where are you from?" He asked me. "We say where we're from at the same time." I told him. He nodded. "1.....2.......3!" I said. "LA." We said at the same time. I looked at him surprised. I took a closer look at him. He looked like he was around the same age as me, 21-22. I studied his features. He had smaller than average ears, an average sized nose, a strong jaw line, short medium brown hair, and then his eyes. I stared into his eyes and saw that they held familiarity.Abgeschlossene Geschichte![Barbie (BoyxBoy) [R]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/299177796-256-k141563.jpg)
Barbie (BoyxBoy) [R]
[COMPLETED] "Well, well look who decided to show up on the party.", he then look at me up and down before putting one hand up on his chin. "And he's wearing something slutty too, tryna score some?", He smirks. I groan, "What do you want? leave me alone!", I push him rather harshly, he didn't budge though instead he leans in and trap me between his body as my back lean against the wall. "You're a feisty one aren't you, barbie?", he whispered huskily, making me shiver for some reason as I gulp when he starts caressing the back of my neck. "I must say, you look good.", he continues making me speechless for a moment. ~~~ "Ahh fuck... Fuck you!", I moaned as the asshole grins at me sheepishly. I really hate him so much, I don't even know why we're doing this right now. Kissing, fucking, and sweating with each other. "That's funny cause I'm fucking you, barbie!", He then goes deeper and deeper in me hitting my prostate causing me to whimpers in pleasure. I really hate him so fucking much! Fuck Rafael Sandoval! ~~~ Alcrais is an openly gay student. Being part of the cheerleader team and having a pretty face mean he's kinda known in his high school. Although his life is not as perfect as it seems. Especially when he has to be partnered up with his so called enemies that he despise. Rafael is your typical high school QB. He's a loud, obnoxious and also known to attract attention from people. Having great physics also rich parents just easily makes him adored by many. Many but one guy, one pretty guy he called Barbie. They didn't get along really well but like other cliché story it soon turns out differently. Will their despair turn into something sweet? Will it ends happily? Guess you have to find out and read this book ✨✨ (*Rated R, not suitable for everyone under 18.)Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Like No Other Man
Mommy! Mommy! Luca's here!" I looked up from placing the candles on the cake and looked up to see Jonah running into the kitchen. Behind him Luca strolled in with a mischievous smirk on his face. I resisted the urge to jump him considering the fact that a certain someone was in the room. "Luca!" I said and he pulled me into a hug. "What are you doing here?" I hissed in his ear. "What does it look like, love. I'm attending little Jonah's birthday party." He said and squeezed my ass when Jonah wasn't looking. We pulled away with me glaring at him. "I'm so happy that you're here, Luca!" Jonah said excited, Luca smiled down at him and picked him up. "Damn, you're getting big." Luca groaned, I rolled my eyes and went to pick up the cake. "That's because today is my sixth birthday!" Jonah said, "I would prefer that you didn't use that language around my son." I looked to see Micheal walking into the kitchen. He had a serious look on his face as he glared at Luca. Luca became serious and set Jonah down. "You must be Micheal. We never formally met before. Jonah's dad and Charli's ex-husband." Luca said smirking. "Luca, stop it." I said between clenched teeth as I walked over to him. "Yes and you must be Luca. Jonah speaks a lot about you." Micheal said his jaw clenching. I gripped his arm and he grabbed my hand and squeezed it. Micheal glared at him which only made Luca's smirk grow. "She's mine now and soon... Jonah will be my stepson." Luca said, Micheal growled angrily and charge after him. "Holy shit!" I cried out as Luca dodged the punch and threw one back.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
I'm here
Luca is a 28 year old mafia don, who is trying to better himself mentally with everything he's been through, he just wants to feel free. Kiana is a 24 year old therapist dealing with her own emotions and shit, she just wanted an escape. They meet and attempt to help each other, no romantic feelings but life makes everything harder and they can't stay away from each other. ** There is a lot of mature content in this book and I will not be putting warnings before as it will be long: this includes, sex (between more than one partner), drug abuse, sexual assault and harassment, mental illness and others. Please do not read if you feel as though you will be triggered** He stalked his way towards her. No words were uttered. Pure lust evident in their eyes. He backed her into a corner, she was looking everywhere but him, she couldn't, she shouldn't. His hand toyed with the hem of her dress. He hesitated. His mind was racing with thoughts of how he shouldn't, he couldn't. Her heartbeat picked up, her breaths quickened, her body needed him. He saw the affect he had on her. Pulling up her dress, he saw she had no panties on. Enraged he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her, making her look into his eyes. His other hand slid into her folds, she was soaking wet, just for him. She whimpered in response. She couldn't get enough. Her hips rocked back and forth along with his fingers. He added another. Yet to kiss her, he pushed the thought out of his head. Her body began to rock faster, causing moans to fall from her mouth. He bent down to her ear and whispered, "Perché non possiamo semplicemente stare lontani gli uni dagli altri belli?". (Why can't we just stay away from each other beautiful?).Abgeschlossene Geschichte
The Fire In Me (A Leo Valdez Love Story)
NONE OF THE CHAPTERS IN THIS BOOK ARE PG-13! The settings for this book went psycho, but I promise you, this book is clean. I stared in amazement and horror, and then realized that the person-which, as I looked at him, was a boy-was extending his hand to lift me up. I took it thankfully. When I stood up, the world tipped to the left, and I stumbled. The boy caught me with strong hands. I looked at him and finally was able to look in on his features. The boy was only about 13 or 14. He had a shock of freckles, and a pointy nose, with rosy cheeks, and a mane of curly black hair. He had this quirky smile on his face, and his eyes glinted with mischief. He was dressed in a smithy outfit, complete with a tool belt, which had nothing in it. He also had some sturdy black boots. "You alright?" His voice was kind of squeaky, like he was just getting through puberty, right in the middle of high and low. "I'm fine," I replied, though he raised one of his eyebrows, pretty sure I was lying. I was of course. My favorite band had just turned into a couple of ugly, unearthly mermaids! My hands and legs trembled, and I almost fell over. I managed to stand, and asked, "What were those?" "Sirens. Probably why all the people in this room are asleep!" He grinned, like this was some kind of joke. I was not laughing. "Who are you?" I asked, not really wanting an answer, but it felt good to talk. "Oh! My apologies." He said it with a great bow. "Leo Valdez, engineer extraordinaire, son of Hephaestus." Edit: Thank you guys so much for all the awesome comments and for helping me reach over 25k reads! It is really a dream-come-true for me, I am so grateful for all your support.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
The Possessive Gang Leaders Princess
I sit down on my bike looking around the school parking lot. Listening to music, I stand up begin to walk through the student-less parking lot. Honestly, it's not like I meant to be late. My music cut out causing me to hear a whistle. I stop in my tracks and pull my headphones down to my neck. Turning around, I seen a group of men with one guy who just smirked at me. "You new here beautiful?" one of the guys asked. "What do you think Einstein?" cocking my brow. "Ohh. Challenging? I like." he says walking towards me, about two inches away. "Really?" biting my lip, as he continued walking towards me. He reaches out and grabs my hip, "Mmhmm," smiling down at me. Swiftly, I grab his hand, turn him around, kick him right above the back of his knee, and pushes down so he's on his knees in front of me in a position of which I could brake his arm, "What a shame, 'cause personally, I don't like fuck boys with various STD'S." I look at all the men in the group who had their jaws dropped, all except for one, "Touch me one more time, and I'll brake your arm in two." I stand and kick his back so he falls on the concert. "Anyone else?" they stare at me blankly. "Didn't think so." When fuck boy tries to get up, I take my foot and slam him back down. Looking back at the boys, I say, "Later boys." Then, I turn and leave. ~~~~ Truce Mane is a girl who recently moved to New York with her youngest niece and nephew along with her uncle Mike. Truce went through many things as a child. She still went through them. Her mother blamed her for everything. She would get into Street fights. As in, she would fight in a dark alley with whoever she could. Sounds bad, huh? Wrong. *** Dante Kings is the most feared gang leader across the world. While he does have his fuck and Chuck's, he's been looking for his princess. He vowed that when he found her, she'd be his and he would treat her like a queen. When the spit fire moves to town and believes he's finally found her. Has he?Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Never Ending Lies ✔️
{EDITING PROCESS} *BOOK ONE OF TWO* When a high school student named Davina Smith faces her senior year after a tragedy in her family, suddenly finds herself appealed to the new kids in town. She never had an interest in befriending anyone besides her childhood friends Emma and Jackson, But these kids had something about them that just made them stick out. Maybe it wasint such a bad idea to expand her social life. What could go wrong? Right..? ~~~~~~~~~~~ Davina Smith, a 17 year old with trauma of losing those close to her from past experiences and losses, is soon appealed to the new kids in town. Or more like appealed to the attractive black haired, green eyed boy. She's never been the one to want to have a relationship. Is now the time? Xavier Witts, a 18 year old boy hiding a nothing more than a couple lies... or so he says. Xavier never wanted to get attached to someone he could lose. He never to wanted to go through that again. But what happens when suddenly that person fights against his measures of protection? What happens when that person is willing to risk their life just to be with him? Luckily he would do the same ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't know what to do Xavier..." I cry uncontrollably into his chest as he holds onto me for dear life. "I know love. I know." "I'm such a bother to yall." I choke out. "I'm so fucking weak. I can't even defend myself." Xavier's arms unwrap from my body, and his hands hold my teary face. "I'm a worthless h-human." Xavier furrows his eyebrows in pain. A tear of his own falling down his face. "No," he says shaking his head. "No. You've never been a bother to me. You aren't weak. And you most certainly aren't worthless." I gasp to breathe, and he continues talking. "What you are is an amazing person who hasn't let all of this crazy bullshit affect her. You handled it like a champ. What you are is a strong, brave being that has stood by my side." I breathe as he leans closer. "What you are, is the love of my life...."Abgeschlossene Geschichte
What's Upp!?! Bad boy
Without any warning he turned toward me. I took a small step back but find the door behind me. He leaned toward me resting one arm at my head level at the side of my form. He leaned more until his breath was fanned over my face. He looked at my eyes and automatically aur eyes again get locked with each other. I was nervous ,don't know what to do. I was frozed by his proximity. We remained at that position for some seconds. "God, you are so tempting", he muttered under his breath looking at my eyes and slowly lower his gaze on my lips then again back to my eyes. His oceanic blue eyes were sparkelling. He closed his eyes and again turned around as if he is controlling himself. I let a sigh of relief and relaxed myself. -----_----------------_---------------_-----------------_------ Mia,a girl with lots of crazy thoughts,has a crush on a very popular boy ,Dean who is famous as his bad boy reputation.As Mia is not so famous ,silent and avoid getting in limelight,Dean never noticed her. What will happen when Mia's best friend ,Sophia joined her at school and immediately attracts everyones attention especially Dean's... There is a big secret of past in Mia's life as well as Dean's life. Its their mission to find out the secrets about their pasts. The story has lots of twist and turns which will lead u to a very..u know what I mean. Please read as it is my first book,ignore grammar and spelling mistakes.Do not copy or do not steal any part of it.it is purely my mind's work and completely imaginary Enjoy NOTE: ITS NOT EDITED .Abgeschlossene Geschichte
"Why are you here?" "You called for me, young warlock. I've heard a lot about you from The Beyond. Thank you for summoning me into your world, by the way" he smirked at me, so close now I could feel his breath on my face. I'd hoped I would never see one of his kind. And I wish I never had. ~~~ As a kid, Storm has never had much freedom. He wasn't allowed to go to school until year seven because his father was afraid he'd reveal himself to the general population, the humans, the people Storm and the others of his kind are sworn to protect. Because Storm isn't an ordinary nineteen year old, as much as he'd love that to be the case. He's a warlock in training, taking a sports course during the day and learning magic with his father at night. He's always been a sensible boy, until he made the greatest mistake of his life... A mistake he may live to regret for eternity.
Mehr DetailsInhaltsrichtlinien