"W-What are you doing?" I say breathing heavy. His hand starts sliding up my thigh while one of his hands grip my waist dominantly keeping me locked in his grip. He leans in, so close to my ear that his face is inches away from mine. "Let me make you scream until you can't anymore." I can see his smirk from my peripheral vision as his hand reaches to my pussy and that's when I remembered I wore no underwear.... fuck. "Commando?" he says chuckling as he slides his fingers in between my folds and nibbling on my ear........ Kyra was always good and submissive, did whatever her parents and partner wanted along with being a people pleaser. What will happen when she's had enough and goes wild but ends up sleeping with a mafia boss and gets into his head. *Currently editing.*

𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓭 "Hey Daddy," she swerved slowly, her chocolate brown eyes dancing with mischief as she inspected me. "I don't fuck with you Sophia," I growled possessively as I made my way towards her. "But you fuck me, don't you Lorenzo?" She smirked in satisfaction. My hand immediately tightened around her slim waist as I lifted her onto the counter with one hand. "You seem to have forgotten, just how much I can punish you for what you've done." I murmured into her ear. "I haven't. I don't mind," she whispered innocently whilst stroking my beard. "Open the shirt, remove it right now Sophia." I commanded in a powerful tone and her fingers didn't hesitate to unpin the buttons. ♡♡♡ 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨. He has been obsessed with his best friend's daughter for the longest time ever. A natural machiavellian and calculating man. He can't handle her presence. He is allured by her beauty, her deceptive innocence, and her illecebrous aura. It's not long until she has to stay with him... In the same house. How long can he maintain his self-control? 𝐒𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐨. She is everything, at least to Lorenzo. Her father gets involved with a dangerous man, who wants to harm Sophia and exploit her. She has no choice but to stay with her father's sexy best friend. The prospect of having a sweet but forbidden liaison sounds dangerous, but very tempting. How long does it take for her to submit to him, to admit that she feels the same? ~Mature Content| 18

"Tell me, bear? Do you truly believe in redemption?" Kade's voice is a teasing whisper, his breath warm against my skin as his gaze lingers on my lips. His eyes ignite an undeniable tension between us. I've sworn to myself over a thousand times that I'd never fall prey to his charms, never let his lips touch mine. But in this moment, as the air hums with forbidden desire, I can't help but wonder: can vows be shattered by the pull of enchantment? "Or is it vengeance you want?" - Kaia Beaumont is on a mission to right the wrongs of her past, even if her methods are a bit unconventional. But there's one person she's sworn to never reconcile with: Kade Matthews. He's the one person she despises more than anyone else. But when fate throws them together time and time again, Kaia must confront not only her feelings of hatred but also the undeniable chemistry that still boils between them. A hot flame she can't seem to put out. Will Kaia's need for redemption lead to unexpected love, or will her unresolved animosity tear them apart forever?

~>"I like to believe my thorns were once flowers."<~ ~* *~ Arabella Karve has learned to keep everyone away. To lock them out, and make them believe that she is the heartless daughter of the worst man alive. No one has ever taught her what it is like to be loved. This is until she meets Eros Vandare. A deadly assassin from Italy is hired to protect the heir to the throne of the mafia. He is a monster, and everyone knows it. He is incapable of love. Until he meets Arabella Karve, the girl he was hired to protect, and he realizes what it means to be alive. What it means to love. ~* *~ "You don't have to come up here every night if you don't want to." I mumble, my eyes fluttering shut. I never want to force him to come lay with me if he doesn't want to, if it makes him uncomfortable. His arms tighten around me. "I know I don't have to." His chest rumbles against me, the feeling vibrating within every bone in my body, "and I probably shouldn't." Disappointment floods my senses and I take a shallow breath, "probably not." "But I am." "Why?" I whisper softly. I tilt my head to look up at him, my eyes meeting his. He gently brushes a a piece of hair out of my face. "Because I'm fucking selfish and I need you, regardless of what I should or shouldn't do." ~* *~ **in the process of being edited<3**

-{Published Interactive Story on Chapters! }- <3 {#6 in Romance --- 22/02/17} Romance / Fantasy ︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵ "You look happy." he smiles, his dark eyes darting between my own. "I am." I grab his shirt and pull him towards me for a long, passionate kiss. A kiss that made every other kiss up to this point irrelevant. In this moment, it stopped. Everything. The worries, the stress, the doubt; the world stopped moving. And in this moment, with every kiss he came back to claim from my lips, with every tighter tug I made at his silky hair, wanting him closer to me, I knew I'd never get enough of him. ︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿ Mikara Richards isn't your normal girl. She's had a rough childhood. And rough is an understatement for her teen years. But when she's stuck with an abusive asshole and a mysterious man comes to the rescue, she makes a deal with him to set herself free. But we all have secrets, don't we? What happens when she starts to fall for a man who has more of a "dark side" than your average mystery guy? Someone whose raw desire is enough to tear a person apart. Someone the very thought of being without hurts to imagine. Someone who's so simple, but so complex. Someone whose fiery soul is as red hot as their burning passion... Andrew de Vil. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

She's not your average girl. Tossed into the world of guns and death at a young age, She's already used to it all. Trained to become a cold-hearted killer. When she's given a target to eliminate, it turns out her heart isn't so cold after all. Instead her brain is a crack because you don't go hooking up with your Target. "I will ruin you." "You can't ruin something that's already ruined." Stuck between the devil and the red Sea. This Devil though, Is willing to have her for himself. Except it all comes with a price. ::::::: "You dare try to double cross me?!" "Awww. Did it hurt to get betrayed? Get used to it Dumbass!" I was shoved hard against the wall again. I cursed. Shit. Updates every Fridays and Saturdays! #1 in Dark Past 1/9/2023 #1 in Undercover 14/9/2023 #3 in Spy 1/05/2024 #1 in Spy 18/06/2024 #1 in Sassy 06/10/2024 ::::: Thank you for checking out my book. it's going to need all your love and support. lots of love, Sophie_Kvng❤️

He wanted her to say something, anything! Why was she agreeing to this? Why was she accepting marriage to a man she didn't even know? Why was she so weak, so stupid, so powerless? He wished above all things that he could walk away from this mess but his father had made it very clear; he couldn't walk away, only Kyra could. And until then, he was stuck with her. Yet, here she sat, hardly able to even look him in the eye. "You, Kyra, are many things" He said, his finger tracing the outline of her face. She held her eye lids shut, no doubt afraid to look at him. "A bait. A punishment. A torment" He snarled, making certain to leave his venom dripping from every word as he laid emphasis on them. He leaned forward and pressed his lips menacingly against her ears. "But. You. Will. Never. Be. My. Wife" Retracting his finger and leaning back, he watched her, waiting patiently for her reaction. But she sat there, her eyelids still shut, her hands trembling by her side and her lips pressed together. She said nothing and it infuriated him. He hated the woman that sat before him, the weakling that was his curse. He watched with great disgust as a drop of tear disentangled itself from her thick, black, long lashes and made its way down her flushed cheek while her eyes stood shut. With that, he turned around and walked away, determined to be the one to break Kyra. **** When Vihaan's father forces him into an arranged marriage with Kyra, he treats her as she deserves; with anger and disgust. Until the real reason his father chose Kyra is revealed; her life hangs on the balance and with her death, Vihaan stands to gain her father's entire empire. Will Vihaan eventually turn against his father's sinister plan to get Kyra out of the picture and stand to fight for her life or will he see her death as an escape from his emotional prison? Copyright © 2016-2019 Lily Orevba All rights reserved

"Pl-please I am sorry" "I loved you more than anything, I would've given my life for you without question...but what you did to me was worse than death and I can never forgive you for that" ₪⸗₪⸗₪ "What happened?" I ask thinking how can she get such a huge scar. "Isn't it beautiful" she says and I looks at her confused when she continues "I cut of my entire skin removing the tattoo that always reminded me of you and your fake love...I did it right after I watched you marry my sister in front of me" she says with a huge smile and starts to walk out. "What have I done to you?" I ask to myself. "You destroyed me" she replies and walks out. ₪⸗₪⸗₪ Juliet Garcia was once like the beautiful flower of lotus which blooms in the middle of a swamp. Being the daughter of Spanish mafia leader's daughter she was surrounded by bad business of her father but she was still pure and innocent. Then she met the cold-hearted Gabriel Valentino but to her he was nothing but her prince charming. Gabriel Valentino the mafia king, The Lucifer...Every man feared him and his men worshipped him. He was true definition of Lucifer, cold-hearted and a murderer. Then he met the sweet innocent Juliet, who soon became the reason of his life, the purpose of his existence. One misunderstanding... One betrayal... One heartbreak... And it all ended. Five years later... Juliet is no longer the innocent girl, she is the Donna of the American Mafia...The Pandora. Gabriel is filled with grief and love for his Juliet. Fate brings them together once again... One heart filled with hate... One filled with regret and love... Who will achieve victory? Love? or Hate? {I DO NOT OWN PHOTO'S, GIF'S OR VIDEOS USED IN THIS BOOK}

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐎'𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 ❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲❞ 𝐃𝐚'𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳 wished her family loved her the way most families loved each other. It was only something she could have dreamt about. She wasn't like all the others, no damsel in her bones. An assassin of skill and wits that no other could question her on. The empire was timid by her good looks and lustful eyes that gazed into the soul. She felt as if she was an outcast from the other women in the empire, but she wouldn't let that define her. With every assassin came a bone of distraction, something hiding deep inside them. Nothing but a bad habit. Her hands tended to linger in sinners' water, as she couldn't help but dance with the devil. The demon lustfully craving to be touched, craving to be let out. Locking her demon away, keeping her mind only on the task she had been given, to kill the next heir of the Chimbino's family. Soon realizing 𝐊𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐨 was tasked with same fate, would they only be enemies or would their enemy soon become their lover.