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I didn't ask to be born into this world, none of us did but we make the best of it. I'm a twenty-five year old single man. Why you may ask? Because I've seen what love can do to a person. It can destroy them. My parent's are amazing but I can still remember the time's my father threatened to kill my mother, left us due to his mental illness. Besides who needs one main women when I can have a different one under me every night, money to blow and fast cars. I'm just enjoying my time until I take my Papes place at the throne. Most nights are spent living it up with my cousins who are my only friends. However there is the one girl that has caught my eye and I don't know why. I first spotted her at a random coffee house I stepped into. Usually I'm very talkative especially when I'm trying to snag a chic but I couldn't utter a word to her. I barely managed to place my order. Now, I find myself going out of my way to stop by that coffee shop everyday. It doesn't matter that it's out of my way. The only thing that matters is that I see her. I knew I could take her if I really wanted to but I can't make myself to do it. She sees me enter and shoots me that amazing smile and prepares my order without even asking what I want, she knows. She'll offer a greeting but all I can do is nod my head. She makes me lose my word's. Deep in my mind I wonder if she could be the one that could change my mind on love and that scares me. For now I'm satisfied at seeing her for the few minutes it takes to get my coffee. Besides I'm a killer, a future mob king and she's this delicate flower that wouldn't understand my world. It's best to cut my loses and move on. If only I knew her name..

"Let's get rid of this," he releases my hair letting it fall freely His hot heavy breath lingers on my lips and sends shivers down my back. I see him looking down at my lips and I know what he's going to do "I'm sick," I murmur looking directly into his eyes "So," he says placing his hands on either side of me trapping me so I have nowhere to run I'm still looking into his eyes and I realize I want him to kiss me I want him to kiss me My thoughts are interrupted the minute I feel his soft wet lips on mine * Lydia is a cold and emotionless girl with a past of dark memories and a life built on lies. When her biggest secret is threatened to be spilled she's blackmailed into living with the famous and rich bad boy Elliot Stone for an entire year. What happens when Lydia wants nothing to do with Stone, but he's determined to unravel the mystery surrounding her? Will Lydia allow her secrets to be spilled or will she do whatever it takes to keep them hidden?

UNEDITED WATTPAD VERSION! (This is the arguably rubbish version, ye be warned.) Includes a sample of the published version as well *** Life would be so much easier if he wasn't around, but even I couldn't deny that my life seemed to truly begin since his arrival. Had Lucifer truly been kicked out of heaven because of his own cravings for power, or had he fled after realizing his true happiness lied elsewhere, in a darker atmosphere? In this world, there is strictly no good or bad, no clear right or wrong. We make poor decisions, hoping it will prove worthy in the end. When it does, we never look back, but when it doesn't, it tears us apart like ravaged hell hounds. Perhaps we're all the product of Lucifer and God alike. Born from beauty only to fall to desire. *** When young baker Rosaria Castellanos is offered a chance to pay her parent's debts to the infamous Romano mafia family by a simple favor, she takes it in a heartbeat. Everyone expected a happy italian wedding, with too much wine to handle and lots of singing. Cater pastries, and don't die? Sounds easy enough. Nobody expected her to catch the eye of the young boss, Giovanni Romano, nicknamed 'The King of New York' for good reason. Unknowingly bound to the mafia by birthright, introduced by a dangerous love, Rosaria's identity will soon be forged. An unlikely heroine, imperfect and anxious, must grow through struggles and gang violence to save those around her. In even the darkest of places, love can bloom. Perhaps even in the mafia. - Side note: Warning: mature sexual scenes, swearing, violence ✨Milestones ✨ Featured on ��������'s Dangerouslove profile #3 in Thrill -9/7/20 #32 in Mature -9/7/20 #42 in Mafia -3/10/20 #45 in Love -9/7/20 ~ Dates ~ WP Start: October 19th 2019 Finished: December 1st 2020 Published: February 14th 2021

I'm gonna get him killed. Someday. Somehow. I'm gonna get him killed. And the worst part? He knows I will. "Turn this into a fucking game, I'm begging you to make a bet out of it, just to see how long you'll last trying to change it before you realize not only you, but no one can. Genie gives you three wishes? Not enough. Every single memory taken out of my brain? Still only got one reality. A gun to my head....? You'll know my last words even if I don't get to say them." "A gun to mine?" An enemies to dead lovers, if you may. "A gun to yours?" I fucking hate him. "We're not the kind that fear death, why?" I really fucking hate him. "We know it doesn't end anything, we know it starts everything. You think a gun to your head's gonna be the last? No, either we write a sequel together in hell, or you're gonna find me taking a relaxing bath in someone's blood." "Do you know what a gun to yours means?" "A gun to my head....?" "A gun to your head, means a gun in my hands." He smiles. "Take my last breath from me, and I'll give you my last words."

"I love you" she says and kisses my jaw tenderly. "I love you too baby" I reply stroking her still damp hair. We were sat in a dirty McDonald's car park. We could be sat in a fucking pile of trash and I wouldn't care. Because I would be with her. As long as I'm with her, nothing else matters. -------------------------------------------------------- After all he had known was anger and hatred she was like a breath of fresh air to him. With just one look into her mesmerizing chocolate eyes and one listen to her angelic voice he knew he was ruined. He despised this feeling. He felt helpless. No matter how much he tried to stay away he was drawn to her and he knew he was playing a very dangerous game. Leaving the pain of her past behind her she starts a fresh in a new town with her older brother. Meeting the towns bad boy was not on her agenda but every time she saw him she was intrigued. He was rude and had a terrible attitude, but his eyes didn't show anything but pain which is something she knew all too well. They are complete opposites but have one thing in common. They are both broken, maybe just maybe they could be the cure to each others pain. ⚠️ this story contains mentions of abuse and alcohol so if you are not comfortable with this please do not read my story.

Instagram: queen.chappi Snapchat: jordan.chapman2 Please enjoy! COMPLETED MATURE CONTENT! TRIGGER WARNINGS: Abuse, assault etc!!! Mouse, a timid young woman who is on the verge of understanding herself, is thrown into a world of hurt, fear and danger. She must learn to depend on the help of strangers all the while learning to depend on herself. Will she conquer her trauma and build a better life? Or will she let it consume her and ultimately let it destroy her and others along with it? "Would you like to come in?" I choked. I didn't want to seem rude but at the same time, there was a limit to how nice I would go for this stranger. He shrugged his shoulders and took a step back from the house. "I better not." He yawned and rubbed his face to rid himself of sleep. "Once I come in you wont be able to get me out." He laughed. My hand drew to my mouth like a pulley system. I looked down at my shoes and cleared my throat. "Thank you for walking me home." "It's no problem, but like I said, the debt is not repaid." Apollo turned around and began to walk away. "See you later kid." I shuddered at the thought. "Are you going to keep following me?" Apollo laughed. "Wouldn't you like to know." "I will get the authorities involved." He laughed and threw his arm over his head, waving goodbye. "That's what they all say!"

[Book #3 in the Nystrom series] [TW: mature content, heavy topics, language] "You hate me." He states, sounding almost ridiculous. I shake my head. "I don't." A grin tugs at his mouth, he takes a step closer. "You like me then." I feel my heart race, the same way it has always done for him. "No." "You love me?" Another question, another lie, another step closer. "Definitely not." "Liar." In a split second his hands are on my waist. My heart not getting a chance to recover because now his lips are on mine. 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐎, the innocent angel. Or so they thought. She was someone you'd want to worship, not knowing whether you were worshipping a goddess or someone far worse than the devil himself. Yet in the middle of her chaos, there was him - he was her anchor, but unfortunately for her, she was drowning. 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎 T̶H̶O̶R̶N̶B̶R̶I̶D̶G̶E̶ 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄, the abomination that shouldn't have been born. He had never cared about anything or anybody, until her. Her heart was the only thing he wanted to hold, her name the only language he knew, her existence woven into his veins. She was like a knife, and he was ready to bleed. They promised friendship, nothing more-but hearts are liars, and so were they. 𓆩♡𓆪 Started: August 2024 Finished: TBA

"𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏" 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑?" She thought she had her life figured out. A quiet job in a quiet town, a routine that never hurt, and a heart too careful to fall for anyone too fast. But then he walked in. The new hire. Mysterious. Impossibly attractive. He had the smile of a gentleman and the presence of a man who'd burn the world to keep your attention. He said all the right things. Held doors. Knew how to make her laugh. And when he looked at her-it felt like she was the only girl in the universe. But love, she learns, can be blinding. And not all monsters hide in shadows. Some wear suits. Some call you "baby." Some hold you like you're a prayer-then break you like a curse. Because he has secrets. Dark ones. Dangerous ones. The kind of truths that can't be buried without blood. So now the real question is... Will she uncover who he truly is-before it's too late? Can love survive when it's soaked in lies and obsession? And when she finally sees the monster behind the man... Will she run? Or will she stay?

[COMPLETE] [MATURE] ❝Revenge is a bitch, I'll make it my bitch. ❞ Mars Matthews was anything but innocent. She was sarcastic, talkative, some even say cold hearted. She had a dark past which she tried hard to forget about. Not knowing how much her life is about to change when her eyes meet the cold green ones. Vincent Black the leader of the Italian Mafia. He was everything you expected him to be. Cold hearted, daddy issues, killer. He had no luck in love or anything involving happiness. Being the possessive shit he is, he took Mars all for himself when he saw her laughing at gunpoint. What happens when Mars finds out truths about her family that was supposed to be buried. *** "I thought I did not have you anymore." I muttered, embarrassment seeping through my body and I looked down. He moved closer so his lips touched mine and he took my bottom lip between his, biting softly. "You own me, love." he murmured against my lips as his free hand rested behind my head. *** "And if the devil was to ever see you, he would kiss your eyes and repent." Warning: this book has a messy plot and the smut isn't that good bc I was a teenager writing 18+ shit, so do not expect detailed smut. Some ppl said it's good but idk. IN NEED OF EDITING. #1 in funny 10/10/2021 #4 in badass 10/10/2021 #3 in knife 10/10/2021 #3 in female 12/10//2021 #14 in sibling 16/10/2021 #1 in job 31/10/2021 #1 in sad 07/01/2022

"Mine." His low growl of possession took my heart and the fate of my panties. They were soaked through with arousal. Damn it. I stroked his face as he sniffed the air. I prayed he couldn't smell my body's reaction to his. His hand slipped from my waist and traveled to the rip in my dress. "I can smell how much your body craves mine." My breath catches as his hand finds it home at the front of my panties. "Why don't you just submit yourself to me? Accept that you are mine and mine alone?" His hand was traveling lower, and he found my clit rubbing it through my underwear. I couldn't help but lean my head back and moan out at his skillful administration on my pussy."Moan, my name, my innocent mate. Tell everyone who is making you feel this pleasure."He had ripped my underwear off me and threw them across to hit another tree. He propped me up against the tree, causing me to hold onto his shoulders for support as his fingers took advantage of my spread legs, my dress completely exposing my pussy to him."Absolutely Ravishing." One of his thick fingers pumped its way into my hole, causing me to moan loudly into his ear. "Seth." **** Seth Knight was not one for romance; everyone at Quillwood High School knew that. If you were a girl, you were in danger of being his next distraction. He would fuck a girl, the girl would fall in love, and he would leave. It was what had always happened. But there was a time before he had become a player. His old best friend, Belle Rivers, the innocent, sweet girl he had known since birth, kept the darkness at bay. Their mothers had been best friends since high school and conceived only months apart. They were destined to be. He was her protector, and she had kept him good, but when his dad died, the darkness crept into his heart, and the only one who could save him was forced to leave him. "Sample" (Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }