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(Teen Romance) Beautiful Adeline: A Mafia Romance (Dark Romance) I Still Hate You (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) All For the Money (Erotic Romance) His Girlfriend's Brother (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) Marina (Mystery/Thriller)

Content warning ⚠️‼️: This book is a dark mafia romance containing explicit sexual content, graphic violence (including murder and assault), kidnapping, intense power exchange, spanking/discipline, rough sex, and strong language. It features an enemies-to-lovers arc with eventual mutual consent. Intended for mature readers 18+ only who enjoy very dark, possessive alpha heroes and high-stakes romance. Please read responsibly. Chapter 1 Lila Moreau had always known her father played with fire.

“As many as you want.” “That’s not—” “I’m serious. Go.” I moved through the narrow aisles and let my fingers trail over the spines. Some were cracked leather, others smooth paperback, the new ones still crisp and unbroken. I found myself in the romance section because of course I did. The covers were ridiculous with their shirtless men and promises of happy endings I’d stopped believing in. “These any good?” I jumped. Nate stood close enough that I caught the scent of cedar. “I don’t know. Haven’t read them yet.”

It was at the playground, when she’d come to pick up Lisa–the extra cute little girl I’d instantly fallen in love with the moment I laid eyes on her. “Of course I do. How‘s little Lisa?” “She’s good. And she won’t stop talking about you.” “She’s a nice kid.” I admitted, “She is,” Rose agreed, before her gaze shifted to the book in my hands. “Interesting selection,” she commented, with a small smile and I looked down at the book I'd picked. ‘Beginners Guide; How to Ruin a Man in Bed.’ Out of all the books in the library, I just had to pick this one. Heat rose to my cheeks—good thing it was hidden beneath the curtain of my hair.

she says, excited. “What do you have me reading,” I say, stunned. I mean after the times I’ve had with both Parker and Rafe nothing should shock me. But she’s 14! They actually put this stuff in books?? At 14 I was nowhere close to having extremely intimate thoughts about males! “I told you! It's called, “Love Under The Moon.” I’ve read it like four times, soo soo good,” she swoons. I gape at her, not sure what to think.

and "In His Arms." It's a section on romance. It's the only section with books in hues of sultry reds and blushing pinks. I reach for 'In His Arms' and pull it out enough to see the cover. Longing twists my insides at the vision of a shapely man holding a brunette in his loving arms, as the title suggests. They're naked. Their flushed bodies were wrapped haphazardly in a white satin sheet. "Are you looking for anything in particular?" Kade calls from across the library.

“Your body... fuck, Rachel. I want every inch of you.” Rachel stepped forward until their chests met. She could feel Kristen’s hard nipples brushing against hers. The sensation made her whimper. Their lips met again, and this time it wasn’t slow or romantic. It was filthy, all tongue and teeth, breathless gasps and groping hands. Rachel reached behind Kristen, grabbing her ass and pulling her closer. Their hips ground together, the friction through their panties unbearable. “I’ve touched myself every night thinking about you,” she murmured into Kristen’s mouth. “Imagining your tongue, your hands, your moans.”

I just want to thank you for your support. I loved writing this book. It breaks my heart to end this beautiful romance. I loved writing about Alec's and River's love. I hope you all enjoyed it too. It would mean so much if you would leave me a review and share my book with others. I am currently working on Alpha Ivan's sequel, Valentina - I Bow To No One. I don't like to work on multiple books at one time. It's better for me that way so that I won't get the characters mixed up. As soon as I have a good amount of chapters I will get with my editor and get it on the shelf.

My skirt bunches at my waist, my pussy bare and glistening, the lips swollen, clit throbbing under the dome light. “I turn nineteen in three weeks. Taste me, Dante. Then decide.” The car swerves, tires biting asphalt as he veers onto a deserted side street. Evening shadows swallow us; no one will knock on tinted windows. The engine goes off, as he kills it. “Make love to me,” I breathe, my fingers already parting my folds, exposing the slick pink to the mirror. “I’d Prove I’m exactly the girl who should top your list.” A low, smug laugh rumbles from the front. He twists in his seat, eyes feral.

He pulled me to him, bringing our bodies together. The world was all heat and electricity, thick with tension that only sparks away from exploding around us. I was balancing on another precipice, which was not easy to do in heels. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and this time I was the one who drew him closer. I closed my eyes, and the world around me faded. The noise, the smoke....it was gone. His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, and his hands, soft on the back of my neck, with a promise of forever.