Mmfm Romance Books Meaning の小説・ストーリー

Gupta Comment your thoughts. As I've mentioned this is the first time I'm writing a mmf, where MM is also there. I first wrote MFM for Mad, Bree & Brandon (my og readers know🙈), but this is different with Jer & Lachlan being romantically involved, so do share your views!! Thanks 🖤🎀🖤

Anyway, after all my ongoing books have been completed, I've decided to focus mainly on MM romances (billionaires, mafias and maybe wolves ;)] with a little sprinkle forbidden romances and realllyyy spicy smut I'll meet you in those new worlds. Really EFFING LOVE YOU

THE BOOK IS NOW RELEASED, YOU CAN ADD IT TO YOUR LIBRARIES! TWISTED MARRIAGE- A DARK MMF MAFIA ROMANCE A. Gupta

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

“Just when I thought revenge couldn't taste fucking sweeter. Arturo and his brother Donte are connected to the Russian Mafia… “I'll get the bastard shopped to the feds, and then Sofia will know what it feels like to really be alone.” I let out another chuckle. “I should have known that there was something shady about these motherfucking bastards. Don't worry, Sofia. “You'll be back in London soon.” 54 sofia TWO MONTHS LATER I'd submitted my book Forbidden Fruit to publishers two months ago now. And every day, I was just checking my emails. Waiting for a response.

I sat wedged between Rose and her boyfriend, Marcus, feeling every inch the awkward third wheel. “You know, I’m still surprised you’re a virgin,” Rose said, leaning in so her glossy lips nearly brushed my ear. Her perfume—something sweet and floral—mixed with the sharp tang of alcohol on her breath. “When are you gonna get a boyfriend, Miles? Or at least let someone pop that cherry?”

A subtle hint of overcooked cabbage that didn’t belong here. It shouldn’t have meant anything. But it did. Milan. ~~~~ #Flashback# It was winter in Milan. I was seventeen. Cold enough that my fingertips burned. Snow stuck to the iron gate of the boarding house. I remembered the sound it made when I pushed it open. Rusted. My mother's sister was standing at the door, looking smaller than I ever remembered her to be. We hadn’t spoken in three years. “Elio,” she had said. I didn’t answer.

Her feet were crossed behind her, moving from side to side as the rest of her body moved to whatever tune was playing in her mind. I found myself constantly distracted by her movements. The emails were going unanswered while she was reading one of those sex books she’d found in one of the rooms. One of my wolves enjoyed some kinky books, which I didn’t have a problem with Emma reading. Anything that got my woman hot and horny was only a benefit to me. Ethan's POV:::

My breath hitched as his thumb stroked my flesh. I could already picture that thumb digging between my slick folds. His handsome face buried between my ample boobs. " Nice to meet you, too. " I finally spoke, voice coming out breathy and small. I could feel my cheeks heat, pussy growing swollen and wetter the more he kept his hand on mine. This was so out of my element. I was the one who left men speechless not the other way around. "Uhm, Fiona has been talking about you every day for weeks now. It's....it's a pleasure meeting you."

the familiar voice yelled, and I looked up to face a panic-stricken Aimee seemingly having a mental breakdown as she slammed my door shut harshly and began pacing back and forth so rapidly, she almost burnt a whole through my wooden flooring. “I am not ready for this.” She waved her hands out in front of her so animatedly. “I am comfortable with this Mafioso family, cartel, whatever you guys call yourselves. I am ok with your company only because I am marrying the head of the table. But I am not sure I can manage cartel bosses from around the world, Maria I can’t, I just can’t” she stopped pacing finally taking a glance at me.