Swan Princess No More Mr Nice Guy

He loves her, she loves him. He's mature, She's immature and childish. For him, she's his whole universe while for her he's her whole world. He knows her unknown love for him, which she doesn't even know . She doesn't have any idea about him loving her. He's a cold hearted, ruthless mafia king, while she's a pure, kind hearted Angel. She's his reason to be alive, while she's alive just because of him. She doesn't have anyone to call her family except him, his whole family exist in her. He's rude, she's sweet. He's fierce, she's sensitive. She's his princess, he's her king. She never obey anyone except him, while he doesn't listen to anyone except her. For her, he can turn back and upside down the whole world. He doesn't show mercy upon anyone, while she's always ready to help other. She doesn't trust anyone except him. He had never let anyone hurt or break her heart. She smiles because of him, while she's the only reason for his smile. He had never let anyone touch her, or even a single drop of tear let come in her eye's. But what will happen when he'll only become the reason for her tear's...?? What will happen when she'll get to know the horrible past, which he was hiding from her, for her happiness...?? What will happen when a devil's entry make their world turns upside down and seperates them or kill them...?? Is this will be their unique stories ending or a new beginning in their lives...?? How will be their journey of love and of her becoming his princess to queen...?? Peek in to know more.

"Elena, that's not your name, is it?" he teased, sending a shiver down my spine. My breath caught in my throat as I felt his warm breath on my ear, my underwear was . ***** Isabella is the daughter of the former Mafia King. her family's downfall was orchestrated by her father's brother's betrayal, resulting in her expulsion. She was compelled to engage in smuggling from Avalia to Rome and eventually fled, assuming the new identity of a young girl. The city is divided into slums and rich areas, and is ruled by 7 mafia bosses. Eight years later, she met a mysterious boxer who always appeared in underground fighting arenas. He was a dangerous and charming man who always appeared when she was in trouble. Is there any secret behind his approach to her?

Warning ️ ️ ️ This contains a taboo,age gap romance between stepfather and stepdaughter. Don't read if you're not above 18. Get ready to fill your thoughts with sinful desires. ******* “Derek… please…” I gasped, barely a whisper. “Please what?” He reached around and rubbed my swollen clit in fast, merciless circles. “Please make you cum? Or please don’t stop even if she walks in?” I hated how much it turned me on. This was wrong, so fucking wrong. My own mother was upstairs, and here I was letting my stepdad ruin me in the living room. His cock hit that perfect spot again and again. My eyes rolled back. I was so close… teetering right on the edge. “Oh god—” I choked.

"That hot piece of ass is your neighbour!"exclaimed Natalia's best friend Zita..I sighed..Yes folks that's my life,where day in and day out I have to witness my stunning neighbour aka Etienne Martin CEO and owner of Martin International,arrogant and ruthless businessman ,a 32 year old confirmed bachelor and runs a multi-billion dollar company. Natalia Taylor is a primary teacher at Davenport Foundation.Pretty,petite and kind who loves her family and friends.. Let's find out what happens when two opposites attract?Sparks right! We'll give you Conflagaration.

As the flames engulfed my body in the underground warehouse, I used the last of my strength to call my brother, the new Don of the Moretti family. Just as I was about to draw my last breath, Lorenzo finally answered, his voice as cold as the Sicilian winter wind. "Isabella, what the hell are you up to now?" "Brother, save me…" My voice was barely a whisper, but he cut me off without a hint of mercy. "Can't you go one day without causing trouble?" "Liliana's debutante dinner is next week. If you don't show up, I'll drag you back here myself." He hung up without a second thought, completely oblivious to the desperation in my voice. Despair mingled with the searing agony that wracked my body as the flames danced higher, and I couldn't hold on any longer. As I closed my eyes, tears still trickled from their corners. You won't have to drag me back, my brother. I'm never coming back.

She went to lose her virginity to her boyfriend… But woke up in his father’s bed. Now, Isabella is trapped between two dangerous men— one who thinks he owns her… and one who refuses to let her go. Secrets. Desire. Betrayal. And a mafia king who never shares what’s his.

After claiming another pack, Kyler Vaughn of the Frostfang Pack was now the most powerful Alpha in the western region. But in all that glory, he seemed to have forgotten someone. Me, his destined mate, Elsa Thorne. Seven years ago, I took a poisoned strike meant for him. Because of that, I never awakened my wolf and was left a weak Omega. A year ago, he promised that once he became the strongest Alpha in the west, we would hold our bonding ceremony. Now that he had achieved it, my heart leapt as I ran to his study, full of hope. The door was slightly open, and I heard his voice. "We'll move forward with the plan tomorrow. Split into two teams, one for the Ember Pack and the other for the Shadow Pack." Another voice hesitated. "But Ms. Thorne..." "Why mention that useless Omega? She'll only slow us down. Enough of her." I froze outside the door, my excitement twisting into a bitter ache. I remembered the times he went on missions, while I could only wait in our territory for his return. So, this was how he actually saw me. A stubborn fire rose in me. I would go to the new territories and prove I wasn't useless. The next day, I disguised myself as a Warrior and stood at the rally point. When asked which team I wanted, the names Shadow Pack and Ember Pack spun in my mind. His disdainful gaze leaving me flustered, I blurted out, "The Ember Pack! I want to go to the Ember Pack!" I didn't know that my rushed choice would throw me headfirst into an unknown whirlpool...

Trigger warnings: 18+, contains BDSM, hardcore sex, Sub and mature content. "Crawl over, Claire. Crawl over, and get what you want, that is the least you can do for how hard I intend to fuck you.” ******************** Just like everyone else who ends up in college with their curiosity spiking up the ceiling, Claire's was no different from them. A text confirming her boyfriend was at a fraternity party making out had her racing out, until she met the one person she would have never expected to cross paths with. Under the influence of aphrodisiac, she had given herself to him, with no recollection of who he is or where he was from until fate brought them together. With her working in his startup firm as an assistant, and his claws deep in her, Jerald wasn't ready to let her go, and she wasn't ready to do so as well, not even when she found out he was her boyfriend's elder brother. He made her feel things she hadn't felt before, and touches her in places she wouldn't have expected was possible, what awaits them when it seems their luck had run out? And the world suddenly seems to be against them?

Mr King Keisha Martins is what you would call a thief. A good thief; at least that's what she says. She practically steals from the bad people and delivers to the good people; at a hefty price, of course. And she reckons it's a win-win situation. Bad guys lose, the good guys win and she gets some hard-earned money in the process. She is quite content with her perfect little existence and risky way of living because hello, adrenaline? Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger. However, things go wrong on a mission and she ends up encountering Kane King; a tall, brooding and handsome man with a killer smile who keeps making her break her own rules. Ironic, considering the first rule is to uphold those rules no matter what.

When I'm about to apply for medical insurance for my son, Connor Sawyer, who's about to start his first year in kindergarten, I'm told that I'm not his biological father at all. "Are you sure this is your son? The system shows that his father is an entirely different person." I don't respond at all. Instead, I secretly take a photo of the unfamiliar-looking address before tracking it down. It turns out that it's actually a residential area right by my own. The moment my wife, Giselle Lambert, sees me, she freezes momentarily. At the same time, she blocks the door subconsciously with her hand. "In the end, you still found out about the truth. But there's no use kicking up a fuss, you know. I never mistreated you in any way over the past three years, after all." When I notice the familiar figure standing behind Giselle, I feel my limbs going cold. That person is actually my younger brother, Vincent Sawyer, who has just graduated from college. Vincent hands Giselle a glass of water before smiling at me apologetically. "Don't blame me, Hayden. The doctor says that I'm severely depressed, so I can't handle hearing a child's cries at all. I'm really thankful to you for raising Connor on my behalf in the past few years." At that moment, Connor, who's supposed to be waiting for me in my car, rushes into the apartment. He runs into Vincent's arms happily before turning to look at me. "Don't cry, Uncle Hayden. Daddy says you're a good person, so he's asked you for help. Mommy tells me that if I call you 'daddy' in your home, I'll get to visit my real daddy during the weekends."