You have been through a rough fight and are trying to recover when your local enemy decides he going to get you while your down. you mange to slip away but almost get caught again when a masked hero saves you. You recognize the mask but never new who was behind it, is the answer in your memories or in your future. (mystery naruto boy x Reader)
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𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚒 : (𝚗). 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕, 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 .❤️ Ⓐ ⓑⓐⓝⓝⓔⓡ Ⓐⓝⓓ ⓢⓣⓘⓒⓚⓔⓡ ⓢⓗⓞⓟCover by @iceepinn𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕤: 𝕆𝕡𝕖𝕟
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"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me"My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently."Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine.(The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)
Elizabeth Bennett despises her literary namesake. She has always been teased for it, but what can one expect when they have classic literature professors for parents? Trying her best to shy away from the shadow Jane Austen puts her in, Elizabeth has finally finished university with a degree in Business Administration with a focus on international relations. Receiving a job as the assistant to CEO of Brighton Enterprises, the leading technological supply company in twenty four countries, twenty two year old Elizabeth in in for a surprise when she meets her new boss, William Darcy. His pride...her prejudice...will cause tempers to flare and sparks to fly. After all, that's the trouble with Darcy.
Silent. Cold. Chiselled perfection. That is Rikkard Ambrose, the most powerful business mogul in Great Britain. Free-spirited. Fiery. Definitely NOT attracted to the aforementioned business mogul. That is Lilly Linton, his personal secretary and secret weapon. The two have been playing a cat and mouse game for months. So far, Lilly has been able to fight down and deny her attraction to Mr Ambrose. But what happens when suddenly, the dark secrets of his past begin to surface and they are forced to go on a perilous journey into the South-American jungle? A journey they can only survive if they band together? Book 3 in the Watty-Award-winning "Storm and Silence" series.
A short vignette about a man who has been cursed and turned into a cat... which is much more annoying than you might think. (Note: this is a one-shot short story tie in to the novel, Miscast Spells).
When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love?Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli.* * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound.""No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help.""No."I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please."Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-""Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!""Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it."He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine.* * *WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.