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Im 19

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I write sometimes or wtvr.

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Masterlist

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MASTERLIST

Original Stories:

Mafia love story

Characters:

Ony

Eren

Connie

John Price

Simon (ghost) Riley

Katsuki Bakugo

Gojo

Toji

Let me know who else y’all want stories for in my asks!

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Under the Night’s Veil

Minors DNI!

It was just past midnight when you leaned against the slick, black luxury car, eyes scanning the darkened streets of the city. The smell of rain clung to the air, mixing with the scent of cigarette smoke drifting from a nearby corner. You weren’t supposed to be here—weren’t supposed to be anywhere near the Don's operations, in fact—but the heat had been building for weeks, and tonight, it felt like it was finally about to boil over.

Your heels clicked on the wet pavement as you approached the entrance of the club, your body wrapped in a sleek leather jacket, curves accentuated by the tight dress underneath. You were not just a woman walking into a mafia-run establishment. You were the one who held the power. You had a way of getting what you wanted, of making deals that left everyone else at the table scrambling.

The door swung open before you even touched it, and there he was—Dante. The Don's right hand, the man who had once been your lover, the man who had betrayed you without even flinching.

His dark eyes traced your figure, lingering just long enough to ignite something dangerous between them.

“You shouldn't be here,” Dante's deep voice cut through the tension, but his gaze never wavered from yours.

“I’m not here for your advice,” you replied coolly, walking past him into the dimly lit club. “I'm here for what’s mine.”

Dante followed you, his presence a shadow that loomed over you, even as he kept his distance. His tailored suit fit him like it was made for his muscular frame, and the stubble on his jaw added a raw edge to his otherwise polished appearance. Everything about him screamed control—and yet,you seemed to know better.

He was still the same man who had broken your heart, the same man who had tasted your sweetness in the dead of night, and the same man who had made you a target of his world’s ruthless game.

“You should leave. This doesn’t end well for people who try to cross the line,” Dante warned again, his voice dropping an octave, like a low growl.

But you weren’t scared. No, you were different. You were the one who burned bridges, who walked away when others begged to stay. And Dante, for all his strength, was no exception.

“I’ve made my choice,” you said, your eyes locking with his in a stare that could’ve shattered glass. “And this time, I’m not leaving until I get what I came for.”

You stopped, your back pressed against the wall of the club, face close to his as your breath hitched in the space between you two. The flickering neon lights from outside caught the sharp angles of his jaw, and for a second, it felt like you guys were the only two people alive in this dark world.

Dante’s hand moved to your waist, fingers grazing the soft fabric of your dress before he pulled you closer, just enough for you to feel the heat radiating off him.

“Why come back now?” he asked, his lips barely brushing her ear as he spoke. “After everything?”

“I never left, Dante,” you whispered back, your body shivering from the proximity of his touch. “You just didn’t know it.”

The heat between them was undeniable, magnetic, like a storm that could either destroy or ignite everything around it.

He moved his hand to your neck, his thumb grazing your pulse point. "You always did have a way of keeping me on edge," he murmured, before his lips crashed against yours in a kiss that burned with all the years of tension, desire, and anger they'd never resolved.

It was messy. Raw. Unapologetically passionate. His hands roamed, pulling you closer, feeling your body against his. Your nails dug into the fabric of his suit, tugging him deeper into the kiss. You could feel the way his muscles tensed, how he fought to keep control, but there was something else in his grip—a desperation that matched your own.

As their lips parted, both gasping for air, your eyes locked with his. There was no turning back now.

"You’re playing a dangerous game," Dante said, his voice thick with lust and restraint.

"And you love it," you responded, a dangerous smile curving on your lips. "You always did."

Before he could respond, you took the decision out of his hands, pulling him into the shadows of a back hallway where the music faded into nothing. With your back pressed against the cool concrete wall, your breath was uneven, heart pounding as Dante's hands slid lower, each movement igniting more fire inside of you.

"You always liked to push," he said, his voice a mixture of awe and challenge.

"I don’t just push," you replied, your voice low and teasing. "I break walls."

And with that, you did.

When the morning came, the rain was gone, but the aftermath remained—tangible, electric, and inevitable. Dante stood in front of you once more, no longer the man you hated, but something else entirely. Something you both couldn’t deny.

“Come with me,” he said softly, as if the words were a promise. “Let me show you how much you really mean to me.”

But you weren’t ready. Not yet. There was still unfinished business to tend to.

Instead of answering, you walked away,your silhouette vanishing into the city’s morning mist.

And Dante stood there, knowing that you had always been the one thing he couldn’t control.

Hollonnnn!! I fucking COOKEDD!

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first time writing and not prior read.

Family events … I absolutely hate them, but do I have a choice not really i’m actually kind of glad I went to this family event because I met the LOML, i sigh, as I put on some jeans and a crop top ready to just get this thing through I walk through my mansion say hello to my dad and all of my brothers. I hate being the only girl… i’m snapped out of my thoughts with my older brother (vani)

Comes out the cut and surprises me telling me that his friend is coming over. I say OK and Just then I hear my name being yelled I whip my head around, almost got whiplash and see my best friend (journey) I smiled to her and she looks a little bit disappointed I  pinched my brows, and ask her what’s wrong she’s in sports wear and says “I thought we were going to the gym.” My head snaps completely out of it and I say oh my gosh I forgot and run back up to my room and quickly get changed grab my gym bag. Text my dad that I’m leaving and head out the door with my best friend, “I don’t know what I was thinking.”I tell her she said it’s fine I grab my car keys to my pearlescent green, Bentley, Continental, GT speed, (best birthday gift ever), we make our way through the little traffic headed to the gym.

“UGH” I say to Journey as were walking out two hours in there has never felt more crazy “can you drive” i ask, she says “no today was my upper day” I say “today was my leg day I can’t even walk properly my legs feel like jelly!!!” (I still end up driving) we make it home and we put our gym bags down and rest scrolling on our phones. Journey sees this TikTok that she wants to do so I say “sure whatever” and we get up go to the kitchen because that has the best lighting and we start rehearsing for the little dance, little do we know that my brother and his friend are behind us because we still haven’t turned on the camera to see it my brother clears his throat, and says “ay we back here yk” we turn around and I see the most gorgeous man ever not my brother but his friend who is so fine he called himself Jay I’m guessing that was just a nickname but I don’t know I just roll with it. We’re kind of embarrassed now because we are very sweaty so I tap journey on the shoulder and I walk up to them dap my brother up and do a little secret sibling handshake and dap up with Jay say what’s up and tell them that we’re gonna go shower and we runoff very quickly.

I get out of the shower, smelling amazing and put on my Powerpuff Girls pajama set 

^this is what it looks like

I go into Journey‘s room and ask her if she wants to sleep over she says sure and since she already has some of her clothes here because she’s almost always here she grabs some clothes takes one of my favorite shower sents and gets in the shower now that she’s out. I go to her and ask her if she still wants to do that dance because I’m kind of getting ready to go make some tea and wind out, she says sure, and we go back into the kitchen but on our way we see Jay and Vani, Jay smiles and looks me up and down then comes up to me while Vani takes Journey away to the kitchen counter, and me and Jay are at the island he says “you’re very very pretty and I’d like to get you to know you more” (bc we love respectful men)I smile because I know he’s so fine and I say “is that right?” as i hand him my phone he says “fshoe” and puts his number in on my phone but this point we were done with the family event and I told my dad that journey was staying the night, i go lay down and Journey is nowhere to be found “she’s probably messing wit vani” i say to myself so I call her and I tell her that I’m going to sleep and that she better hurry up if she wants to make some tea and do some cookies and desserts with me as I hang up the phone I get a text from the one and only Jay, he says he’s trying to FaceTime real quick bc he’s been thinking about me, so I FaceTime him and we’re talking for ever like it was such a good feeling to finally talk to somebody who understands the way I feel besides, my brothers and best friend obviously he hangs up abruptly and texts me “sorry I got bad connection. I’ll see you tomorrow?” (or will you)

sorry guys that’s all

i love y’all and will take constructive criticism

[thenanowriter]

i’m starting a mafia love story, pls bear with me bc this will B my first time writing an publishing it and this story will have black mc’s