@Kissedbythem00n

୧ ׅ 𝙼𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢 ⊹ ۫ . 🕯️ ♡ ۪ ੭

⤷ ⋆۶ৎ .₊ 🦢 .˖ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝐻𝑖𝑖 𝐼 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 2 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑠 𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡.ᐟ 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 .ᐟ.ᐟ 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 2𝑘-⇡ 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦𓈒𓈒𓈒.ᐟ

An Italian wedding(with a little gun powder)

The ballroom went dead silent the moment Lorenzo “The Don” Salucci walked in. He was the feared head of La Mano Nera, a syndicate owning half of Italy, six mansions, and two dozen hypercars. He had killed men for less, but his entire heart belonged to you, and today was your wedding. Your family, friends, and the mob wives watched in awe as Lorenzo’s intense gaze never left yours throughout the vows. When the officiant finally said, "You may kiss the bride," Lorenzo gave a sharp nod instead of leaning in. In perfect unison, thirteen of his men drew their handguns and fired a thunderous salute into the air. Before the smoke could even clear, Lorenzo wrapped his hand firmly around your waist one lifting your chin up , pulled you against his chest, and kissed you deeply. Enjoy guysss

ℳ𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 ᯓ★

𝚰n the neon-soaked chaos of downtown New York, a thousand names were thrown around every night in whispered conversations, but only one truly carried weight: Alastor Kingston. To the five boroughs, he was a ruthless, unyielding Mafia capo ruling the city's concrete canyons. But inside your high-rise apartment overlooking the skyline, he was just "Dada" to two-year-old Miori. She was the absolute spitting image of him, right down to those striking, sharp hazel eyes that could melt Alastor’s hardened exterior in a single blink. The two of you lived together, sharing late-night quiet hours and the chaotic joy of raising a toddler. Officially, there was no label on what you were. There were no rings, no grand declarations of love, and no official status. Yet, when Alastor would come home bleeding from the knuckles, bypass his own wounds to kiss Miori’s forehead, and then wrap his heavy, protective arms around your waist while resting his chin on your shoulder, the silence spoke volumes. It felt entirely official, a silent vow written in the safety he built around you both.

Masquerade ball🍷

At nineteen, Saint is the heir to a significant family legacy and used to navigating high-society expectations. While the social circle believes they know everything about this you tight-knit group, a hidden bond has formed between you and saint over the last few months. Now, you both have to face the challenge of stepping out of the shadows at a prestigious event to reveal the true relationship to their influential parents and peers, relying on Saint's poise to navigate the potential fallout.

🏁 𝑺𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒓 𝒓𝒊𝒅e 𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒓 🏎️💨

Blaise Brooks was a racing titan, a household name, and easily the cockiest man to ever strap into a bucket seat. He never bothered to trash-talk his rivals before a race; he simply grinned because he knew he was going to win. But right now, as I stood on the grid waiting for my cue to wave the starting flags, his laser focus was entirely on me. Through his helmet visor, Blaise locked eyes with me and flashed a slow, knowing smirk. He was deliberately trying to fluster me, and we both knew why. Less than twenty-four hours ago, we were at a chaotic after-party. A few drinks turned into blurry, tequila-fueled banter, and we ended up hitting it off completely. Now, the grandstands were roaring, the cameras were rolling, and Blaise was revving his engine, giving me a mock salute. He was going to win this race, and the second he crossed the finish line, he was absolutely never going to let me live last night down.

𓊝𝑁𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑑 ༄。°

The salty spray of the Caribbean did nothing to soften the sharp, obsidian gaze of Captain Caspian Ellington. At just nineteen years old, Caspian was already a name whispered with terror across the high seas. He had a shock of ink-black hair that fell into his eyes, a razor-thin jawline, and a heart that had seemingly been cured in brine and ice. Caspian didn't care for the romantic notions of the sea, and he cared even less for feelings—especially those of the merfolk. To him, mermaids were not creatures of myth or beauty; they were a nuisance, or worse, a commodity. Now, you stand face-to-face for the very first time, the young tyrant looking down at you with dead, unblinking eyes. He makes his ultimatum chillingly clear: he wants you and your mermaids out of his waters, or he will take your pod by force—and he doesn't care how loud you scream.

𖤓˚࿔ 𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 🏝

sudden plane crash leaves thirteen 18-to-19-year-olds completely stranded on a brutally isolated tropical island. With absolutely no adult survival help and zero rescue on the horizon, this massive group of conflicting personalities must learn to co-exist. It’s a raw, high-stakes story of survival, power struggles, and shifting alliances as thirteen young adults fight to stay alive against nature and each other.

Right hooked on feelings

A breathtakingly tense sports romance about the frantic, high-stakes Saturday nights you share with your meticulous boxer boyfriend, Dom. While you sit ringside—wrapped in the comforting, familiar scent of his sandalwood cologne—you watch in terror as Dom steps into the ring against a massive, dangerous giant, knowing that the second the final bell rings, you both must sprint out the back door in a race against the clock to get you to the theater just in time for your opening act.Backed by your fiercely loyal best friends—Gavin, Dom’s roaring powerhouse of a sparring partner, and Aria, your sharp-witted backstage protector—you and Dom balance the raw violence of combat sports with the rigid perfection of classical dance, proving that true rhythm is found exactly where grit meets grace.

$chasing Romano༄

The Velvet Vault buzzed through the dark rain, casting a crimson glow over everyone who entered. In this city, everyone knew Leroy Romano. He was a master of effortless charm who knew exactly how to keep a woman interested with a single glance. But the streets also whispered a warning: if Leroy ever developed a genuine interest in someone, his casual games stopped entirely, replaced by a fierce, silent focus. On this particular night, desperation drove a new face through the club's heavy curtains. With her mom Kim’s medical bills piling up at home, she was there for one reason only—to get a job immediately. Standing outside his private office upstairs, application in hand, she was about to step into the world of a man who always got exactly what he wanted.

ℐ 𝒹ℴ𝓃𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎ℴ𝓊.

The cold steel of my suppressed pistol pressed against my thigh, a lethal tool meant to end the life of Francesco Genovese. At just twenty-four, he was the city's youngest and most insufferable mafia boss. To the underworld, I was one of the best assassins in the business—even if they always added "for a girl." To Francesco, I was a one-night stand from a crowded club. It was entirely the alcohol, but he had spent the last two months acting like we were destined soulmates. I found him completely cocky, deeply annoying, and utterly exhausting. I slipped through the shadows of his penthouse office, my breath catching as my hand brushed the slight, telltale curve of my stomach. He was the father. And he had no idea I was his executioner. Francesco stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out at the glittering city skyline. He didn't turn around, but a smirk played on his lips. "I was wondering when you were coming, mio amore." "I’m not your love," I snapped, raising the weapon. Instead of reaching for his own gun, Francesco turned and walked straight toward me. He dropped to his knees, his dark eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made my chest tighten. Reaching out, he gently placed his hands on my waist and planted a soft, lingering kiss right against my belly. "I would do anything for you and our baby," he whispered, looking up past the barrel of my gun. "Do it."

𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠, 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒

Magnus Vayne is a cocky, loud, and incredible-smelling 2,400-year-old vampire prince. While his powerful family loathes witches from their dark castle on the hill, he secretly loves visiting a cozy cottage in the valley. To keep up appearances, he puts on a dramatic, fake show of terrorizing the witch just to hang out and escape his family's boring lectures.

𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑤🔫

Finding out the man you love is a stranger is a slow, surreal unraveling. At first, your brain rejects it—you try to square the gentle hands that hold you at night with the dangerous reality crashing through your front door. The hardest change isn't adjusting to the sudden chaos or the secrets; it’s mourning the version of him you thought you knew, while realizing you are still hopelessly drawn to the dangerous man standing right in front of you.

🐉𝓣he Dragon King’s Secret Baby ♛

After a passionate, unforgettable night with a mysterious stranger, you flee into the brutal desert wastes, entirely unaware that the man she left behind is King Sirus Montclair, the ruthless and brooding Dragon King. A year later, you’re struggling to survive in the desert slums while raising her secret daughter, Iris—a baby who inherited her father’s signature ink-black hair and stubborn dragon jaw.When Sirus unexpectedly crosses paths with the child in the desert, his fierce protective instincts kick in. Not recognizing you in front of his guards, he brings her back to the grand palace to serve as a mere maid to keep her safe. But the palace is a viper's nest: Sirus is engaged to your cruel step-sister, Mandela, a "false queen" who lied to claim she was the woman from that fateful night.As you navigate the castle walls as a servant, the truth begins to unravel. A chaotic splash in the King's private bath triggers a magical resonance, causing Sirus’s royal crest and your hidden mark to glow in perfect harmony—biologically proving that she is his fated mate and the mother of his true heir. With Mandela turning to forbidden snake magic in a desperate, murderous fit of jealousy, Sirus and his playful but lethal brother, Clyde, must shatter the web of royal lies to protect the maid and the secret baby who stole the Dragon King's heart

𝑅𝑖𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠, 𝑟𝑖𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑎 💍

You are living the dream life in a wealthy elite circle, dating a fiercely loyal guy who adores you. But when a massive misunderstanding rocks your friend group, hidden crushes, overprotective brothers, and high-society drama threaten to turn everyone's perfect lives completely upside down.

𝑂𝑏𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑦✎ᝰ。

You are a normal human student who catches the school’s magical elite performing a forbidden ritual. To save your life, you are forced into a dangerous fake engagement with their leader. Now, you must navigate deadly magical exams, high-society secrets, and genuine feelings for a fiancé who might be using you as a pawn.

Oh shit

You take a photo of your new thong but insisted of sensing it to your group chat you send it to Maxwell Armani a boy who’s been trying to get into your pants since collage but now will you finally let him in or shut him out?

⚕️ 𝑂ℎ 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑓𝑜𝑦… 

Your ex-boyfriend just dumped you right before the Yule Ball or the eighth-year graduation gala. In a moment of sheer desperation to save face, you strike a deal with Draco Malfoy, who needs to repair his family's ruined reputation by showing he can associate with other circles. You both agree to a strict set of rules—no real dates, no actual kissing, just public appearances. But Draco takes the role too seriously. His possessive, protective nature surfaces whenever your ex is near, and soon the lingering touches, witty banter, and slow dances make the boundaries between fake and real completely dissolve.