Mia LaFleur
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ABOUT ME
STORY BY Mia LaFleur
My mafia Daddy
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This is the story of forbidden love. Of a girl raised in silence, and the Mafia king who took her. A stolen girl. A ruthless man. A love that should have never been born. • Ninath Black is almost fifteen years old with wildfire hair, stardust freckles, and emerald eyes far too soft for a world that never loved her back. She spent her life behind chapel walls in a Catholic orphanage on Long Island, with no idea where she came from, no idea that her blood belongs to Marius Black, the shark of New York. A secret buried by betrayal. A daughter lost in silence… Until fate handed her to the one man who was never meant to touch her. • Xander La Cenacio is thirty-two. Italian Mafia royalty. Carved from shadows, baptized in blood. His voice commands armies. His hands end lives. His name leaves men trembling. And no one touches what he claims. He didn’t expect her. He didn’t plan to want her. But once he saw her, it was already too late. She was too beautiful, too untouched, too perfect to be Marius Black’s daughter. So he did what monsters do. HE STOLE HER! • Their worlds were never meant to collide. But when they do, everything ignites. A daughter hidden in an orphanage. A rival faster than vengeance. A father, discovering too late that the only light in his life has already been taken and now lives in his enemy’s home. Under his protection. And maybe… under something darker. The war was supposed to be over, but some bloodlines never forget and some obsessions don’t fade, they evolve. They sharpen. They grow teeth. • Ninath doesn’t know the truth yet. She doesn’t know whose blood burns in her veins. She doesn’t know that the man who saved her from the cage… is the same man who locked her in a gilded one. But change always comes. And when the truth comes with it? She’ll have to choose. • Because the girl who waited in the quiet? She doesn’t exist anymore. Not in Xander’s world. Not after tasting freedom in the form of blood and silk and fear. Not after learning that love can come dressed in obsession. Not after watching men die with their secrets carved into their skin. In a world of knives, she’s learning how to sharpen her smile. And if she’s going to survive it, she might have to become the thing that once hunted her. • Will she leave? Leave the danger, the blood, the power…or him? Will their love survive betrayal, war, and murder? Or is this the kind of story that was always meant to end in tragedy? A girl stolen from silence. A man born in violence. And a love so wrong, it might already be too deep to undo. ✴️ TEASER ✴️ I shouldn’t have walked into my room. Shouldn’t have sat my ass down, but I did… cause there she is, passed out in my bed and wearing nothing but my white shirt and those tiny red lace panties. I can see her t.its with those small pink n.ipples poking through the cotton like they’re begging for my teeth. She squirms in her sleep, legs spreading wide enough for me to see the wet patch clinging to her little c.unt, and my name slips out in a whiny moan. „Daddy…” F.ucking hell. She smells like cherry candy and p.ussy. My c.ock’s rock-hard in my pants, and I’m gripping the sheets so I don’t grab her right now. This kid’s gonna get me locked up, or worse, get her ruined. I can't stop staring at that smooth slit outlined in the lace, her hips twitch like she’s h.umping the air, and to hear her moans again, louder, needier. I’m done. I lean between her thighs, close enough to smell how wet she is. Get the f.uck out! Can’t. Won’t. No… I’m the bastard who stole her from that orphanage, snatched her from Marius before he could touch her. Now she’s MINE. Sleeps in my bed, crawls into my lap when she’s scared, calls me Daddy in that shaky voice that makes me want to split her open on my c.ock and fill her up with my c.um. „F.uck…” I palm myself through jeans, squeezing the ache. Just one look… I hook a finger under the lace and tug it aside. Her p.ussy’s pink, glistening, c.lit swollen and begging. She’s so small, fragile. I could break her with one thrust. I can't help myself and drag my tongue up her slit, and she jerks…
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Born to burn
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Silverton wasn’t supposed to change anything, but it changed everything. • Phoenix Fay Blackwood is sixteen, scarred but not shattered. An orphan with a spine forged in fire and fists that know how to clench through pain. She doesn’t believe in fate. She doesn’t believe in family. And she sure as hell doesn’t believe in magic, but Silverton has claws. A sleepy Oregon town hides ancient secrets that stir beneath the full moon. And when Phoenix stumbles into the crosshairs of two drop-dead gorgeous strangers, her world violently shifts. • Dorian and Victor Thorne. Twins. Lycans. Heirs to the most dangerous Lycan pack in the U.S. One smirks like he owns the sun. The other glares like he swallowed the storm. And both of them? They look at her like she’s prey… or prophecy. She should run, but instead she aches when they speak her name. • Under the masquerade, there’s more to Phoenix than blood and bruises. Her mother’s legacy whispers in her bones and her father’s wildness burns just beneath her skin. And this girl, this frightened, furious girl isn’t just human. Not anymore, nor she ever was. • Now the real question isn’t if she’ll survive the twin Alphas’ obsession, but it’s who she’ll choose when the moon demands loyalty and lust demands everything else. • • • Phoenix didn’t mean to stay late. She definitely didn’t mean to be the last girl in the locker room, steam still rising off the concrete, hair clinging to the back of her neck, shirt clinging tighter. But that’s when they found her. Dorian’s voice slipped in first, low, lazy, predatory. „Careful, princess.” He murmured from behind, close enough that his breath warmed her neck. She turned narrowing her eyes at him. „Keep looking at me like that, and I might forget we’re at school.” His fingers brushed the locker beside her. Not touching her, just reminding her he could. Victor’s voice came from the other end of the row. Quieter, but thicker with heat. „Don’t tease Dorian. He just wants to taste you little doll.” She turned at him. Victor was leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, eyes black as sin.„Hmm…I mean, bend you over that bench.” He growled. „And make you s.cream our names.” Phoenix raised her chin. „Try it.” She said with confidence. „But you better do it fast, before I’m bored enough to bite back.” Dorian grinned. That wolfish, slow-burn grin that said good girl, now fight me harder. He stepped closer, dragging his finger lightly along the zipper of her hoodie. „Oh, sweetheart.” He whispered. „Bite all you want.” Victor’s stare sharpened, his voice turning into a low growl. „Just remember, we bite back.” Phoenix didn’t move. Didn’t blink, but her heartbeat? She could feel it echoing through her fingertips and they knew. Because both of them smiled. Like predators watching a meal choose to run…
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OBSESSED WITH ME
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⚠️18+⚠️ This is a story about Adrian and Selene, who both grew up in very different and yet same environment. She is daughter of Jewish mob boss and he is a son of Italian mob boss. Their ways cross by the most unpredictable ways and they cannot help but collide. Her past is hunting her in sleep and his past and also future is standing on his shoulders and strangling his neck. Will their lives, personalities and past traumas allow them to be happy, or is their acquaintance destined to be doomed? •LITTLE SNEAK PEEK• ,,Are you f.ucking with Akio?’’ ,,W..what? Get off me!’’ ,,Are you fu*king with him?! Answer me puppet!’’ ,,No. What the fu*ck?!’’ ,,Good, cause from now on you will be fuking only with me little Puppet.’’ ,,I....’’ My heart was in my throat, pounding with fear and desire. ,,Shh..shh..puppet, no need to be scared. You are only going to fix something before you leave this room.’’ He whispered. ,,What?! I didn't do this...’’ ,,Ohh yes! YOU. SO. F.UCKING. DID! So.. show me your pink little p.ussy so I can fu.uck it puppet.’’ ,,You can’t be serious...’’ ,,I’m death serious puppet!’’ He growled and wrapping my legs around his hips, he smashed his lips onto mine. He was so... Rough. Possessive. But... Tasted so gooood!
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THE DIARY OF MIA
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⚠️18+⚠️ ⚠️MATURE THEME⚠️ ⚠️ER_OTIC SCENES⚠️ ⚠️STRONG LANGUAGE⚠️ ⚠️18+⚠️This story is written like a diary of one particular girl Mia Cane, now 21 years old woman who had pretty interesting teenage years that started with one event. She is remembering all these other events/memories that just balled on the first one and stuck in her head. She thinks all these events formed her into the person she's today and also got her where she's now. So she wants to share them, maybe help one or two other girls who might have some similar problems that she had and show them how it shouldn't be done. How when someone is abu_sive to you, you shouldn't be scared and talk about it to someone you trust. Not bottle it inside, cause when you do, it can destroy you. • Like it almost destroyed her. •Mia had life filled with lot of abu_se and se_x, dru_gs and viole_nce, but she survived and now wants to talk about it. • ⚠️⚠️ LITTLE SNEAK PEEK⚠️⚠️ •,,Sure, you can fu_ck her in the a_ss. You just need lot of lube, she is so tight, even I have problem not cu_ming too fast.’’ Master said so nonchalantly and I just sat there kneeling at his feet and smiling.,,If it's okay with you, I'd like to try her first before I decide, but I already like what I see.’’ The other man answered him and Master gestured at me to get up.,,Good. Glad to hear that! Take her to the back room if you want some privacy dear friend.’’ Master said with a smirk. ,,Yea..you know me so well. I'm not as big of a performer as you are.’’ The man said and chuckled.,,Well...not all of us can be.’’ Master laughed and smacked my a_ss so hard I squeaked with the sudden pa_in and plea_sure it gave me.
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BURNED MATE
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⚠️18+⚠️ 😈MATURE THEME😈 ⚠️ER_OTIC SCENES⚠️ 😈STRONG LANGUAGE😈 ⚠️18+⚠️ •This is story continued sequel of my first book (SLAVE OF SATAN) which you do not need to read, to understand the storyline as this story is not essentially connected.But feel free to read my first story if you'd like.•Her name is Salemm Beliall. She lives as simple girl in Salem, Massachusetts with her mom in gypsy community.She is poor and struggling teen addicted to pills just to help her cope with the world.She tries to take her own life and things get weird. Completely new world reveals to her along with newfound power, confusion, struggle, addiction, pain and love.•She's destined to be with the kids of Satan, the two princes of Hell...but what happens when a third party comes in view.•One girl who shouldn't even exist, and three completely different boys will be struggling with their own desires, addictions, obsessions, feelings, denial and heartbreak.•What will happen? Who will she choose at the end? Who will win her heart, or possess her soul? • 😈 LITTLE SNEAK PEEK 😈 •,,I’ve got only five dollars...but I will pay you back...’’,,It's okay Salemm. I've got you...’’,,Hey...I don't need no one to do charity for me okay?!’’ ,,How much is it Lash?!’’,,...one thirty...’’,,Oh...’’,,It's okay Salemm really...’’•,,umm...I...I...c-could....suck your c0ck...or something...’’ His eyes widened...He never in the time he had crush on her since they were kids...he never tough she would say something like that...,,Well if you don't want it...’’ They both were sitting on the bed one on each end.,,I...’’ He quickly said. ,,I didn't say that...’’ He looked at her almost shyly...,,Yea...but that doesn't mean that you have to do it....like that's really...’’ He tried to find some way out of it even tho he wanted it for so fucking long...She looked up at him again and got higher on her knees leaning and placing her crossed arms over his thighs and placing her chin on them.,,Please Lash...I...I really don't want you to do charity for me...’’ She gasped when she saw he is hard already...so many times he imagined this view, everytime when he was with some whore....,,Suck it Salemm...’’
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ONLY ONE FOR THEM
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⚠️18+⚠️⚠️MATURE CONTENT⚠️⚠️STRONG LANGUAGE⚠️•••This is story about young she wolf who will find her strength through pain and suffering, but she will learn how to embrace what's been given to her through love and happiness. •She will go through a lot of abu*se and humiliation, to lost of her faith in moon goddess, just to find her strength and hope for love again. Not only she will find that she is special, she will also find purpose of her existence and happiness along with it. •••Her ”mother” can't have children and one day she was running in the forest and found little 5 months old Mina laying and crying under a tree just in small blanket, naked and cold. So she took her in and nourished her. Only thing she had with her was little necklace with her name Mina written on it...but she's hidden it and never gave it to Mina!•Unfortunetly she nor her father never loved Mina or care about her for that matter. She only had been there to be like their maid and punching bag for her older brother.•Mina is 9 months old when her parents adopt Noah, her three years older brother...she is also adopted, but no one except her parents know that. •••Noah Throne was adopted when he was 4 years old. He is alpha and was adopted by beta of the Blood moon pack to rise him to be the next alpha, because Alpha Max lost his mate and wife to a sickness and couldn't have an heir. As Future alpha of the blood moon pack. He is vile and evil...he hates people and like them to be at his feet 24/7...he is strong and commanding, but in his life everything was served to him on golden plate, so he is also bit spoiled and used to get his own way!•••When you are a young wolf, you are taught, that mates are supposed to be your other half...That when you find yours, you will be complete. He will take care of you, love you, need you, support you, be there for you whenever you will need him to be and otherwise!I always imagined that when I shift on my eighteenth birthdays and find the one, everything will be different. That he will save me from my family and give me a better life, maybe even little bit of happiness. Unfortunately, this wasn't my case...I’m Mina Thorne...and this is my story.•••,,MINE!’’ He said as he pinned me to the ground with his weight. I was not able to move cause of his body pressed harshly against mine. He held my hands up next to my head and inhaled sharply.,,No! I don't belong to anyone!’’ I screamed even when Fox was purring at his touch that was vibrating through my whole body. I was fighting for my freedom. I will not submit to another mate!,,mmm...Mate! Mine!’’ He said with primal crackling deep voice and growled as he lowered his head down to my neck and breathed my scent in again. I wanted to fight him, but I was losing control as Fox slowly took over.
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THE DEVIL’S SLAVE
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⚠️18+ ⚠️ This story is about a girl who slowly lost everything she once had. Her mother, father, body, mind and soul.. Her name is Reddesith ans she is daughter of God. She was happy, content and carefree before her struggling father pawned her to the Devil himself. [REMAKE OF STORY ‘Slave Of Satan’] ••• ,,I believe your father told you to help me feel welcomed, didn't he?’’ I nodded and didn't dare to look at him, because he scares the sh!t out of me! ,,Answer! Now!’’ He screamed and I literally jumped...his voice so demanding and powerful. ,,Y-yyess...ssir..’’ I managed to squeeze some words out of myself, scared to death. ,,Perfect! Now you will call me Master from now on and answer every time I approach you...Yes Master. Is that clear.’’ He was so dominating and even when I was scared something pulled me to him....like some force. ,,Y-yes Master.’’ At this point I don't even know what's going on. ,,Kneel little demon!’’ ••• ,,Y...y-you will h-hurt me a--again.....M-Master...’’ ,,I will not. You must go with me. You belong to Hell. With me.’’ ,,I...I-I’m ss-scared...o-of yyou...’’ ,,Ahhhr...stop fucking whining...you will go with me back to the underworld... DID... YOU...UNDERSTAND...’’ Redd shook like she did not for long long time... Tears streamed from her eyes, but she was still looking at him... She knew he will hurt her... All this time she knew he will find her... But...when he did he acted so different. She actually believed him. ,,Now...’’ He licked away her tears and groaned. ,,You will repair what you've caused me with that stupid look of yours!’’ That's when he pressed her closer to him...she felt his enormous c0ck pressed again at his jeans and her belly. ,,N...Nnoo...’’ •••
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THE STORY OF ELIANE
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⚠️[MATURE CONTENT]⚠️ ⚠️[DIRTY LANGUAGE]⚠️ ⚠️[EROTIC SCENES]⚠️ ⚠️[ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR]⚠️ ⚠️[BORDERLINE BEHAVIOR]⚠️ •••After ten years of silence, two siblings and two their kids cross their paths again. What it will resolve in? For the time being is a mystery. They stopped talking because of their own kids. They grew up together Christian and Eliane. They spend their childhoods together till one of them started to act inappropriately to the other, which resulted in their parents going separate ways. Now they got together again when Christian is eighteen and Eliane freshly fifteen years old. What will happen? Who was the one acting inappropriately to the other and was it even truth? Everything will unravel soon enough. This story of forbidden obsession, love and forced imagination of two teenagers caught up by merciless fate. •••,,Please Christian I don't want to...it hurts.’’ I begged him as he was getting closer to me. ,,Shh...My Baby...shhh. Tonight I'll be gentle with you. I promise.’’ He grabbed my waist squeezing me.,,mhhmm....mmm....ok...okay.’’ This is so wrong. ,,You smell so nice Baby. I could be buried in your neck all day long.’’ He kissed my neck and bit me lightly. ,,I will take off that shirt, may I?’’ I was trying to cover myself. ,,Or you want me to be rough like last time Baby girl...I know you liked it. You can't deny...you f.ucking c.ame on my c.ock like three times. Just thinking about it makes me twitch.’’ I shivered as he lowered me on the bed. ,,Please…’’ ,,Please what?’’ ,,Please cc-can you be ggentle tonight?’’ ,,I can try baby girl.’’,,F.uck..mmm…I can…try.’’
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THE SLEEPING DRAGON KING
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In a world where ancient bloodlines still whisper through mortal veins, Nadine wakes to a hunger she cannot name—a wild, luminous ache that began the night she met Xanadu, the last of the dragon kings. His mark burns above her hip, a living scale that binds her to his fire and drags her into a realm where power is both curse and salvation. Haunted by the violence her awakening unleashed, Nadine is taken to Xanadu’s obsidian fortress—half sanctuary, half prison. There, surrounded by the echo of wings and the hum of forgotten gods, she must decide whether to surrender to the creature she’s becoming or fight to keep her fading humanity. Xanadu is both her captor and her compass: ancient, merciless, and undone by the mortal he was never meant to love. To save her, he must teach her to wield the hunger that threatens to consume them both. To keep her, he must convince her that the fire between them can forge, not destroy. Together, they walk the knife’s edge between domination and devotion, ruin and rebirth—two souls bound by a mark that is equal parts curse and covenant. And in the dawn that follows their darkness, the dragon king will learn that even fire can be tamed—if it burns for something greater than power.
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