The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

MATURE CONTENT: some may say a smut overload EDITING/REWRITING One night. A night filled with passion and longing. The annual ball has finally come, a night Nova Quinn has been dreaming of for years. Finally, she can go and live out her dreams. When she catches the eyes of Grayson Blackwell, she can't help but give into him. One night. They share one night of passion, intending of never seeing each other again. But not everything goes to plan. Nova Quinn. She's strong, stunning, sexy, smart and can pack a punch; she's everything you could ever want. However, Nova has never opened her heart nor her mind to the idea of love; until him. She's the daughter of one of the most powerful mafia bosses in England. She may be named after a star, but she's as dangerous and feisty as the devils daughter. "I'm not a princess, I don't need saving. I'm a queen, I get shit handled." *** Grayson Blackwell. He's built like a tank, tattoos cover his body, but what is he hiding under all those swirls of black ink? Having never been loved, trained since birth to become a monster, he does just that. He's ruthless to everyone, not allowing anyone got get close. Until her. He's fearless, dangerous, filled by anger and the most feared man by many. Being the son of a powerful Mafia boss has brought pain to Grayson that he always carry's with him. No one messes with the stories they've heard. "I'm not calling you a slut, but you've had more balls in your mouth than the 'Hungry, Hungry Hippos'." Highest rankings. #3 in power #2 in Nova #1 in Grayson #1 in ballroom #1 in knives #1 in teasing #10 in teen fiction #1 in non-fiction #10 in badass #1 in fighting #1 in challenge #2 in guns #8 in fiction #2 in dance *None of the photos are mine, I do not take any credit for them.*

Lucian Night has been burned badly by the one he loved. The Betrayal hurt him deeply. But his broken heart still loves one and only Violet. He had been scorned, with the one person he thought that he can have his happily ever after. Even with the broken dreams, he had a new role to play in her life. Since she came back to him, after three long months. Violet had been hiding a secret. The year no one knew about. When the secret is revealed can Lucian be enough to protect her? Can their love survive amidst the lies and betrayals? Can love be the ultimate weapon to save their hearts? Find out in the epic conclusion of The Billionaire's Love. Could She ultimately Belong to The Night, and Can he Belong to her?

"Every inch of you craves for me, but you're too much of a coward to give in to your own selfish desires." She was right. I was selfish. Selfish for only her. .+* Hidden secrets, a lost father and a powerful billionaire, Aurelia's life was shaken after being thrown into the path of Silas Wayne. He was everything she loved to hate and she was the only one who seemed to hold so much power over him.

" I could kill you right now if I really wanted to." Valentino said squinting his eyes at me as if he was debating it. "You would never harm this pretty face." I said not knowing where this confidence came from since I'm still awkward when ordering food. "Oh yeah?" He said Valentino reached down and pulled his knife out. My breath hitched as I let out a quick breath of air just at the sight of it but I wasn't scared that he was going to kill me, it was almost like I was drawn to him and his knife and all the bad things that come with him. He trailed the knife up to my thigh and stopped at my cheek. He switched the knife over in his hand and the sting where a drop of blood trickled onto my leg signaled the blade wasn't on the dull side anymore. "How about now?" He said as he looked at me almost admiring how I haven't budged. Did he need me to do it for him? I guided his hand as I trailed the knife down to my throat, this would be the perfect kill shot. My life flashed before my eyes when...

❝𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝.❞ In which an intern has a sex contract with her boss. || MATURE CONTENT || Cover by @vanillalust

I'm not afraid to get on my knees and bow before you... I'd worship you Tara... let me worship you baby." "We can't." I whisper. The moisture is forming between my legs. His grip on my chin and hip is firm. I started this. I kissed him after he warned me. His words still rings in my ear, "Tara if I kiss you I won't be able to stop." Why didn't I listen? I'd be lying if I said I didn't want this. The heat radiating off our bodies was enough to burn us both alive. "We shouldn't." I whisper with my eyes closed. Our lips are so close. I want to kiss him. Fuck that. I want him to fuck me. I want him to dominate me. I want him to do the nastiest things to me. But...... he's my stepdad

"Either you become a cheater and fuck me, or you break up with her and still fuck me. I'll win either way." . . "I usually get everything I want. But it wasn't the same case with him. I could show off my sweet smile and flutter my lashes, but that still wouldn't make him mine." At the ripe age of nineteen, it's an understatement to say that Aurora Amoretto's love life is a bit... bland. But what she has yet to discover, is that there will be a certain man who will change that.

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. -