When Madison Stone stepped into the dimly lit club that summer, she never expected to lock eyes with Isabella Martinez, a beautiful, enigmatic woman who made her feel alive in ways she hadn't before. One unforgettable night of dancing, laughter, and stolen moments later, Madison walked away with a head full of dreams and a heart pounding with possibilities. But when the first day of her senior year rolls around, Madison's world is turned upside down. Her mysterious summer fling is standing at the front of the classroom, not as a stranger, but as Ms. Martinez, her new English teacher. What follows is a tumultuous journey of distance, denial, and undeniable desire. Both women know the risks of their connection, but their hearts refuse to obey the rules. As they navigate secret meetings and stolen glances, their relationship intensifies, ultimately spiraling into a heart-shattering breakup that leaves them both in pieces. Years later, fate intervenes, and Madison and Isabella find themselves face to face once more. Older, more weathered, and carrying the scars of their shared past, the two must confront the love they lost and the pain they've endured. Will they risk everything again for a chance at forever? "A Part of Me Died That Night" is a raw and passionate exploration of forbidden love, heartbreak, and the enduring power of connection. This poignant tale will captivate readers, keeping them on edge as they unravel the story of two souls destined to collide, break, and heal.

First-year counsellor Kennedy and third-year Quinn share a summer at camp neither expected. Between early mornings, water drills, and cabin chaos, playful teasing slowly turns into undeniable tension. As their chemistry builds, stolen moments and quiet confessions push them toward a connection neither can ignore. Undercurrents is a slowburn, romance about heat, tension, and the summer that changes everything.

Londyn talks too much, pushes too many buttons, and never knows when to walk away. Aries doesn't say much at all. Somewhere between jealousy, late-night arguments, and trouble that refuses to stay gone, the two of them find themselves tangled in something deeper than either expected. And the more they try to ignore it, the harder it becomes to pretend it isn't real.

Emery Wells is not someone who gets her heart stolen by anyone. But that all changes when she meets this charming girl that everyone seems to know. Maxine Morrow is a girl whose heart can't beat for no one. But the moment she locks her eyes with a blue eyed girl from her school she suddenly yearns for it to beat again. For her. Forever. Even if it comes with risks for both of them. Because some secrets bite back.

"Some women are poetry, Others are the cuts they leave behind." ______________ Tara's voice cut through the room like a blade. "I shouldn't have dated a fucking child. You're immature! Do you even realize-?" "I'm not a child," Ishaani snapped back, chest rising, pulse hammering. Tara's eyes narrowed, voice low and trembling with restrained fury. "The way you behave... it shows differently. I never should've been with you-" "I didn't beg you to, bitch," Ishaani shot, defiance in every syllable. Tara whirled, sharp as a whip. "Bitch?" Almost instantaneously spotting her fuck-up, Ishaani let out a breathless, involuntary "Oh-oh." Before she could recover, Tara's hand shoved her firmly against the door, making her spine echo the point. Her Hazel eyes glared like velvet knives. "A Bitch?....Definitely then...." She trailed off, as she let her hands wander along Ishaani's watch, "Fine, I'm the bitch. And you'd be lucky if you even get to sleep on the floor outside this bitch's room tonight." She spat venomously. ______________ What began as a harmless crush on her sister's best friend during a sultry, Delhi summer has ignited into a storm of worship and reverence, Ishaani can no longer pretend to oversee. Not when she forgets how to inhale, if Tara's cruel words and meticulously harsh demeanor isn't the one flipping her down. She met divinity in the eyes of the woman who destroyed her; Every glance, every brush of skin, every teasing word pulls her closer- and Tara Kapoor- political strategist, human right activist and an art curator-may be just as dangerously tempted. What happens when this tapestry of reverence hurls Ishaani into a whirlpool of extreme political vengeance and secrets the whole of Delhi NCR shan't whisper? ______________

Farah Grant has spent her entire life proving she's more than just the daughter of a business mogul. But when her father's empire faces ruin, he offers her up in a sweet deal disguised as an arranged marriage. The bride? The owner of an empire. A ruthless CEO who's as cold as the steel and glass towers she commands. From the start their relationship isn't made to work. Farah is fiery and passionate but against her "wife's" icy demeanour, it's different. Their marriage is supposed to be all about business, public appearances, and playing happy wives for the cameras. Nothing more. But behind closed doors, well that's a different story. Desire, passion and need make it hard for them to keep it all professional. But then again, contracts can't split but vows were made to be broken.

She's a barista who'd rather stay invisible. She's a billionaire who can't stand not being seen. Amelia Carter thought independence meant staying small, quiet, safe. Victoria Hale thought power meant never being vulnerable. She's twenty-one, stubborn, and mute. She's thirty-two, ruthless, and untouchable. Coffee. Silence. Chess. That's how it started. A billionaire who always wins- and a girl who refuses to lose. She moves her pawns carefully. She doesn't play by the rules. But what happens when the girl with nothing and the woman with everything start playing for keeps? Would it just be a game...or the beginning of something neither of them can control? Because when hearts get involved... who's really making the next move? And when love is the prize... who ends up in checkmate? ~~~~~●~~~~●~~~~●~~~~●~~~~●~~~ #1 chess #1 billionairelove #4 lesbianromance #5 unexpected

One night. One mistake. One gorgeous stranger. Mila Ryu doesn't do attachments. She doesn't do trust. And she definitely doesn't do pretty boys with accents that make her forget herself -until Lucca. One night of reckless desire leaves her burned... and convinced she'll never see him again. Until she does. Now, the man she barely remembers is her partner. And Lucca? He's just as dangerous as he is beautiful. Forced to work together, hunted from all sides, and caught in a tangle of lies, lust, and blood, Mila and Lucca will learn the hard way: some pretty faces hide the deadliest secrets. Trust no one. Desire everything. Survive. ------ The cold barrel of the gun pressed against my temple, his grip iron-tight, but his eyes? Something else - dark, dangerous, and fixated on me. "You talk too much," he said, low, voice like gravel. I leaned forward, unbothered. "I'm not the one holding a gun to someone's head," I shot back. He smirked, finger barely tightening on the trigger. "If I wanted you dead, you'd be nothing but a memory." I didn't flinch. "Then why aren't I?" His gaze flicked to my lips, just for a second. "Because, darling... I haven't decided if I want to end you... or taste you first."

Raelyn Valmont thought the gala was the end of it. A few fake smiles, a signed contract, and she'd never have to see the three heirs of Cavarel again. Then her father shipped her off to a private island. With them. For bonding. Now she's trapped in paradise with three men who look like sin in silk-and treat her like she's both the challenge and the reward. It was supposed to be business. Not whispered dares, wandering hands, and lines that blur faster than she can redraw them. She's not falling. She's just... tied up

When power demands sacrifice, love becomes the most dangerous game of all. Daphne Moore has everything, money, status, control. So when her family demands she marry Ashleigh Blackthorne, heir to a her family's empire, she agrees. It's business, nothing more. Two powerful names bound together to build an empire. But months into their perfect marriage on paper, Daphne can't ignore what's missing. Her wife. Ashleigh is beautiful, elusive, and untouchably charming, except when she's around everyone but Daphne. Jealousy was never part of the deal. Neither was desire. When Daphne's envy turns to obsession, walls start to crumble. What began as a contract becomes a dangerous dance of power, passion, and vulnerability. And in a world where love is weakness, falling for your wife might be the one thing that destroys you both. RANKED 1st in business love: November 30th 2025 RANKED 4th in romance fiction: November 30th 2025 RANKED 49th in contract marriage: December 1st 2025 RANKED 30th in business: December 17th 2025 RANKED 3rd in womanxwoman: December 18th 2025 RANKED 30th in lgbt: December 22nd 2025 RANKED 1st in contractmarraige: December 22nd 2025 RANKED 26th in business: December 24th 2025 RANKED 58th in wlw: December 24th 2025 RANKED 6th in queeromance: December 24th 2025 RANKED 2nd in lgbtfiction: December 25th 2025 RANKED 1st in lgbtfiction: December 27th 2025 Start date: 5th November 2025 End date: 15th December 2025