𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝-𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩. Elowyn Livingston never expected to end up in a courtroom, much less accused of a crime she didn't commit. Innocent, Slick, yet hopelessly out of her depth, she finds herself thrust into a world of lies, betrayal and the one woman who might just save her..𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 Valentin Sinclair doesn't lose. Cold, commanding, and impossible to outmaneuver, she built her reputation on control-especially in the courtroom. She never takes cases she doesn't choose herself, and she certainly doesn't choose people lightly. So when Valentin personally selects Elowyn as her client, it sends one clear message. #1 of the verdict book series.

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

"I finally passed by the last alley before the one my apartment was situated on, when suddently my heart stopped. My body freezed and my ears were ringing from the loud sound of the end. The smell of death, fear and blood. It all happened so soon, too soon. She was just standing there watching as the life was flowing out of the guy's body that was now laying on the cold concrete, lifeless. Her tall figure... so powerful, confident. I watched everything wide eyed and then, the world had stopped. Her head suddently turned towards me and, oh my God. I could feel those sharp, green eyes burning a hole right through my skull in the darkness. I held my breath and quickly hid behind the wall but it was too late. I was foolish. I should've ran away." ... Grace Miller, a clumsy second-year psychology student, never expected to witness a murder-or to cross paths with Amy Carnell, a cold, powerful woman who never lets anyone in. They couldn't be more different. But fate has a twisted way of pulling opposites together. What happens when light collides with shadow? Read to find out :)

Florence is nineteen and already cracking under the weight of her father's expectations. Her OCD lives in the details no one can fully understand - counting ceiling holes, touching doorframes twice, rewriting notes until they feel "right." And the guilt is always there. God is watching. Her father is watching. Every thought, every slip - a sin, a failure, a punishment waiting to happen. She prays not because she wants to - but because she's terrified not to. Irmina is twenty-five. CEO of a powerful law firm. Sharp. Ruthless. Calculated. She keeps everything running perfectly and tolerates nothing out of place. Wealthy, supported, unshakable - the type of woman you either obey or get out of her way. When she cares, she will burn the world down to protect it. Florence thinks she's not enough. Irmina knows she's more than enough. The imbalance is real. And everything in between is uncertain.

Dr. Alex Vario is the youngest Chief of Emergency Medicine for a reason. She is cold, calculated, and entirely flawless. She doesn't make mistakes. And she certainly doesn't break her own rules. Until Maddison Reeves walks into her department. Maddison is everything Alex should despise. She's a reckless, emotional resident who threatens the clinical perfection of her ED. But behind closed doors, the line between authority and obsession begins to blur. A single mistake triggers a high-stakes psychological game where Alex wants nothing more than to see Maddison break. But in a game driven by power trips, toxic tension, and late-night secrets in empty labs, Alex is about to learn that the only thing more dangerous than losing control... is craving it. Strictly physical. Entirely forbidden. One phone call could end it all.

"I think you're smart enough to understand how this works, Avery. Actions have consequences. Good or bad-it depends on how you behave." *** Nineteen-year-old Avery Dean has no intention of building a career. Born into wealth, with a trust fund cushioning her every whim, her internship at one of the country's top renewable energy firms is just another box to tick. But everything shifts when she meets Bianca Grant. The CEO exudes power from every detail: her words, her rules, and her silence. What starts as rebellion spirals into fixation. Avery tests limits. Bianca enforces them. And beneath their clipped conversations and veiled looks, something darker brews-something intimate, toxic, and addictively intense. As boundaries blur and submission becomes seduction, Avery finds herself tangled in a game she never agreed to play. Because in Bianca's world, nothing is ever casual, and attention always comes with a price. In a game of dominance and submission, who's really in control?

She had rules for everything. Then one woman made her want to break every one of them. Widowed and hardened by loss, a woman in her late forties has built a life around solitude. Her house is quiet, predictable, and protected from anything that might make her feel too much again. Then a younger woman arrives at her door, desperate for somewhere to stay. Taking her in comes with rules: keep quiet, no visitors, no trouble and absolutely no getting too close. But sharing a home has a way of turning distance into familiarity. Irritation becomes curiosity. Quiet nights become lingering conversations. And the woman upstairs slowly becomes the one person she can't stop thinking about. The widow spent years learning how to live without love. Now she has to decide if she's brave enough to let it back in. GxG • Age Gap • Slow Burn • Older Woman • Forced Proximity • Mature

Dark Wanda Maximoff X F Reader- 18+ --- "Y/n?" Wanda lowly whispers, her gaze flickering down to your lips once more, not hiding it this time as you swallow nervously. "Yes, Wanda?" your voice trailing off as you're enticed by her eyes, almost put under a spell by her mesmerising stare. "I have something I want to ask you, but you have to promise never to tell anyone," her body turns in her car seat, her hand moving to brush along your arm, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. "I promise," the tone of your voice is almost desperate, eager to know what she wants to ask you. "Do you swear on your life?" She lets her fingers trail up your arm, moving to your drag along the side of your neck and your jaw before resting on your chin, holding your face to look at her. "I swear on my life," you whisper, unable to look away from her. "Would you be interested in having an affair?"

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

When Priscilla walks into Sloane's office, she's just another patient-guarded, broken, slow to trust. Sloane, a dominant and calculating therapist, is used to control. She knows how to push, how to read people, how to get what she wants. But Priscilla is different. What begins as therapy twists into something deeper-an electric pull neither of them can ignore. Sloane tells herself it's about healing, but her control is precise, obsessive... seductive. And Priscilla, under Sloane's careful influence, begins to lose sight of where her pain ends and Sloane begins. Because Sloane isn't just hiding secrets. She's using them. And the most dangerous thing about her is how far she'll go to keep Priscilla close. [ wlw romance between a therapist and her patient. Hold on tight, this a messy-dark romance ]