(#1 Book in the dance series) Estelle Beaufort, a 25y/o Academy student that dropped out of her university on impulse and regrets it till this day. She tried finding jobs but ended up in a place she despised. The popular stripjoint "The Pink Rose". She's stubborn, outspoken and doesn't let people walk all over her. But that all changes when she meets a woman that riles her up by just looking at her, finding out that she's in fact the owner of the club she hates so much. Pulling Estelle into a tug of war with her own emotions and choices. Will she make the right choices? ___________________________________________ Mallory Fedorov, a 30y/o successful businesswoman who made it to the top of the chain due to her ruthless strategies. She has the whole city eating out of the palm of her hand and owns nearly every single company and building in the city. She's thinks before acting, has a cold demeanor, is manipulative, and is definitely not afraid to make her hands dirty.. by any means necessary. But her demeanor gets thrown around when she meets an exotic dancer who seems to have made it her mission to be a thorn in their sides. An individual like Mallory doesn't need anyone or anything- ...Right? TW: Sexual Explicit Scenes, Dubious Consent, Violence like Murder, Gun Violence, Negative Mental Health topics, Kidnapping, Obsession Reached: 1# Lesbian 1# Enemies to lovers 1# Queer 1# Enemies with Benefits 1# Sapphic 1# Darkromance 1# Pining

Now. Now's my chance. Everyone has already gone up to bed and it's only Evane and I left downstairs as the last movie ends. Despite the late hour I feel wide awake and I know Evane is still effected by my flirting and the bikini I wore earlier because she keeps glancing over to me, her eyes always lingering around my chest until she realises I've caught her looking. As the credits roll, Evane switches off the TV, stretching out her arms above her head. She looks over to me, seemingly surprised that I'm still so awake since I'm always the person who gets sleepy first. Before she can open her mouth to speak, I beat her to it. "Evane, can we go upstairs to our room? I have a surprise for you," I say, trying to hide the wide smile that wants to come over my lips. Her brow raises, wondering if I'm serious though I notice the realisation come across her face that this has something to do with what I've been hiding from her in my suitcase. "What is this surprise?" She teases, leaning forward until I can feel her warm breath washing over my face. "Something I think you'll love," I reply, trying my best to not get overly flustered as she starts flirting and teasing me. She hums, giving my lips a small kiss. "'Love', huh? Sounds exciting," she chuckles. "Let's go upstairs then, shall we?" *** Humans are unaware of mate bonds and are even less aware of other human-appearing species, but one vampire is determined to make her human mate understand the world she never knew existed - even if its not always through the most conventional methods. NOTICE! - Credit for the inspiration for the beginning of this story goes to plutowasgay. Their stories are amazing so please check them out when you get the chance and support them.

A lone vampire. A vengeful hunter. One ruined dinner, and everything changes. Blood, obsession, and a game neither of them meant to start.

"What happened to you?" "I was just trying to stay afloat." ~~~ Wren lost everything. Including Vi. So for years, all she has done was make sure that she survived.

'𝙰 𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚁𝙽𝚂, 𝙱𝙴𝙰𝚄𝚃𝚈 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝚆𝙾 𝙼𝙾𝙱𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂.' "𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑡, 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑝𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎." ♕︎ A 27 year old, secretive blonde came to New York City and became a professor at Elite Academy, where she has a calm personality, but no one knows her. Until, she saw a certain kind of girl... ♕︎ Rosa King - King is a 19 year old, with two best friends who's families are famous, making them talk of the Academy. Rosa is a lay-low kind of girl, that will attend all classes, perfect grades, good reports, and in the role of being a photography model. She doesn't like to really socialize, but she has a body and face, that turns all heads in her directions and definitely she's independent to not want anyone. But what happens, when a new secretive blonde came into her picture, even when it's not a good nor safe thing? What will be the aftermath? I own all rights to this book. This book is reserved and copyright. 𝗠𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲, 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱, 𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗲 & 𝘀𝗲𝘅.

"I was ordered to kill you." 21 year old Mavis Griffon is a stripper for the Inferno night club when one night, a woman in a silver dress walks in. Calm, deadly, and a knockout blonde. There is something alluring about her, something intoxicating in the way she pulls out her gun and aims it at Mavis with words that will change her life forever. "I was ordered to kill you." Her eyes search mine, as though she is waiting for me to scream, to run, to fight. But I only let a smirk grace my lips, and I hide my trembling hands as I say, "Then what are you waiting for?"

19 year old Ellie has just moved to New York, waiting to start her first year of college, when she meets her also newly moved in neighbor. Once she starts to have feelings for the older woman, Ellie discovers that she'll play an important role in her life not only as neighbor and potential love interest: she's one of her professors at college. Will this make it impossible for the two to get together or will it be just an easily faced obstacle?

Victoria, cold and heartless when it comes to the way she runs her mafia. She's precise, full of secrets and doesn't let anything get past her. Some even say she has no heart. And that's the truth. Or it might as well have been the truth up until she meets Arabella. A soft dainty girl who has the biggest heart. But she harbours her own secrets. They have a calculated encounter that could shift everything they know. Through the trials and tribulations they face, through the lies and secrets can they open up to each other, learn to love through it all? [THERE ARE ERRORS in this book! So many errors & they will get fixed soon enough. I just write for fun & none of it is professional. Please beware of these before you read further!]

You.gave.me.a.fucking.hickey??!what are you, twelve?" I yell at her because it's a huge one and not even enough make up can hide it because of my brown skin. "Yell at me again and i will give you a reason to scream,"she says lifting my chin up unphased and I'm not sure if it's a threat or a promise. "And that's to let people know that you're mine,Sweets. Now do you want me to zip your dress up or not?" She asks glaring back. Two pollar opposites of almost everything make a deal to get what they both want and go their separate ways, but what happens when they start to break each other's walls? Please vote and comment!! :)

This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.