She's panting, flushed and breathless like something from another century. It hurts to look at her, so stunningly alive in a way he isn't. Almost smiling, too. She has the kind of lips that need undiluted devotion. "You've always looked at me," she breathes. Yes, and he finds himself thinking about ruin. The right kind, like his knuckles against her jaw to shake her apart. Freedom. Maybe in another life, he brushes the hair off her shoulder and whispers, 'Eyes on me.' Maybe in another life, they have time. 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. She isn't his to protect. He's a cop, she's taken, and rules are rules. But Faro Wyatt has mapped every freckle on her nose and dreamt of the oceans in her eyes. His resolve is weakening. So when the radio crackles with a single call, he's breaking every rule from here on out. C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ morally dark-grey mmc ❤︎ violence/abuse ❤︎ men yearning No cheating Copyright © 2025-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved Updates: at least once every 2 weeks (hopefully more)

"You are mine now. Just remember one thing nobody gets the privilege of bringing that smile on your face and touching you" he clenched his fsts and moved forward. My breath hitched. "I want to see you smile every morning and lie beside you each night. I cannot think of somebody more perfect for me then you are. Your my strength and biggest weakness. You complete me. I could do anything to bring a smile on your face and kill any man who brings a tear." I cant believe it, the college bad boy who had every girl on his feet wanted me. Suddenly his hand started moving around my thigh making circles on them. He leaned forward. Our lips were so close still he did not kiss me. What a tease! His finger was going to enter me when he stopped. ******************* When Ayan's friends challenge him to bed the new girl Veronica, the only way he thought would bring her close was a vacation away from all of them. It gets messy when feelings started pouring in. Veronica fell in love. Or I think she did. After all- Who doesn't want a guy who is handsome, caring and loves you like your his only possession in this world. Did he know she was pregnant? Read in to discover them trying to discover their own mysteries. This book is a roller coaster of love, lust, heartbreaks.

I have no doubt she could feel my breathing on her face. I grabbed her chin with my hand and pulled her face even closer. "I'm not telling you to leave because I don't like your dick. I'm telling you to leave because I want your dick. I want it inside of me right now, and I want it in there until I fucking pass out. But I am a faithful person, even if I don't like the fucking bastard I am married to. So again I say. Get. The fuck. Out." I lowly growled at her.

[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] two dominate women... all for me?

Sequel to The New Girl - - - - The cast is back , with some new characters !

Success to the 28 year old Amelia Aiden,was a simple game,she happens to be a professional in,she has the looks,the skill and everything a successful woman has,especially in the medical field. Yet she was coming short on one thing - LOVE - A four letter word that had a strong impact on her. But could she fall for someone again? When she is so close to calling it quits on love? The outcast,the next track star in south-cliff high,Solana Grace,19 year old ,known as the quiet rich kid. Her life was dull except in having a long given up on crush,over the wrong person,only to have her heart beating for someone else. WARNING :STRONG LANGUAGE AND MATURE CONTENT - just freaking bare with me if you like slow burns -

"𝑇𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑀𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑒...𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑇𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝐼𝑡 𝐴𝑠 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠." "𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐳𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐳." 𝖠 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗋, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝖾, "𝑂ℎ? 𝐼 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑖 𝑛𝑜𝑡, 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠?" 𝖥𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄...𝖨 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇, 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇. "𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑.." 𝖨 𝗀𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀-𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖾. "..𝑂𝑓 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢." "𝗚𝗼𝗻𝘇𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘇," 𝖨 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖻𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝘁𝗵𝗲

"I met her on her knees. Who was I to know I'd be the one on mine in the end?" Ava Beaumont is the President's scandal-prone daughter: reckless, magnetic, and absolutely not White House-approved. With re-election season heating up, she's told to behave for the cameras... or else. Enter Daphne Holden: the new PR Manager, hired to polish the President's image and scrub Ava clean while she's at it. Cool, calculated, and infuriatingly unshakable, Daphne is everything Ava can't stand-and everything she can't stop thinking about. But power clashes with privilege. Sparks turn to flames. And the closer Ava gets to breaking the rules... the more she wonders if Daphne might just break her. A forbidden slow-burn romance with sharp banter, sizzling tension, and a First Daughter who always plays with fire. Smut warning: There is A LOT!

Abigail, 17, has always lived in the shadow of secrets. Ever since that night, the one no one talks about, her world has been silence, stares, and scars. Going back to school after a quiet summer, Abby tries to keep her head down - and fails. Worse: her father just remarried a woman she barely knows. Evelyn. 33. Elegant, mysterious, and cold as winter. With her perfect black hair, her chilling smile, and her sharp words when no one's around, Evelyn quickly turns their shared house into a prison Abby can't escape. Forced to live under the same roof while her father's away on business trips, the two women begin a quiet war - of glances, insults, tension, and something else they both refuse to name. Something dangerous. Something that hurts. And yet... something neither of them can ignore. What will happen when forced proximity turns into something far more dangerous than hate? WARNING: this story contains mature themes including traumatic past, emotional manipulation, toxic dynamics, and age gap. 18+ content may appear. Highest rankings: #1 slowburn 22/07/25 #1 womensfiction 14/08/25 #1 womanxwoman 21/07/25 #1 girlxwoman 12/07/25 #1 mommy issues 10/08/25 #1 stepmother 26/08/25 #1 femxfem 01/10/25 #1 lgbt 04/10/25 #1 richgirl 12/11/25 #3 wlw 09/07/25 #5 love 28/07/25 © All rights reserved.

Elowyn Gray likes her world quiet, predictable, and safe. As an autistic young woman who builds her life around routine, she's never expected-or wanted-anything to change. But when a chance encounter with the enigmatic CEO Ms. Monroe sends a flicker through her carefully guarded calm, Elowyn finds herself crossing paths with the woman again and again. Warmth becomes confusion. Distance becomes awareness. And every accidental brush of hands sends an unfamiliar thrill through her, making her unsure if she should explore it a little further... or run away completely.