FBI Agent Emily has handled terrified witnesses before, but nothing prepares her for JJ - a traumatized young woman who bolts down the precinct hallway and collapses into Emily's arms. JJ can't speak, can barely breathe, and the moment Emily tries to step away, JJ breaks into panicked, wordless cries. Emily stays. And in staying, she becomes the only safe place JJ has left.

Stella Rose was neglected and used her whole life, she never thought she would ever be free. But when her parents die and she is left alone unsure what to do with life. Matthew black husband of Mafia don Jackson black had always wanted a daughter to love and cherish and after finally convincing jackson they began the search only to come to a dead end... until Maxwelll and Ruby a couple that owed them money passes leaving their Stella Rose behind. What happens when the worlds of an unknowing little girl looking for the comfort she never had and the couple who has wanted a child collides? Will stella give in to the love and care? Or will she fight against it all? When the parents of Matthew show up begging to speak with him and his sister, how will they react when they find out About Stella Rose? And when Jackson is faced with the other mafia's that want to get their hands on his princess, what will he do?

Natali has spent her life playing by the rules of a world that was never entirely hers. It wasn't until she met Farah that she discovered that some boundaries don't have to be rigid-and that sometimes all it takes is a little reach out to find safety. Their relationship is quiet, unobtrusive, but it changes Natali more than she can admit.

Olivia, Lu, and Avery are finally building something that feels like home. But home doesn't mean easy. With Avery officially moved in, everything starts shifting-new routines, new rules, new emotions, and a whole lot of growing pains. Olivia is trying to adjust to a life that finally feels safe, but safe doesn't always mean simple. School is getting harder, feelings are getting bigger, and change-even the good kind-still has a way of feeling scary. As the three of them settle into this new chapter, they'll have to figure out what family really means through meltdowns, milestones, setbacks, laughter, and all the messy little moments in between. Because love might make a home. But staying?That's what makes it real. Book 2

"Duas mafiosas unidas pelo poder, uma jovem marcada pelo passado... e um amor que nasce onde o perigo é lei."

Gabrielly sempre soube que não se encaixava. Seus desejos nunca encontraram nome - até que, em busca de autoconhecimento, ela cruza as portas do mundo BDSM. Entre regras rígidas, cenas intensas e papéis que não a acolhem, Gabi descobre que nem toda dominação machuca. Algumas cuidam. É assim que seu caminho se cruza com o de Sarah e Gustavo, um casal de ageplayers adultos e consensuais, que enxergam nela algo que ela ainda não consegue ver: uma little que precisa de colo, limites e segurança. Entre regressão, confiança e escolhas difíceis, Gabrielly vai precisar decidir se está pronta para aceitar a forma mais delicada - e mais profunda - de entrega. +18 | Conteúdo adulto, consensual. A história contém: ageregression - palmadas não sexuais - amamentação

A frightened girl. Two patient women. A series of small, gentle moments that slowly stitch a family together. Chloe wanders into Victoria and Cassidy's lives selling cookies- but stays because, for the first time, someone notices she's not okay. A tender story of healing, boundaries, and love in unexpected places. Non sexual age regression story. Contains heavy themes

Not every wound can be seen. Some parts of ourselves are hidden, not because they're broken, but because they've never been given a safe place to exist. Sometimes, all it takes is one person who chooses patience over judgment to begin putting the pieces back together.

"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)

Her sigh was quiet, but heavy with something like disappointment. "You're far too stubborn for your own good." Before I could respond, she bent - and without warning, her arms were around me again. "Wait-! My Lady, please!" She lifts me up. One arm beneath my knees, the other steady behind my back. "Alcina-!" I squeaked, gripping her shoulder. She looked utterly unbothered. "If you refuse to rest on your own, then I will ensure it myself." She shifted her hold on me, placing me on her hip. We were halfway up the stairs before I realised what was happening. The other maids had stopped to stare, eyes wide. I put my face in Alcina's neck to hide myself as best as I could. "Oh no, oh no." Alcina chuckled. "Perhaps next time you'll listen when I tell you to stay in bed." Alcina said faint amusement curling in her voice. No character are mine except for Ella. This is based off of Resident Evil. (Photo from pinterest: @iamjacksonphotography)