I stiffened as his hand slipped down and down further, pushing into my pants. "What are you doing?" I demanded shakily. Max just held onto me from behind, pushing it down until he reached my cliterous. He started stroking. Pleasure swam down below, filling me to my core. I moaned, arching my back. His fingers went down further, slipping inside me. I moaned again, throwing my head forward. He chuckled low, the sound worsening the heat covering me. "You're fucking wet. Look at this." He pulled out his fingers, showing me how they were covered in gloss. I warmed even more at the sight. I dropped my head back to his neck, still moaning. He just nipped my ear. "Are you letting your predator do naughty things with you. Are you a naughty girl, Eve?" I shook my head. I winced, my brows creasing as the warmth of pleasure started boiling. He could clearly tell I was about to come, and he pulled away. I whined in protest, dropping onto the ground when he stepped backward. I then gazed up at him, my breaths hot and heavy. "Eve," his smile was dark, sadistic, "if you want to come, then you have to earn it." (The Sacrifice is a standalone, but it is in the FireNight realm) #1 in "fraternity" on May 21, 2025 #1 in "serialkillerromance" on May 21, 2025

Luciano Lombardi can be known as the angel of death to many people. With a beautiful face and deadly hands, getting involved with him is death wish, which is unknown to a curly haired, brown eyed girl who makes a bold move on him one night. Breanna's life is changed upside down and twisted left and right after she makes the decision to go after a cute guy she sees in a restaurant one evening. She gets herself into more than she can bargain for when she pursues a relationship with this mysterious man, dragging her back into a life she so desperately tried to leave. Both of their worlds collide on one fateful night, changing everything either one thought about the other. Luciano wasn't who he said he was, and Breanna isn't as innocent as she seems. Through thick and thin, the angel of death refuses to let his Virgin Mary go. And she can't stay away from him. Their relationship will end lives and begin new ones, growing and ending generational curses, and forcing shadows to come out of the dark. ••• Her arms were wrapped tightly around my waist, her chin resting on my chest as she batted her long eyelashes at me, her brown eyes clouded in the most innocent look. A look I desperately wanted to taint. She parted her cherry red lips, getting ready to speak to me as her eyes did the pouting. Seven simple words, that would leave any man on their knees, their cocks hard as steel, left her pretty little mouth. "Pretty please? With a cherry on top?"

A sunshine girl. A serious man. Multiple chanced meetings that changed everything. Aurora Blaire wasn't looking for anything serious-especially not while on a girls' holiday. But fate had other plans, for both her and Lucian Thorne: a brutally composed CEO who didn't do random, had never been in a relationship, and was too focused on his businesses to find love. What started as chance run-ins turned into something they couldn't ignore. But how does a man built on control survive the kind of girl who blooms in chaos? ------------------------------------------------------------------ ""Her tipsy boldness kicked in hard, and walked for the armrest near him-planning to sit there casually. But the world tilted, and instead of gracefully settling next to him, she ended up tumbling right onto his lap. His hand shot to her waist, steadying her with surprising gentleness. "Careful, princess." he said, his voice low and smooth, just enough to make her blush harder. "Oops," she giggled, cheeks flaming. "I cant believe it's you Mr. Serious." "Still drunk, I see." And with that, Aurora's mind took off in full chatter mode."" ------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 TEENFICTION #1 SWEET #1 GRUMPY #1 CUTE #1 FUNNY #1 GRUMPYXSUNSHINE #1 RICHGUY

"I hate how much I need you, Niyah..." From just enemies, to enemies with benefits, to lovers. I hate how much I want him. But I can't escape him. Why? Because we're lawfully locked. An office romance between rival lawyers who try to fight the tension between them until they finally give in. "You say you hate me but you fuck me the same day." *a lot of smut included!*

"You belong right here, Elysia. Not in New York with Julian, or out somewhere in the city galavanting around with Andrew, or anywhere near Canelley," He mumbled against a fresh mark on the base of my neck. "Right here, nowhere else." For two years Elysia Leal and Salvatore Grant's relationship had been strictly professional. She ran his errands and he ran his business. That is, until, a situation at work puts them in an awkward position causing the lines in their relationship to blur and feelings to ensue.

Juniper Perlin - or Junie, as everyone calls her - ruled the halls since elementary school. Loud, bold, unbothered. Ezra Harrison? Quiet. Calculated. Never without a book and never without something smart to say. In middle school, they couldn't stand each other - and honestly, that might be putting it lightly. Junie used to make his life hell. Ezra never forgot. But high school changes people. And when senior Ezra ends up tutoring junior Junie in Algebra and Biology, the old tension turns into something new. Something intense. Something neither of them were ready for. From whispered apologies to secret smiles in art class, to truck rides, late-night study sessions, and a kiss that shifted everything - their story unfolds in slow, soft moments.

He was chaos in the shape of a man. And she was the only peace he ever wanted to keep. Kingston "Kash" Vaughn isn't just misunderstood-he's unmedicated, unhinged, and unforgiven. Diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia after witnessing his mother's murder, Kash walks the line between genius and madness, street legend and broken boy. He doesn't trust people. Doesn't believe in peace. And he damn sure doesn't believe in love. Until her. Rai'Lynn "Rai" Tate is used to saving everybody but herself. As a crisis center worker, she's been trained to handle the darkest minds-but nothing prepares her for Kash. Their connection is magnetic, twisted, and immediate. He sees her, obsesses over her, needs her like air. And the scariest part? She needs him right back. What starts as therapy turns into obsession. Passion turns into control. And love? Love becomes a war. Because when the voices in his head grow louder... She's the only one he'll listen to. But what happens when the thing you love most is the same thing that might destroy you? 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝- 05.23.25 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝- 05.23.25 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝- 06.28.25

| Book 1 | Of The Wicked Games Book Series "I want you," I plead. "Mmh" he murmurs as he grabs my legs and pulls them down to the end of the bed. My breath hitches and my mind clouds with lust as he kisses from my ankle to my inner thigh. "Beg," he commands, grabbing me by the throat and squeezing. MATURE CONTENT! 18+ ⚠️

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

꧁༺ ⚠︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⚠︎༻꧂ this story contains: ♡ explicit sex scenes ♡ age gap relationship (17 years apart) ♡ daddy title kink ♡ vulgar language ♡ mafia & organized crime ♡ premonitions + spirituality read responsibly, babes ♡ ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ Damianos doesn't do love. He barely does attachment. Successful, disciplined, and carved from the darker parts of the world he runs, romance isn't even a blip on his radar... until he crosses paths with a girl who shouldn't matter. Azuri - green‑amber eyes, soft voice, and a life she's finally getting together - isn't looking for trouble. But trouble arrives anyway, wrapped in a tailored suit and answering to the name of her best friend's uncle. He's older. He's dangerous. He's everything she should avoid. And yet... she wants him. Badly. In ways she can't explain and shouldn't admit. He wasn't supposed to notice her. She wasn't supposed to want him. But some connections don't ask permission - they just pull. And once they collide, neither of them walks away untouched.