When Juliet Bennett moves to a new city for her senior year, she promises herself one thing: no drama. But then she meets June White - the only person who truly understands what it feels like to start over. When June begins dating the charming and well-liked Will, she drags Juliet to a party that changes everything. That's where Juliet meets James Hunter. Undefeated boxer. School bad boy. Popular, feared, and surrounded by secrets. James is the kind of boy you're warned about - intense, reckless, and impossible to ignore. What starts as stolen glances turns into something dangerous, pulling Juliet into a world of fights, rumors, and emotions neither of them can control. In a town where love and obsession blur into one, Juliet must decide: Is he worth the fall?

***Wattpad HQ's Editor's Pick - Feb 2023, Nov 2023*** She rules the seas. The infamous Sea Siren, a tormented pirate with a desperate vendetta and a past slewed with betrayal, scandal, a price on her head from a King who would see her dead. She and her crew seek revenge for a living, spanning the oceans in search of justice while the King's guard follows closely behind, intent on capturing the Siren at last. ••• He commands the seas. A commander. A bastard and prince. His King has given him his purpose. Find the Sea Siren. Find the vengeful woman and drag her back in irons. He'll scour oceans for this fire-haired pirate, determined to bring her to heel. Until he sees her. Until she sees him. Enemies in duty, but underneath that, something else. Something neither of them can explain. But one thing is for certain... it is ruinous.

"Make me your wife." I asked desperately He looked at me like I was some sort of insect, "And Why would I do that?" He folded his arms "Please," I begged, "keep me with you! If not wife, make me your slave!"

♤♤ MATURE CONTENT warning ♤♤ • • • He's charming. He's handsome, talented, charismatic. People hang on to his every word. A bachelor, stone cold businessman and a man of very few words. A whole package that's definitely way out of her league...should be out of her league yet...why does he seem to be purposely appearing before her everyday as the days go by. Why the hell did this upper echelon businessman suddenly appear inside her complex and how the absolute f*ck was he able to make the hairs on her neck rise and her legs clench whenever she just so happens to coincidentally brush past him on those fleeting days. Sophia thought she had it all figured out, that was until that fateful day. Two paths that were certainly never meant to collide had crashed into each other in the most unexpected of ways. The product of this fateful encounter? A man whose interest could border on obsession and a woman who's hellbent on ignoring and avoiding the man who is solely responsible for making her feel these weird and uncontrollable urges. ■ | ♧ |Status: ongoing | ♧ |Updates: on weekends ● (Also this is a first unedited draft so there might be errors) Lovely cover by Denise~ ■

As a result of past trauma, Lucy, a hardworking nurse, has kept herself in a safe bubble, only letting her closest friends in. She knows she needs to shake it up and talk to new people, so when her best friend, Kiera, suggests that she sign up to have a prison pen pal, Lucy agrees. Never did she expect to be paired with the piercing and gorgeous Braden Valencia. What will happen when she starts to let Braden in, but he is hiding a huge secret? Snippet: He leans down and captures my lips into a searing kiss. He hums huskily in my ear as he pins me up roughly against his cell wall. My fingers rake the back of his orange jumpsuit, feeling the strong muscles move under the breathable fabric. He moves his lips to my neck and slowly places wet kisses in a downward motion. "You're mine." Top Rankings: #4 in Prison #6 in Soulmates

She ran away from home with nothing but a broken heart and a car that barely made it. One fight, one night, one decision...and everything changed. Desperate for somewhere to stay, Avery answered an ad for a room and ended up moving in with Rhett...a tattooed, cold, pro hockey captain who thrives on control, discipline, and dominance both on and off the ice. Commitment isn't in his vocabulary. Neither are second chances. He's chaos in skates and trouble in leather jackets, sharp edges wrapped in muscle and attitude, and he makes it painfully clear that he doesn't want her in his space, in his routine, in his carefully controlled world. They clash from the start. Power against defiance. Fire against gasoline. Too similar. Too stubborn. Too damaged in different ways. She's soft, but not weak. A good girl who knows how to party, dance, and forget the world when the music gets loud enough. He's adrenaline and aggression, fueled by late-night games, bruised knuckles, and a hunger for control that doesn't turn off when the crowd goes home. Closed off. Possessive. Allergic to feelings. Living together becomes a dangerous game of boundaries, tension, and lingering looks that last a second too long. Every shared space feels like a challenge. Every accidental touch feels like a dare. Neither of them are willing to admit that the pull between them burns hotter than any fight on the ice...or that surrendering might be the one thing Rhett fears more than losing. But the past doesn't stay buried forever. Her mother returns to haunt her, reopening old wounds. And just when Avery starts to feel safe...just when it starts to feel real...Rhett does what he does best. He runs. Because falling is easy...but staying is the dangerous part. Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.

A seemingly innocent girl draws the interest of her three new professors with a dark background, only they are unaware that her life is remarkably similar to their own. "To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves." - Federico García Lorca Started: August 2021 Finished: Feb 2024

I clamped my hand over my mouth, biting down on my palm to trap the moan clawing up my throat. "What's wrong?" Elias whispered again my ear, rolling his hips harder into mine. "Am I fucking you too good?" I shook my head frantically, pressing my fingers tighter over my lips as a whimper escaped. "Scared your fiancée will hear how well you take my cock?" He paused, delivering another deep thrust. "Or maybe you do. Maybe you want him to watch me fuck what's always been mine." I shouldn't be doing this. I knew that. Not with my fiancée ten feet down the hall asleep. <~~~~> At sixteen, Vesper Crane was supposed to die. Kidnapped, brutalized, and left for dead, the president's daughter survives only because the man sent to kill her showed her mercy. Four years later, her mercy still hasn't let her go. She knows he watches her from the shadows. Forced into a political marriage she never agreed to, she becomes the center of a dangerous power struggle. Now she stands between two men: the one who spared her life, her stalker. and the one she chose to marry, her fiancée. Mercy isn't a kindness. It's the most dangerous debt of all. (18+) Mercy is the darkest book I've written. It is an MFM why choose romance where the female main character will not have to choose between the two. This is not a gentle love story. Please read with care.

⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

[MATURE CONTENT] a rumpelstiltskin retelling #1 in the ODD FAIRYTALES series "Do you enjoy torturing me?" He asked on a groan as his hand travelled from my inner thigh to further upwards, finding me sans panties. "Only-" I breathed raggedly as he began tracing my slit with gentle strokes with not enough pressure to relieve me of the burn charging my core. "- when it suits." "Well," he said, finger dipping inside me, making me cling to his shoulders. "For your trouble, I'm about to fuck you so hard they'll write about us." "Like a fairytale?" I asked on a whisper, amusement dancing in my voice as I stared into his glowing golden eyes. "Be careful," he warned, ducking his head until I felt his hair brush my face. His lips were a millimetre from my ear, his breath making something thrum within me. "The ending will make you scream." I didn't doubt that.