I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

London, 1800s. The capital buzzes with anticipation. After years abroad, the young prince has returned-handsome, arrogant, and at the ripe age of twenty-two. With the royal bloodline on everyone's mind, the court demands a queen, and a dazzling debutante ball is summoned to find her. As the daughters of nobility scramble for silks, rouge, and powdered curls, one young woman stands apart. Arabella, a clever, sharp-tongued nurse from humble roots, has no dreams of tiaras or titles. But when her mother-renowned for her pastries-is summoned to bake for the palace, Arabella agrees to help, unable to let her family miss out on the generous royal coin. It was supposed to be simple. Bake. Serve. Leave. Until one accidental moment... And one entitled, self-serving prince... Throws Arabella into a scandal neither of them saw coming. In a world ruled by etiquette, wealth, and secrets, what begins as an unfortunate mishap might just set the stage not only romance- but murder, heartache and treatury.

Theodore Bennett was the typical most wanted guy in college - being a nepo baby and captain of the football team, Theo had the face, the body, the charm and of course, his fair share of girls drooling over every little thing he did daily. However when it came to grades, he slacked. The last thing Theodore wanted was ending up forced to be in a presentation group led by the girl whose guts he hated. Maria Michaels - Nigerian, but born and raised in Ireland moved to the US for college, was who you could call the 'perfect student'. She continuously scored high in assignments, had several friends, was elevating in cheer and was positively known by as much people possible within a month of her arrival. Of course, she also, had the face, the body, the charm, the attention, and the grades Theo lacked. The last thing Maria wanted was ending up forced to lead a presentation group including the guy whose guts she hated. "Fucks sake", they say, the exact same time. Rank: #1 Forced Proximity - 29th July, 2025 #1 Sports Romance - 4th September, 2025 #1 College - 15th November, 2025 #1 Melanin - 17th Jan 2026 #1 WMBW - 31st Jan 2026 #2 Interracial - 2nd August, 2025 #2 College Romance - 3rd August, 2025 #2 University - 11th August, 2025 #3 Possessive - 5th August, 2025

Ariana's boyfriend Brady has been cheating on her for months. How does she find out? A suspicious thong and his roommate Reese fills in the missing pieces. But that's not all he does. While she wasn't expecting to be hit with the news of her boyfriend's infidelity, she was also not prepared for his roommate's offer. Cheat back... with him. *Chapters marked with asterisks contain sexually explicit material* Best Rankings: #1 in #interracial #3 in #college #3 in #enemiestolovers #4 in #BWWM

Luca is a 28 year old mafia don, who is trying to better himself mentally with everything he's been through, he just wants to feel free. Kiana is a 24 year old therapist dealing with her own emotions and shit, she just wanted an escape. They meet and attempt to help each other, no romantic feelings but life makes everything harder and they can't stay away from each other. ** There is a lot of mature content in this book and I will not be putting warnings before as it will be long: this includes, sex (between more than one partner), drug abuse, sexual assault and harassment, mental illness and others. Please do not read if you feel as though you will be triggered** He stalked his way towards her. No words were uttered. Pure lust evident in their eyes. He backed her into a corner, she was looking everywhere but him, she couldn't, she shouldn't. His hand toyed with the hem of her dress. He hesitated. His mind was racing with thoughts of how he shouldn't, he couldn't. Her heartbeat picked up, her breaths quickened, her body needed him. He saw the affect he had on her. Pulling up her dress, he saw she had no panties on. Enraged he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her, making her look into his eyes. His other hand slid into her folds, she was soaking wet, just for him. She whimpered in response. She couldn't get enough. Her hips rocked back and forth along with his fingers. He added another. Yet to kiss her, he pushed the thought out of his head. Her body began to rock faster, causing moans to fall from her mouth. He bent down to her ear and whispered, "Perché non possiamo semplicemente stare lontani gli uni dagli altri belli?". (Why can't we just stay away from each other beautiful?).

Anastasia Bailey and Mateo Russo share a passion, and while he spends his nights running and catching tosses down a football field, Anastasia is on the sidelines cheering for Cambridge University sports team. The two may have caught each other's attention since they stepped foot onto campus, but it isn't until junior year approaches that the sexual tension finally gets unleashed. *black female lead and latino male lead*

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

"Let me eat this pussy, ma." ♧👻♧

Here I was, 4 A.M in my shower, thinking about how good my cock would feel buried inside her pussy. How desperate I am to destroy her insides and breed her until sh- no-I couldn't handle it anymore. I imagined her legs wrapped around my waist as I fucked her senselessly. Our eyes would lock while I whispered sweet nothings. Then I'd flip her over, arching her back and digging her head into the mattress, suffocating her just a little, and then ramming into her without warning. I sound like a sadist but I can't help it. The things she makes my body do, I've never felt this with another woman. June is obsessed with Amirlya. Severely obsessed. So obsessed that he has control on her every move, eyes on her every step, and lurks in the shadows when she doesn't notice. Amirlya on the other hand just wants to be left alone. With years of tormenting, she is tired of constantly falling victim to June's strange possessiveness and frightening authority over her. However, that all changes when he strangely decides to reform himself, into a better man, for her sake. Will his attempt at improvement woo her over? Or make things worse? WILL EDIT AFTER IM DONE WITH THE BOOK Started: 10/26/2024 Finished: 12/1/2024 #69 bwwm 11/16/24 #59 bwwm 11/19/24 #39 bwwm 11/19/24 #31 bwwm 11/23/24 #23 bwwm 11/24/24 #2 aggressive 12/1/24 #21 bwwm 1/2/25 #19 bwwm 1/3/25 #16 bwwm 1/5/25

The billionaire, The discreet submissive, The hurt, The lies, So blindsided by lust, So blindside by hurt, Will they survive?