Book 1 of The Fly Series . . . Ten years ago, Elena Summer's life crashed on a rain-slick road. Her mother didn't make it out, nor did her memories. Now, she's coming back to Cadford, the town her family fled overnight, the one that feels too familiar for a place she can't remember. Everyone here seems to know her story. Everyone but her. Then there's Justin Castor, Cadford's most notorious enigma. Beautiful. Brilliant. Brutal. He doesn't believe in redemption, and she doesn't believe in coincidences. Yet somehow, their paths keep colliding like fate has unfinished business. As fragments of Elena's past start resurfacing, she begins to realize the truth isn't lost, it's just been buried. And Justin might be the only one who knows why. In Cadford, every story bleeds into a secret. Every mystery untangles the past. But the past is never meant to be revisited. A dark, slow-burning story about love, loss, rage, and the monsters that grief can create. Welcome to the world of Firefly! 𓆤 Trigger Warnings: PTSD | Trauma | Abusive Language | Violence This story contains Mature Sex Scenes

A vixen's bold offer and a nerd's fascination Amara Alana was a dreamer full of life. Fashion-forward, outgoing, and ambitious. She moved through the world like it already belonged to her, and for a long time, it had. But with her grades slipping and her nursing school dreams suddenly fragile, nothing felt as manageable as it once had. Juda Harrison was a textbook nerd in every sense of the word. Reserved, intelligent, and a natural stand out among his peers he wasn't part of her world, not at all. But fascination had a way of bending his rules. Her deal, her temptation, and his choice pulled him into it anyway. Because when he almost let her kiss him, he was finally ready to be taught it all. ━━━━⊱♛⊰━━━━ 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 𝐄 𝐌 𝐏 𝐓 𝐌 𝐄 𝐒 𝐄 𝐑 𝐈 𝐄 𝐒 ♛ 1 Teach Me, Tempt Me ❆ 2 Please Me, Tempt Me ☘︎ 3 Ruse Me, Tempt Me ━━━━⊱♛⊰━━━━ 𝐇 𝐈 𝐆 𝐇 𝐄 𝐒 𝐓 𝐑 𝐀 𝐍 𝐊 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐒 #1 goodboybadgirl #1 opposites attract #1 popular girl #1 tutor

Book 1 of The Color Series . . . "I'm entering this room only on three conditions." He says, standing up straight and pushing his hands in his pockets. "One, you're not allowed to close your eyes." He steps around me until his chest is aligned with my back. I feel him lower his lips to my ears, "Two, know your safe words. Red means stop, and Blue means you're good." "And three," he pushes the strands of my hair to one side of my neck and turns me around. "You're taking control this time." I choke. "W-What?" • • • Austin Cooper and Isabella Cosmo have been best friends since the beginning of high school. It's not easy being in love with your best friend, knowing how much she hates the mere idea of love. This story is a spin-off of right people wrong time, and wrong people right time, with a little tinge of drama, emotions, and heartbreak. "𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨." Trigger Warnings: PTSD | Sexual Assault | Foul Language This story contains Mature Sex Scenes

Book 2 in The Rivals Series [This book is the sequel to Pencils & Polaroids. It cannot be read as a stand-alone. Since this part contains spoilers, it is advised to read Pencils & Polaroids first.] . . . They say every love story has a villain. But this is one with no heroes. At Ravenford, where ambition wears a crown and betrayal is the currency, Park Mellon returns, not as the girl who once believed in happy endings, but as the storm that comes after. Her heart, once golden, now beats in grayscale. Her mission is simple: destroy the boy who taught her love could bleed. Rainer Barcross has spent a year rebuilding himself from the wreckage he left behind. But when she walks back into his world, vengeance stitched into her smile, he realizes some ghosts don't stay buried; they just learn how to breathe fire. In this story, there are no heroes-only survivors. No villains-only the ones left standing when the war ends. No morals, because you'll never truly know who writes the story. Every line between love and ruin, guilt and glory, power and penance-is blurred. If the first book was enemies-to-lovers, this one is going to be ten times magnified with drama, romance, and blatant hatred. To make it spicier, play Taylor Swift's Reputation Era in the background, and you'll have yourself the very mood and setting of Book 2 in the #Pain Series - I welcome you to Snakes & Scoundrels! Cheers! 🐍

Book 1 of The Rivals Series Whoever said academic rivals are a "vibe" deserves a punch in their face. For Park Mellon and Rainer Barcross, rivalry is religion. Since seventh grade, they've been locked in a war of grades, grit, and grudges. Now, with only one scholarship standing between them and their dream film school, their feud is about to turn cinematic. But beneath the sharp comebacks and staged indifference, there's something neither of them will admit: a tension too dangerous to name, and a history too raw to forget. Because when two people burn this bright, it's never just rivalry. It's survival. And at the end of every story like theirs, someone always gets scorched. Good boy x bad girl is adorable; bad boy x good girl is a loved cliche. But what about when they're both bad? Welcome to Pencils & Polaroids. It's a land of no heroes. Only villains.

ENGLISH VERSION!!! Eris. A name that literally means chaos. Lyssa Laurent. A woman whom this name describes perfectly. If only Killian had known that before he got involved with her. But who would have expected that she would turn his life upside down?

---------- "You think you're different to me, don't you?" I tilt my head, staring at each other's lips. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly stands, making him in control with the advantage in height. I'm the one looking up at him now. "And you think I'm easy right?" He leans down close to my face, my back hitting the counter. "Does it turn you on the way I speak to you? Every time I say I hate you, do you clench those thighs? Do you think you're special to me because you're the only pretty girl I touch like this?" He whispers, his grip tightening more. My chest rises up and down at the proximity. I was expecting a reaction but not one like this. This is exactly what I wanted. To see him like this, the side of him no one else got to see. "You think I'm pretty?" I lean closer to him but his force on me doesn't let me get closer. ------------------ Annalise Martin is the IT girl, attracting attention everywhere she goes. From perfect looks to perfect grades, people are always watching her, wanting to be her. Jude Fitz is a moody guy and isn't caught speaking to anyone ever. Never being noticed by her. He goes unnoticed and untouched until Annalise gets her eyes on him. Total opposites but something between the two makes sense..

First book 🏒. Starting college was supposed to be Violet Vale's escape plan. New country. New city. New campus. And then there's Ethan Maddox-tattoos inked like warnings, that infuriating smirk, and a six-foot-five presence that fills every room like he owns it. Her brother's best friend. Her worst enemy. And now? Her accidental shadow at Northbridge University. Violet's spent years trading insults and eye-rolls with Ethan, ever since he became an honorary part of her family. But there's nothing brotherly about the way he looks at her now-or the way her pulse reacts when he calls her Vi like it's some kind of challenge. He's cocky. Infuriating. One year older. And the only person on campus who makes her feel anything at all. They're not friends. Definitely not something more. But the line between hate and something far messier is starting to blur. And when hearts get tangled... Someone's going to fall. Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.

"He ruined me without even trying." ... Savannah Maddox, known for her seductive looks and wild reputation keeps her heart locked behind layered sarcasm, and disappears the second things start to feel real. But beneath the fire and fear, there's a girl who's just trying not to break. Zeyan Chen isn't really known for anything. A quiet, reserved junior, he's perfectly fine with being invisible. But beneath the silence is a sharp mind and the sweetest heart. When Savannah agrees to do Zeyan a favor and help him win over her best friend, it seems harmless. Just a few lessons in bed. No strings, no feelings. That part was easy for her. But nothing ever goes according to plan. #1 in populargirl #1 in nerd #1 in goodboy #1 in virginboy

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.