(#1 Book in the dance series) Estelle Beaufort, a 25y/o Academy student that dropped out of her university on impulse and regrets it till this day. She tried finding jobs but ended up in a place she despised. The popular stripjoint "The Pink Rose". She's stubborn, outspoken and doesn't let people walk all over her. But that all changes when she meets a woman that riles her up by just looking at her, finding out that she's in fact the owner of the club she hates so much. Pulling Estelle into a tug of war with her own emotions and choices. Will she make the right choices? ___________________________________________ Mallory Fedorov, a 30y/o successful businesswoman who made it to the top of the chain due to her ruthless strategies. She has the whole city eating out of the palm of her hand and owns nearly every single company and building in the city. She's thinks before acting, has a cold demeanor, is manipulative, and is definitely not afraid to make her hands dirty.. by any means necessary. But her demeanor gets thrown around when she meets an exotic dancer who seems to have made it her mission to be a thorn in their sides. An individual like Mallory doesn't need anyone or anything- ...Right? TW: Sexual Explicit Scenes, Dubious Consent, Violence like Murder, Gun Violence, Negative Mental Health topics, Kidnapping, Obsession Reached: 1# Lesbian 1# Enemies to lovers 1# Queer 1# Enemies with Benefits 1# Sapphic 1# Darkromance 1# Pining

one unexpected night I saw him. My ex. He was here and he was after me again, I can't get away from him. that was until I met Ash. the Italian mafia leader. The most dangerous man in the world, or so I thought. even though he appears to be scary and harsh he isn't. ----------------------------- Preview: He sits on the kitchen counter hunched and holding his lower stomach, I step in front of him. "Can you take your shirt off?" I ask softly, he looks up at me with the same cold glare, but this time it had an emotion i couldn't read "please? I need to clean that." I said pointing at his stomach. He sighed and pulled off his shirt with a low husky groan. I let my eyes rake over his body watching as his arm muscles flex and his skin is toned. he clears his throat, I feel heat rise to my cheeks as I realize I was staring. "clean it then." He demands, but it was oddly soft. I nodded and dabbed at his wound he hissed and pain lowing his head to rest it in the crook of my neck. His breath shoots goose bumps all over my skin.

Aleah was just your average young adult - well, not entirely average - but the point is that she didn't need much from life and she was perfectly content with the idea that she was going to go to college, get a job, get married, and settle down like everyone else. That was until she takes a bullet for Kasey Sloane, the daughter of the fourth largest mafia in America. __________________________ WARNING THIS BOOK IS MATURE AND HAS A PRETTY ROUGH GANG INITIATION SCENE AND DEALS WITH TRAUMA AND ABUSE.

In which two boys paired up for an English project unknowingly write love stories about each other and share ideas.

"I swear nothing happened" I tried not to moan "I warned you Allison that you are mine that no one should touch you the way I want to touch you that no one should see you the way I want to see you " she husked as she plunged two of her fingers inside of me My head hang back in pleasure as I tried to contain my moans. The pleasure I was feeling was undeniably. "On your knees" she growled I quickly dropped to my knees with my hands on my thighs waiting for further instructions. She unbuckled her belt then unzipped her pants. She pulled her pants down along with her boxers and her dick sprung out. She was huge. "Suck like the slut you are" she growled I didn't move or anything. She gripped the back of my head and pushed her dick into my mouth causing me to choke. "I said to suck don't disobey me" I could barely breathe her dick was hitting the back of my throat cutting the air off to my lungs. She pulled me back and I started to cough. You could see my saliva glistening her dick She gripped my neck then picked me up bringing my face closer to hers "I'll show you never to disobey me Allison" She roughly turned me around and shoved me down on the desk so that my back was to her. "You haven't been a good girl have you Allison?" She slapped my ass The sting cause me to yelp and jolt further on the desk. "I asked you a question so answer me Allison" she slapped my ass again harder than the first time "No I haven't" I choked out tears running down my face "No you haven't and for that I'll teach you a lesson" she hissed She gripped my waist then lined her guy up with my entrance. "Fuccckkkk" I moan as she slammed into me She roughly thrust into me giving me long deep strokes as she slapped my ass. "Fuck you feel so good princess" She grunted "But you were bad" She picked up her pace going faster and deeper. She snaked her hand around my waist and to my clit where she used her thumb to rub circles against my clit. "Please I-I'm sorry" I tried to moan

[Book #2 in the Nystrom series] [18+TW: mature content, heavy topics, language] I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the book as I chuckle and trace the lip print with my finger. I smile at the marks, I wanted him to be mine as much as I was his. The marks reflect that. He raises his eyebrows as soon as his eyes land on mine. "Oh?" His voice is hoarse and low when he murmurs, "You like them?" "I do, they look pretty good on you." I admit, gazing up at him when I see him smirk and I wonder what he is thinking about, but when he grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap, my question is already resolved. "Why don't you take some pictures then, love?" εꨄ︎з 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, the psychopath. While she is still tormented by her dark past, she starts to realize that if anything could obliterate her, it would be her twisted mind. She was desperate for sanity, and as if someone had heard her, the only person who could give her that feeling appeared. 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒, the murderer. He would twist a knife in his heart if it meant proving that he'd do anything for her. He yearned to understand her, her innermost thoughts and ways of thinking. He wanted to be hers, even if it meant losing his own sanity for her. εꨄ︎з STARTED: July 2022 FINISHED: April 2023

"What are we doing Alex?" He breathes against my lips. That's too sensible of a question, so I ignore it. My brain has yet to return to my body, and right now that is the last thing I'm worried about. "Stay." I whisper against his mouth, my words flowing without any thought. "Stay?" He sits up fully, which results in me straddling him. His expression is full of curiosity and mild shock. "Like stay stay?" I don't respond with words. I'm afraid if I open my mouth, I'll start to overthink and I can't afford that. Instead, I pull my shirt over my head. I do it confidently, in spite of my boldness starting to dissipate as the seconds pass. Ryan swallows. His eyes trail down to my breasts, before he looks at me again with a look I can't name. "Are you sure?" He stares into me. "Promise me you're sure." "I'm sure." I tell him softly. "I promise." ******* ALEXANDRA MONET is a twenty two year old girl, freshly out of college. After landing her dream job working for top fashion designer Adrienne Walker, she moves from a small town in Florida, to the boisterous city of New York. Since before she moved, Alex mapped out a clear plan for the direction of her life. None of which could prepare her for RYAN RUSSO...the snarky, sarcastic boy who she'll soon find herself thinking about constantly. As much as the two think they can't stand each other, there's an underlying attraction that eventually grows too strong for either them to bare. So they make an agreement... An agreement that is supposed to be void of any and all feelings, but over time it becomes a lot harder than expected. It's supposed to mean nothing. Less than nothing, but unfortunately some things just don't go as planned. Warning: Mature scenes and language.

Tate just needs some fast cash but it deems difficult when she's out to work as the bodyguard of the boss' daughter, Willow. The boss' incredible hot daughter. Tate tries to contain herself but Willow keeps pushing her... what happens when she goes over the edge?

Arielle Cooper and Luna Winters are the same, yet so different. Opposites attract, but what if they truly aren't opposites in the end? Arielle has the perfect life: amazing parents, tons of friends, breathtaking looks and a shockingly nice personality, people would assume she was content with her life. She has nothing to be sad about. Luna, on the other hand, has every reason to be miserable with her life. Emotionally draining parents, no friends, average looks and a bitch to people who cross her path, 18 and walking across the stage will be the highlight of her life. Arielle will change her life. Meeting her eyes every Friday morning will change her train of thought about ending high school so soon. But little does she know, it will also shatter her in the process. Will the two be able to fix what was once destroyed? Better yet, can they?

Quiet, sensible Eliza Sterling thought she knew what her future looked like. Going into senior year with her best friends in sunny California seemed like a piece of cake. She was prepared, and comfortable for the first time since her mom passed away three years ago. When Eliza's father gets promoted, and the family is forced to move to Connecticut, her entire life is turned upside down. Being the new girl at seventeen was definitely not in the plan, and Eliza is at a complete and utter loss. To add to her troubles, she discovers her new next door neighbor is the school's self proclaimed fuckboy. Uber popular, uber rich, uber smart (he thinks so at least), Drew is the ultimate asshole. Eliza doesn't think things can get any worse. But as she spends more time in her new home, she begins to realize that maybe moving wasn't such a bad thing. And maybe she's not quiet and sensible at all. And maybe, just maybe, Drew isn't such an asshole.