What happens when someone with a very high IQ has the kind of curiosity that killed the cat?... Tianna Blair is a problem. Little Tia is an even bigger problem. She talks back. She breaks rules. She takes up space she wasn't invited into. When she lands in a house that already has its own balance, everything goes wrong fast. Elias Sorinas runs a government-owned behavioral facility in a city that believes in control, compliance, and systems that look humane on paper. He's spent years enforcing structure, and believing in mechanisms that fix people - or at least contain them. Rossi Romano knows ink. That's pretty much it. Tia doesn't want help. Elias doesn't plan on getting attached. Rossi doesn't plan on caring. They all fail. ‎ꫂ᭪݁‎ꫂ᭪݁‎ꫂ᭪݁ Age regression story with an MMF relationship. Updates will be daily. Enjoy <3

❝𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝.❞ In which an intern has a sex contract with her boss. || MATURE CONTENT || Cover by @vanillalust

Maeve is a simple human. Someone who comes from broken household, so what happens when moving to her half-sisters place in a completely different world? Because suddenly she not only has to struggle to get a fresh start behind her but also how to deal with her soulmates. Those who are apparently very possessive and also protective , because after the first encounter they don't seem to want to leave her side.

In a different world where humans don't exist... Clan war rages among beasts, fighting over territories in order to reign the land of no king. When one human girl unconsciously stumbles into the world of beasts by mistake, she is forced to pick a side among the seven most ferocious and savage clans-to become their chieftess. Which side will she choose? Will she ever find her way back to her own world, where everything makes sense? Or will she be the one to unite the land of beastmen, and forge a new civilized nation with a 'king'? "...I have never seen such a beautiful female body before, may I touch it?" Gaharu stretched out his hand towards her bulging breasts under the thin fabric she was using to cover her naked wet body, as though wanting to squeeze those plumpy soft lumps of hers. Lecherous gleamed in his lustful orbs as he licked the saliva from the corner of his curved lips. "What... Get the fuck away from me! You're a pervert!!" "What is a pervert? I am no pervert, I am a tiger. Besides, you are my female now, you should not cover your body like that. Bend over now, so we can start reproducing right away." "What the fuck?! No!! Get the fuck away!!" "Who is this fuck? Why do you keep calling his name? Is 'fuck' your lover? Alright then, I shall kill this fuck so that you belong only to me!" 🔴🔴 !!SLOW UPDATE!! PLEASE BEAR WITH ME, THANK YOU ...⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ 🔴🔴 COPYRIGHT: IsabelleLoveYou (Wattpad) All Rights Reserved

"The lease is signed. The rules are simple. Don't touch my roommates. Too bad nobody told them the rules." Nadia Reyes needed cheap rent and a fresh start. What she got was a lease she can't break, a brother who won't stop calling, and four infuriatingly attractive football players who have every reason to keep their distance. She didn't know they were her brother Marcus's teammates when she signed the paperwork. By the time she figured it out, the keys were already in her hand. Now she's living under the same roof as: Cole Davenport - starting quarterback, chronic flirt, and the only person on campus who makes her laugh and want to throw something at the same time. Rhett Calloway - team captain, built like a wall, speaks in grunts and meaningful silences. She's pretty sure he hates her. She's less sure she hates him back. Zac Torres - the hothead with a short fuse and an even shorter patience for her sharp mouth. Every argument ends with them standing three inches apart, breathing hard. Eli Nguyen - kind, careful, and quietly falling apart every time she smiles at him. He knows better. He just can't stop. The rules are clear: Marcus's sister is completely off limits. Nadia's made it very clear she doesn't need anyone's protection. And yet - boundaries blur when you share a kitchen, a couch, a front porch at 2am. She's not here to fall for anyone. They're not supposed to let her. Some rules were made to be broken. Off Limits is a contemporary reverse harem romance featuring enemies-to-lovers tension, forbidden dynamics, slow burns that actually pay off, and a heroine who refuses to apologize for taking up space. She doesn't choose. That's the whole point.

‼️Longer chapters‼️ Why Choose When You Have Three Already Coming in a Set? Starr Sloane has spent six years being relentlessly fine. After a car crash stole her entire family at eighteen, she learned to smile through grief, pour coffee with steady hands, and keep the hollow place in her chest hidden behind freckles and optimism. Her mother named her Starr because she was supposed to shine bright-even in the dark. So she did. Until she didn't. One drunken night, one bad decision, and one sidewalk later, she wakes up in the backseat of a stranger's car. The stranger has a scar that runs like silver lightning down his face, tattoos of black roses climbing his neck, and eyes that look at her like she's already something he's decided to keep. His name is Blaine. He doesn't come alone. Emerson-wicked smile, pierced, dangerous charm. Preston-quiet storm, sharp words, sharper hands. Three men. One unbreakable set. They say she's theirs now. They say they've been waiting for someone exactly like her to fall into the middle of their closed circle. Starr doesn't know how to belong to anyone-let alone three dangerous, obsessive men who live in shadows and deal in blood. She doesn't know how to let herself be wanted without waiting for the moment it all disappears. But they're patient. They're relentless. And when rival hands finally reach for her-when they bruise her, film her, try to break her-they show exactly what happens when you touch what belongs to them. Through trauma, through tears, through slow mornings and desperate nights, Starr learns something she thought she'd forgotten: She doesn't have to shine alone anymore. She can be held. She can be loved. She can be whole. Even if her light flickers. Even if the dark tries to take her again. Because this time, three men have decided the entire city can burn before they let her fall. Why choose... when the set already chose you?

In the heart of Castle Dimitrescu, where marble halls echo with secrets and blood, a child stumbles into the arms of monsters. Zoya-small, silent, shattered-regresses into infancy to survive the weight of her trauma, unknowingly awakening something long buried behind the castle's sealed wing. Alcina Dimitrescu, a towering matriarch carved from elegance and death, is unprepared for the pull of motherhood that rises within her. As she nurses the broken girl back to life, shadows begin to stir-shadows with memories, grief, and rage sharper than any fang, something ancient, monstrous, and mourning will not rest until it is whole again. But in this house of blood and lullabies, no one leaves untouched-by love or by claw. THERE IS NO SEXUAL RELATIONSHIP WITH THE PROTAGONIST IN THIS BOOK, MY CHARACTER IN THIS BOOK IS UNDER 18 ‼️‼️

Alessia had rules. She didn't do drama, didn't take nonsense from any man. Until him. For Cassian, she broke every one. A cliché, impossible mother in law? She handled it. Missed dinners because of work? She served herself double and waited anyway. Too tired to spend time together? She embraced the quiet hours alone. She forgot her limits, abandoned her rules. All for him. Until her. The one rule she couldn't break, the limit she couldn't cross. She saw him with her. Broken, she left and whispered a wish she never thought would come true: that she had never met him. The wish was granted. Alessia woke up and didn't remember him. But now Cassian is the one waiting. Running against time to be near her. Chasing every moment, following every rule, just so she might remember him again. And if she can't... Can he remember it all for both of them? © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

Steve moves to the suburbs, planning to start a family. He starts an affair with the housekeeper, instead. Or; The Other Woman/Sugar Baby fic no one asked for but me.

He lives by rules. She breaks them just by existing. Atlas Priest Adams is the president of the Saints of Retribution MC-a brotherhood of former soldiers who hunt the worst monsters hiding in plain sight. He believes in control, silence, and distance. No titles. No promises. No babies. Attachments get people killed. Dr. Indigo Blue Thorne isn't looking for danger. After a brutal night in the ER, she finds solace in a bar-and in a man who promises nothing beyond one night. She agrees to his rules because she doesn't want forever. Neither of them is telling the truth. What starts as a no-strings arrangement turns into something deeper, even as Priest insists Blue is temporary. Then the past comes roaring back. When his brother's widow arrives at the clubhouse pregnant and desperate, Priest's silence and half-truths destroy everything Blue thought she understood. So she disappears. Months later, fate drags them back together in an ER bay-where Priest sees the woman he lost... and the child she's carrying. Now Priest must face the consequences of the rules he hid behind, the words he never said, and the woman he never claimed. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, he'll have to decide whether love is a weakness- -or the one thing worth bleeding for. PRIEST is a dark, emotional MC romance about control, miscommunication, and the cost of loving halfway-featuring a hardened hero, a strong heroine, betrayal, redemption, and a hard-won happily ever after.