𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐇 ♡ 𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 makes a living telling people what their futures have in store. It's ironic, considering how carefully she's spent the last seven years avoiding her own past. After walking away from her father's hotel and the life that came with it, she builds a quieter existence in a small tarot shop in Las Vegas, reading strangers, interpreting their fears, and giving them answers she doesn't always believe herself. 𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑 ♤ 𝐊𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐌, the woman behind a private-event empire, walks through her door. Controlled, intelligent, and impossible to read, Azar is nothing like the clients Lilith is used to. She arrives with questions Lilith can't answer, and a tarot reading that refuses to go the way it should. What begins as an unsettling encounter soon pulls Lilith into a world of private businesses, corporate deals, suspicious investments, powerful families, and secrets that seem strangely connected to the life she thought she had left behind. The deeper she gets, the more everything she thought she knew begins to fracture. People aren't always who they claim to be, memories don't always tell the whole story, and the truth has a way of hiding in plain sight. Worst of all, Lilith can't shake the feeling that her encounter with Azar was never accidental. ♧ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ'ꜱ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ, ʟɪʟɪᴛʜ ɪꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴇʀʀɪꜰʏɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ ꜱᴇᴇᴍꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴇʀꜱ ♧ 🂲 🃍 🂶

"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic

"Don't come to a strip club looking for love. That shit doesn't belong here." she warned. I knew that she was right. Still, I didn't accept her statement. "But...You're here." ⋆⋆⋆ I was a typical surburan girl before I had met her. She changed me. Whether that was for the better or for the worse is up to you. But ladies and gentlemen, as sure as I was that the moon and the stars would fill the sky every night to put the sun to rest, I was sure that the love of my life was a drugged out stripper. ⋆⋆⋆

𝑾𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔, thrown together by 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 or some 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 sense of irony, in a private all-girls school where rules and control were 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 to keep everything in line. But she was the chaos I couldn't escape. Confident with a smirk that made me want to smash it off her face, 𝘰𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧. Every move she made, every brush of her body against mine, 𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭. I wasn't interested, not really. But the way she filled the space around me, so effortlessly, so 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺, it made it impossible to pretend I didn't want her. [18+] - Best rankings!: 🥇in Sapphic 🥇in Frustration 🥇in LesbianRomance 🥇in fxf 🥇in HiddenFeelings 🥇in MommyIssues 🥇in Gradeschool 🥇in StudentxStudent 🥇in Private-School 🥈in AcademicRivalry 🥉in EnemiesWithBenefits

Alessia Sorento, 26, is a hopeless romantic who is the boss of the Italian mafia. She is a very intimidating person but is soft only with people she is close with. Her enemies and people who don't know her also fear her. Alessia meets Lily DeLuca, 24, a pure soul, unaware of the dangers that surround her. They meet at an art gallery that the Sorentos own, but as Lily doesn't know the owner she tries to make a conversation in broken Italian with Alessia. This interaction turns into a very interesting one as Lily becomes intrigued by the very handsome-looking woman. ---- Lily blushed, "I was trying to impress you with my Italian. Guess I need more lessons." Alessia chuckled, "Your attempt was adorable, if not accurate. But hey, if you ever want lessons, I'd be happy to help." ---

• Fortuitous; happening by accident or chance rather than design. • Saylor gets a job offer in her hometown, which she gladly accepts. She misses her hometown, her family, and especially her best friend, Hadley... but what will happen when Hadley's sister, Emerson, also moves back to town? • The two may discover they have more in common than they ever thought possible as well as be forced to process some underlying feelings they thought they buried.

Liberty Fierro is used to living on her own terms, partying recklessly all night and doing it all over again the next day. But when one night goes horribly wrong, her mother steps in with an ultimatum: 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗽𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗱. Monroe Leclair's reputation as a therapist is as infamous as it is dangerous. She's calm, calculating, and hiding secrets that no one in their right mind could possibly guess. As the lines blur between healing and obsession, Liberty has to wonder if Monroe is saving her, 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮.

At 42, Vivienne Hart is a literary legend-brilliant, ruthless with words, and impossible to get close to. It's been a decade since her last book, and she's made one thing clear: she has no interest in finishing it. Enter Emily Carter-28, sharp-tongued, and entirely unimpressed by Vivienne's reputation. She's been hired to do the impossible: get Vivienne to write again. Their partnership is a disaster from the start. Vivienne is cold, impossible, and infuriatingly controlled. Emily is reckless, relentless, and knows exactly how to get under her skin. What starts as creative clashes and late-night rewrites turns into something far more dangerous. A stolen glance. A lingering touch. A night that should never have happened. ___________________________ completed: 9th march'25

Caterina gave a small, amused hum, flipping a page of her magazine as though unfazed. "You'd be hotter if you weren't so mean." "And you'd be hotter if you cut the fucking attitude," Celine shot back, her voice dropping as she leaned closer, her eyes narrowing dangerously. "Before I fuck it out of you." When Celine crosses paths with Caterina, the daughter of a powerful mafia boss, she expects a quick and simple plan to settle an old score. What she doesn't anticipate is Caterina's audacious counteroffer: a marriage of convenience that will grant Celine access she can not decline. Their uneasy alliance is fraught with tension-both the fiery, physical kind and the sharp clash of wills that comes from two women with their own dark pasts and hidden agendas. As they step into a world of wealth, deception, and ruthless ambition, their plan teeters on the edge of chaos, with one question looming large: Can they trust each other long enough to survive? Will they pull off the ultimate betrayal-or will their fragile bond bring everything crashing down?

When Priscilla walks into Sloane's office, she's just another patient-guarded, broken, slow to trust. Sloane, a dominant and calculating therapist, is used to control. She knows how to push, how to read people, how to get what she wants. But Priscilla is different. What begins as therapy twists into something deeper-an electric pull neither of them can ignore. Sloane tells herself it's about healing, but her control is precise, obsessive... seductive. And Priscilla, under Sloane's careful influence, begins to lose sight of where her pain ends and Sloane begins. Because Sloane isn't just hiding secrets. She's using them. And the most dangerous thing about her is how far she'll go to keep Priscilla close. [ wlw romance between a therapist and her patient. Hold on tight, this a messy-dark romance ]