Seraphina Esposito is a mafia queen.. cold, ruthless, untouchable. At twenty-five she rules an empire built on fear, wielding power like a blade and believing feelings to be nothing but weakness. Love, family, softness.. those are luxuries she's burned out of herself. Or so she thought. Then comes Elowen Morgan. Beautiful. Too emotionally intelligent. Kindhearted. Too pure for a world like hers... and yet, impossible to ignore. With honey-brown eyes that see too much and a quiet defiance behind her smile, she unsettles everything Seraphina thought she knew. Seraphina doesn't do love. But desire? Obsession? The urge to claim what should never have been hers? That, she can't seem to resist. What happens when a woman who feels nothing meets the one person she can't stop feeling?

"She's fucking weird and different than us" she said laughing. It made me so angry. I wanted to punch her but she was right in some way. "You know what? You're right, she's different" I said and she nodded her head "exactly" "She's different because she's better than all of us" --- This story will include: -detailed sexual content -sexual assault -mental health issues -drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -family issues

Deception A dark romance where obsession and manipulation blur the lines between power and desire. Scarlett never expected her new job to come with a familiar face one she'd hoped to forget. The woman in the tailored blazer, cold eyes gleaming beneath the strobe lights of a Miami nightclub, now stands at the helm of Scarlett's career: Her new boss. What begins as a seemingly professional dynamic quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. Beneath the surface of polite smiles and sharp instructions lies a twisted game one neither of them fully controls. As tension simmers and boundaries dissolve, Scarlett finds herself tangled in a seductive web where nothing is as it truly seems. Is it obsession... or all a deception? Scarlett is about to learn just how deadly blurred lines can become. Especially when her past comes into play

"Why were you with her at a party?" Amara asked anger coming off of her as she started into my being. A shiver went down my spine. I've never seen her this mad. Never. "ANSWER ME!" She yelled making me jump a bit before my own anger came out. "Why would YOU wanna know? It's NONE of YOUR business!" I yelled back as both of our anger now filled the room. "It IS my business, wanna know why?" She asked walking towards me at a slow pace until we were inches apart leaning into my neck. "Because your mine." She whispered into my ear. *********************** The popular, the nobodies, and the nerds. The three groups in high school or as we like to call it hell I mean some people thrive in this place but me? No. I'm in two of those groups the nobodies and the nerds but even though I'm in two groups I still get one thing in common. The bullying. But I guess a little confrontation which I hate would give the bullying a whole new meaning.

Valentina, a student at Heartfelt University, is assigned to the notoriously rude and cold Professor Montgomery. While the professor's harsh demeanor clashes with Val's quiet and positive nature, their academic sparring soon turns into something deeper. As Val's intelligence and persistence break through Professor Montgomery's icy exterior, a surprising and tender connection begins to bloom. [wlw] [slow burn]

"Do you want me?" "No" "Are you sure?" "No"

WILL BE UNPUBLISHED BY THE END OF AUGUST 2025. The trauma of the death of her best friend makes her change completely, to the point she becomes a darker version of herself and someone that seemed insignificant in her past comes back to change her life. (Teacher x student) (NSFW 18+ scenes)

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

When she started high school, Olivia had only one goal when she transferred to Clover High: she wanted to be popular and stand out academically and in extracurricular activities. She wanted to be a part of the popular crowd so she wouldn't have to go through again with her bad experiences during elementary and middle school. Olivia's stepsister Zoey, who she adores, discovered that she is the bullies' favorite prey. Olivia acts like she despised Zoey at school and hid the truth about her genuine relationship with her until she could. Worse, Olivia became one of Zoey's bullies. How far will Olivia conceal the truth about her and Zoey at school? How far will Olivia hide her true self and ignore her growing feelings for her stepsister? ~*~ P.S. This is an LGBTQIA+ themed story. (Girl's Love | GirlXGirl) If you are not comfortable reading this kind of genre, please don't proceed.

"It's not that I don't want you doing this with me" she said closing her eyes tightly and putting her head back on the pillow as her hands gripped my waist. I put my hands on her chest as I kept moving my hips on her. "What is it then?" I asked her, trying my best to hold my moans in "it's the fact that your fucking.." she breathed heavily and tried to keep herself together so she can complete her sentence "..your fucking dad will kill me if he finds out about us having sex" I held her chin and kissed her lips "that's why we're not gonna tell him.." I said moving faster, her grip tightening on my hips "..it's gonna be our little secret" --- This story will include: (warnings⚠️) -detailed sexual content -use of weapons -Drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -murder and crimes