"It's kind of ironic, you know? My life has always revolved around being on ice. It only makes sense that I met the girl I love after she slipped on the only patch in the parking lot."

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐒 was born into a world of wealth, power, and fame, but when does it all start becoming too much? This multibillion dollar heiress of course wouldn't know. That is, until she met her complete opposite- 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 - the son of a world renowned rock star. Born into an opulent world of fame, glory, and parties. What will he do when he's thrown into the pit of elitists or more importantly- at the feet of Ever Santos? #1 in socialites 4/10/23 #1 in heiress 5/16/23 #1 in privateschool 8/25/23 #1 in itgirl 9/2/23 #2 in oldmoney 5/30/23 #2 in richgirl 8/17/23 #3 in elite 6/15/23

He pulled the knife down my body, starting with the middle of my lower lip, dragging it down to my right breast, playing with my nipple. I arched my back up towards Kellan, silently asking for more. He only chuckled and shaked his head, "Be patient Cataleya." "I thought you said I would be calling you God. Maybe I should have gone home with that guy at the bar, he would've been able to make me cum." The breeze in the room is cold, leaving my nipples high peaks and the rest of my body im goosebumps; or that could've been from the knife making its way to my clit. Kellan grabs my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye. His hold tightens and his hand slips to my neck. "If you had gone home with him, Cat, I would've fucked you in front of him so he knows that you're mine, and I am yours." ⋆ 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐲𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬, little crow. People are starting to notice the cracks in her good girl facade. The subtle mood swings, smudged wine lipstick, her hair out of place. She's always been so careful, never letting her emotions get the best of her, until she can't anymore. 𝐊𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐝, saint. He's had visions of her since he was 14 and he's never let the thought of her go. She used to be a delusion, an illusion his mind created when he wanted to die. Seeing her was never something he expected, and seeing her burying a body was the farthest expectation. TWS !!! abuse, sexual assualt, forms of self harm, eating disorders, etc. Please read with caution if you find any of these triggering. Note: Please don't steal my work, characters, plots, or places created by me. I will block and report anyone who does so. Thank you <3

{NEEDS EDITING} ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 ❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬❞ ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... "Death is the easy way out, remember?" 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭. A pretty face hiding a thousand secrets. A mind broken in ways only she knows. The world sees her as a closed book, but only a few have glimpsed the cracks behind her innocent smile. Her past is a shadow that haunts her every move. An unsettling loss, a family fractured beyond repair. People disgust her, but there's one who stands out: a charming, dangerous man who might just be the one to pull her in. 𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨. Dark, enigmatic, and drawn to chaos. He doesn't play by the rules, but when he meets her, the rules no longer seem to matter. A man with a dark past and an even darker secret, Xavier has always gotten everything he wanted. Until he crosses paths with the one woman he can't ignore. She's everything he never knew he needed and everything he shouldn't want. As their worlds collide, the lines between love and betrayal blur. Xavier has a past he's kept hidden, and Olive is about to learn the hard way that nothing is ever as it seems. Trust is a fragile thing, and once it's broken, there's no way to put it back together. What happens when two broken souls realize they're not so different after all? And when betrayal cuts deeper than anything either of them could have prepared for? ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... #1 in newstorys - 12/16/22 #1 in rivalry - 12/18/22 #1 in poledancing - 12/31/22 #1 in groups - 12/31/22 #1 in drama - 12/31/22

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

𝐍+𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 #𝟏 *𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.* 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞💞 currently editing, won't be any updates for awhile. this is my first draft & first time writing a book. it's cringy asf and i'm sorry y'all😭 READ AT YALL OWN RISK LMFAO any previous obligations- i won't be fulfilling them until i finish editing my book. i hope you guys can understand:) 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞,𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞🫶

❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure. I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want. "I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts." He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans. I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself. "Your breasts." he admits. "You love...?" I ask. "You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear. → Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth. #1 Manxwoman #2 Forbiddenromance #2 Blackwoman #2 Slowbuild

𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲| 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗰𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 ❝I need you to stop moving. Each time you move I'll spank you❞ she nodded. Simply just nodded, and relaxed her body. She didn't want to be spanked. I let her go and lifted my right knee closer to her clit, actually pressing it against her this time. Her body let out a small and sharp inhale, making me smile a bit. I'm sure she's so sensitive right now. Her body full of arousal. "You like that? You like feeling my knee against your pussy don't you?" I slowly started to move my knee around to see her reaction, and it was greater than I thought it would be. A small moan fell from her lips, making me smile as I slid my hand underneath her hips, this time encouraging her to move. "Move your hips just like that. I want to feel your pussy against my knee" I whispered to her. I can tell by the way her eyes dimmed that she had never done this before, but she was so ready to that she did exactly as I said. Her breathing got deeper as she began lifting her hips to fully meet the base of my knee, softly grinding herself against me. I hummed as I watched her, watching her literally move her hips to receive her first orgasm. The way her hips moved made my dick throb even harder, I could only imagine what she looked like if she was to ride me. She took her lip between her teeth and almost instantly I wanted to come. I was already straining myself and trying not to, but the sight of her doing that makes me almost fall apart. ˣ An Angel deprived of her sexual innocence, introduced to a new sexual experience that may turn her world upside down. A devil who enjoys depriving angels of their innocence, introducing her to a world she may never get used to. #1 Submissivefemale #1 sexualcontent #1 dominantmale #1 adultthemes #1 blackwomanwhiteman #1 manxwoman #2 Darling

Loving is such a weird human concept. You can either love someone or you can hate them. There's no in-between except apathy and when you reach that level of indifference it means that you don't care. I cared, I really cared about them. I cared about my music, my band, and my boyfriend, but I cared too much. Or maybe I wasn't caring, maybe I was loving too much. And when you love too much there's only one thing you can do to make everything go away. 𝘙𝘶𝘯. ( Corrected and edited by 𝙢𝙚 ) Started: January 23, 2022 Finished : 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖥𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖲𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 This book is the first one of the series and I really hope you'll enjoy it. As an author, I'll appreciate it if y'all can stay polite in the comments. I won't accept if people are mean or comment on any type of things that could be offensive to me or for someone else. !! There is no polygamous relationship in this book !! (You'll see why I'm warning you)

At 5 years old Jade fuller was ripped of her childhood to be raised as a trained assassin in the most unethical ways possible. She was manipulated and abused until an event would change her forever. After the death of her abductor, she gets an invitation to join a prestigious academy. Little does she know this academy is not like the ones she would read about in the basement she had called a home for 12 years, but actually a school for assassins'. She gets thrown into a life where she has to make connections and battle her demons from years of torture, all while trying to resist one of her grumpy but gorgeous roommates.