❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

"You refuse to speak because you think your voice is a curse, Butterfly. A poison that destroys everything it touches. So poison me. Whisper their names, and I will gladly show you how a real monster burns the world to ash just to keep you warm. You think you are trapped in the dark with a psychopath, papillon. You don't realize I am just waiting for your command." - Nikolai de Rivel ____ To Leah, silence is the only armor she has left. Deaf, traumatized, and terrified of physical touch, she just wants to survive Ardencrest University without being seen. When she completely ignores the school's most dangerous French heir on her first day, she thinks she safely avoided a predator. She has no idea she just gave the Reaper Prince a puzzle he is dying to take apart. Behind his polite smiles and lethal elegance, Nikolai de Rivel is an empty-eyed psychopath who demands absolute, psychological control. He doesn't just want to claim her body; he wants to conquer her mind. Leah thinks the campus is naturally parting for her; she doesn't know Nikolai is viciously destroying anyone who steps too close. She thinks she is finally finding peace in the shadows; she doesn't know he is meticulously rewriting her entire reality so she has no choice but to crave his touch. He doesn't want to hide her from the monsters of her past. He wants to drag her into the dark, place her on his lap, and teach her how to rule it. He is the devil. And her rare voice is his trigger. ______ "The Reaper Prince | 18+" is the third book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series. {Can be read as a standalone}

[18+] ENEMIES TO LOVERS SPORTS ROMANCE She can't stand the school's golden boy, but when fate keeps throwing them together, their rivalry starts to look a lot like chemistry-and suddenly they're not playing the game they thought they were. °•°•°•° Hannah Walker doesn't trust anyone, especially men. They're manipulative and toxic-her lousy ex taught her that lesson well. Enter Tristan Beckett, the embodiment of everything she despises. He's arrogant, a playboy, and worshipped by everyone who meets him-except her. But he's also relentless, charming, and unfairly gorgeous. Their first meeting? Instant mutual hatred. Their second? Just as bad. Their third? Um... you see where I'm going with this. It's clear to everyone around them that they're not each other's biggest fans. But fate, or maybe some cosmic prank, keeps bringing them together-forcing them to learn more about each other. But like Hannah, Tristan has a dark past - he's just better at hiding it. Faced with an uncertain future, threats from an unknown assailant, and still trying to heal past wounds, both of them will have to learn to rely on each other. °•°•°•° Because I know you guys, there's smut in Chapters 29, 31, 34, Bonus #1, 37, 39, 49, 65, Bonus #3, and Bonus #5. °•°•°•° Enemies to Lovers College Football Romance Book 1 in the Campus Kings Series (Can be read as a Standalone) Mature +18 LOTS of character development.

When Simon returns home from deployment, the blaring TV next door is gone-replaced by the scent of warm bread and soft humming through the walls. You've just moved in: a bright, charming baker chasing your dream with a new shop down the street. He's guarded and quiet. You're sunshine and sugar. What begins with cinnamon rolls at the door slowly turns into late-night chats, quiet confessions, and something neither of you expected: comfort, healing... and the kind of slow-burning love that sneaks up on you. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

Ava und Nathaniel. Beide sehen die Welt aus komplett anderen Perspektiven. Das Einzige, das sie verbindet, ist der Tod einer geliebten Person. Ava verliert ihren Zwillingsbruder. Nathaniel verliert seine beste Freundin. Wenn zwei komplett verschiedene Menschen auf die gleiche Art gebrochen werden, ist nicht zu erahnen, was für einen Tsunami an Erinnerungen, Schmerzen und Gefühlen sie gemeinsam hervorrufen können. Unter diese Gefühle fällt auch Liebe. TRIGGERWARNING: Depression, Suizid und Essstörung (beides wird erwähnt, aber es wird nicht explizit darauf eingegangen). Cover by the most cutest @SPIRITEDAMAY

Syth, a specialist and feared operative, was presumed dead after a solo mission gone dark. Five years later Task Force 141 discovers Syth alive... but altered. Her memories fragmented, her mind broken. She has gone rogue and seems to have lost her sanity. Task Force 141 must uncover the truth behind her transformation and the dangerous path she now treads and she rejoins the team, unstable. Enemies to lovers Ghost x fem OC **18+ for mature audience. Contains gore, drugs and sexual references** CONTAINS: - enemies to lovers - violence/abuse - gore/blood/war - possession - smut/sexual scenes - captivity

In my own house, I was nothing more than a servant- a ghost with my father's name and none of his love. Until the most powerful man in the room looked at me... and chose me. Not for love. Not for desire. But to destroy someone else. Ares Hawthorne doesn't ask. He decides. And that night, he decided I would be his wife. Just like that- I was traded, signed, and sealed into a marriage I never wanted. He calls me "wife" like it's a warning. Touches me like I'm something he owns. Looks at me like I'm a game he already won. But I won't break for him. I won't beg. And I refuse to become another thing he controls. The problem? The more I resist him... the more dangerous he becomes. Because Ares Hawthorne doesn't lose. And now... I'm the one thing he can't control. The Sovereign. The Saint. A marriage built on control, power, and something far more dangerous than love. This isn't a fairytale. There's no prince. And there's definitely no soft romance here. Just obsession. Tension. And a man who doesn't know how to feel- until her. _____ A Glimpse "Feel how easily I slide in?" he whispered hotly against her ear, breath warm on her damp skin. "This body knows who it belongs to now. Even if your mouth still fights me... your pussy doesn't lie." Celeste bit her lip, trying not to moan, but her hips rocked helplessly against his hand. "Tell me to stop," he challenged, pumping his fingers faster, deeper. "Say the word and I'll walk away... or spread your legs wider and let me ruin you properly." ----- A dark romance with a possessive antihero, "touch her and die". "His to Devour | 18+" is a standalone dark romance novel. It is the 5th book of the "The Hawthorne Legacy " series.

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

Bucky Barnes x reader As Tony Stark's daughter, you've spent your life surrounded by heroes, technology, and expectations you're not sure you'll ever meet. When Bucky Barnes joins the Avengers, you don't know what to make of the quiet, brooding soldier with a past as dark as the shadows he moves through. He's cold, distant, and carrying more ghosts than he lets on. But the more your paths cross-late-night conversations in the kitchen, stolen glances in the training room-you begin to see the man beneath the metal. And he sees you, not just as Stark's daughter, but as someone worth knowing. Between your father's overprotectiveness, Bucky's own demons, and the threats looming over the Avengers, any chance at friendship-let alone something more-won't come easy. But maybe, just maybe, some things are worth the fight...

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK