𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨.

Alexander is this untouchable, emotionally walled-off twenty-seven year old Principal with a dangerous amount of control-until she walks in. Her quiet stares, her soft presence-it eats at him. He doesn't even know why he notices her at first. But he does. Constantly. And it pisses him off because it makes no sense. She's just a student. But then she keeps showing up in his head. Every goddamn time. Madeline, on the other hand, crushes on him quietly-nothing crazy, just those little heart-squeezing moments like when he walks into a room and her breath catches. She keeps it hidden, never says a thing. But maybe she starts to notice the way he watches her. Just a second too long. Just a bit too intensely. ~~~ "He wasn't just her principal. He was a lesson in obsession." "One hallway. One glance. One rule-breaking love." "She wasn't meant to fall for him. But she always had a thing for the ones who wore power like a second skin." "Some rules exist to be shattered. Just like the walls he built around his heart."

Nora knew she was out of her depth, knew that the smart thing to do - the 'right' thing to do - would be to ignore his scandalous proposition... But would one night of 'wrong' be so bad? ♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥ Thank you so much for your interest in my story! If you enjoy what you read here, please consider checking out my other contemporary erotic romances, "In His Bed" and "No Strings Attached!

𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒃𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒙 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒚 Grace Ellington finds herself unemployed after losing her job. When her friend calls her to tell her about a secretary position that opened up, Grace is overjoyed. However, her excitement turns to shock when she realizes the man who is supposed to interview her, is the same man that caught her attention at the club a night ago. Elijah Russell is a man who has a reputation for being distant and cold, who doesn't talk when it's not needed. When he sees Grace in his office, a wave of panic washes over him. Since their encounter at the club, the woman has been constantly on his mind. However, Elijah is determined not to let himself develop feelings for her. He plans to distance himself as much as possible and guard his heart against any emotional attachment. But is it possible to achieve that when Grace is always tempting him?

"Well," she said sweetly, fake as hell. "Jude's a great guy. You know, polite and handsome. Such a gentleman." "That so?" I muttered, voice dark. "Too bad I don't give a fuck what kind of gentleman he is." I leaned in, lips ghosting hers. Close, but not touching. "But we both know he can't get on his knees and eat your pussy like I do. Can't fuck you the way I do. Can't make you beg. Can't make you scream. Can't break you the way you like it." I dragged my fingers up her thigh, slow, stopping just short of her slick center. "In case you've forgotten..." I didn't finish the sentence. I wanted her to feel it. I wanted her to fucking remember. She sucked in a breath, tried to play it off with a smirk. "You're so full of yourself. If you were that good, I wouldn't have wandering eyes." I grabbed her chin firm, but not rough. "You don't have wandering eyes," I said, low and dangerous. "You're just a greedy little slut who gets cranky when I'm not around to fuck the attitude out of you." ~~~~~ She made the rules to protect her heart. He is about to break every one. After a single, reckless night that defied all her boundaries, Shaina Valentine is running. Oscar was supposed to be a forgettable fling, but the memory of his care is anything but. Terrified by her own vulnerability, she is convinced that surrender means losing herself. When he proposes a no strings arrangement, she agrees on one condition: her rules. No sleepovers. No gifts. And absolutely, no falling in love. It was meant to be a safe way to explore their connection. But how can you stick to "just friends" when every glance feels like a promise? Now, in a battle between a love that could heal her and a fear that has defined her, Shaina is about to discover that the most dangerous rule to break is her own. INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES (18+). INCLUDES GRAPHIC SCENES AND STRONG LANGUAGE.

Odessa's world is one of strict boundaries, dictated by her father's unwavering faith and steadfast rules. Raised under the watchful eye of a pastor, her life has been shaped by simplicity and discipline-no boys, no parties, no temptations. But then, everything shifts the moment a new neighbor moves in. He is unlike anyone she has ever known-dark, mysterious, and effortlessly magnetic. His very presence challenges everything Odessa has been taught to fear. As their paths cross again and again, the forbidden spark between them grows impossible to ignore. Could a girl so pure truly fall for the man her father would call the devil in disguise? The line between right and wrong blurs as Odessa is drawn deeper into a world she was never meant to explore. #4 Desire #1 Darkdesires #5 Sinful #2 Control #7 Devil

AKARIST CREATIONS PRESENTS ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 "Eve," he called, placing wet inhumane kisses on my neck as his strong but warm hands held my tiny waist. I closed my eyes. "Yes...sir?" I moaned helplessly, feeling the harsh tingles in between my legs. "Eve," he called again, trailing wet kisses towards my ear. "Ad....Adrian," I breathed. "What am I doing?" he asked, nibbling my ear lobe. "Touching....touching me?" "I shouldn't be touching you," he said, exploring my neck like a thirsty vampire. "I....i want you to," I stuttered shamelessly. He wrapped my neck with his hand, choking me slightly. Oh, heavens. "My son is crazy about you," he said, gripping me tightly. "I don't want him," I whispered, taking in his wicked kisses on my neck. "You should. And.......I have a wife." ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 Evelyn (Eve) Millers, a twenty-year-old college first-year student and the only child of her wealthy parents, is a lover of mafia romance stories. She dreams of a love life with a mafia boss, but a night of tragedy changed her reality in a way she never expected, tossing her life in danger until she fell into the safe hands of her college mate, Mario Morelli, a guy whom she rejected his pure advances but eventually found out he is from a mafia family. He took her to his home where she met his huge family, most especially his HOT but dangerous-looking father, Adrian Morelli, the mafia DON. Have her wishes come true? What will she do about a wish coming true but owned by another and backed with great obstacles? Only one way to find out in this steamy/naughty mafia romance story, "EVE'S FORBIDDEN" FROM AKARIST CREATIONS🌹

"𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊 𝒎𝒐𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇." I was born untouchable. The spoiled, sharp-mouthed daughter of one of the most feared men in the city. The girl draped in designer clothes, guarded by killers, with a last name that makes people flinch. And one day? This entire empire will be mine. But until then, I'm content breaking rules, causing chaos, and driving the men my father hires to protect me absolutely insane. And none of them hate me more than Elias Cross. My personal bodyguard. Six-foot-four of brooding, dangerous sin in a suit. Paid to protect me. Forbidden to touch me. I can see it in the way his jaw clenches when I tease him. In the way his cold stare darkens when I push too far. It was forbidden for him to touch me & for me to seduce him. It started as a game. A wicked little power play between a spoiled mafia brat and the man sworn to keep her in line. Now, it's spiraling into obsession. Stolen touches. Dark threats. And possessive promises whispered in the dark. Some men protect you from monsters. Some are the monsters. And Elias Cross was mine the moment he laid eyes on me.

ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇꜱꜱ. ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ. ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ. I shouldn't want him. I shouldn't crave the heat of his touch, the fire in his gaze, the way he consumes me with a single look. But I do. Every stolen moment, every forbidden inch of him pulls me closer- leaving me trembling, wanting more, needing more. Alessandro Romano is obsession made flesh. And I am helplessly, hopelessly his. In his arms, I am fragile and fearless. Innocent and undone. Lost and found, all at once. And as desire becomes temptation, temptation becomes craving, I realize there's no escape from the fire between us... And I don't want there to be. #2 in Vixen 🏅10/04/2023 #1 in Secrecy 🏅 02/09/2024 #1 in DaddyIssues 🏅 22/09/2025

✧𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 '𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧'✧ (18+)(; -Book #1 of the (Psycho series) ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Fuck," Soren whispers under his breath, he licks his lips and watches me like I'm not real. "Can I-" he stretches out his arms but I don't let him finish his sentence because I jump onto him like a little kid after her daddy comes back from work. His arms brace me hard and I take and feel every moment of that hug we share. I think it lasted longer then I intended it to but I don't regret anything about it. His scent, his arms and the way he's holding me so tightly like he's trying to memorize this for later. "Oh fuck, I love you," he mumbles into my hair and deep into my neck. Tears stream out of me, a lot of different emotions mix up into my system and I just can't help but cry out of happiness of finally getting to hug him and talk to him so close like this. "Don't cry baby, I got you now." He rocks me in his arms like I'm his little baby and takes me to his uncomfortable looking bed. I get why he did that, maybe I am so heavy that he can't keep me up for so long. I pull back and try to get off him but he doesn't allow me to do that. "You're staying right here, Iris." He wraps his arms around me securely and that makes me smile finally. "There's my pretty wife," he says and as if I wasn't already smiling big that got me smiling ever harder. Fuck his charm. #1 in leaders