"You're sick. You need help!" I tilt my head, smiling while she panics over the blood on her hands. "I don't need help." A soft, manic laugh slips out. "I need you." She tells me to stay still. "If I die," I murmur, watching her eyes fill with fear, "it's on you, princess. So don't let me die." I smile wider. "Talk to me."

Fazion Creed was the wildfire of the Creed brothers-the youngest, the most reckless, the one who swore up and down that love would never catch him. He thrived on chaos, fast nights, faster women, and the freedom of never answering to anybody's soft feelings. In his own words, he was born a bachelor and planned to die one, no matter who crossed his path. But fate has a wicked sense of humor. One impulsive night with his brother's wife's best friend flips his entire world upside down. What was supposed to be nothing more than heat and adrenaline becomes the moment that stalks him, haunts him, rewires him. Suddenly the man who lived for the streets and the spotlight finds himself thinking about things he's never let himself want-forever, loyalty, a woman he can't shake even when he tries. Fazion was never looking for love... But love found him anyway, and it refuses to let go. Armani Rose is a full-time respiratory nurse with a soft heart, sharp instincts, and a ride-or-die loyalty that makes her the perfect best friend to Rumi and an even better godmother to their little one. She works hard, loves harder, and keeps her world clean and steady... until one reckless birthday night knocks her balance clean out of her hands. What should've been a harmless "one time and never again" slip-up turns into Fazion Creed tattooing himself onto her reality. She swore she'd forget him by sunrise, but he keeps showing up-leaning in her doorway like he owns the place, sliding into her days, popping up in her space with that wild grin like she already belongs to him. He's claiming her without permission, pushing past every boundary she tries to rebuild, refusing to give her the distance she swears she needs. Armani doesn't know whether to cuss him out, run away, or let him keep pulling her into the fire he carries in his chest. Because Fazion isn't budging. And deep down, she's not sure she wants him to.

Matteo Lupo runs the city with his fists, fear, and a reputation that precedes him. A king in the streets, untouchable and ruthless... until Seraphine. By day, she's a sharp, commanding lawyer. By night, she's a dominatrix who can see through the armor of even the most hardened men. When Matteo steps into her world, he discovers a space where power is measured differently - where control, trust, and surrender redefine what it means to be strong. But Matteo isn't used to being... small. And Seraphine knows exactly how to unravel him. A slow-burning, sensual story of dominance, trust, and the unexpected ways a wolf can learn to follow. Please note this is not a supernatural or shifter story

Copyright © 2025 by Bookish Dae AliensxHuman MxFxM A defiant human tourist is violently claimed by the formidable Twin Kings of a hedonistic alien world. Forced into their opulent den and gilded cage, she must navigate their possessive obsession, their pleasure fueled harem, and her own treacherous desires, all while fighting for a freedom that could cost her everything or rewrite the rules of an empire.

Chosyn Wilson is a man of a few words, he didn't like talking and most people always thought he was weird. When he bumps into a yapper dapper assistant, things change.

studxstud/studxmasc ***Republished (𝟓𝟎𝟎𝐤 + reads deep)*** 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: When Angel finds her close friend and teammate, Dominique getting a little too flirty, she starts to question her friendship. Her type in women. And even herself. Could she possibly find her 'stud bro' attractive? 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞: - Mature/Strong Language - Mature Content (18+ Recommended) - Sex/Smut (Detailed) - Substances (Alcohol, drugs, etc) - Abuse/Child Abuse - Other Possible Triggers

"Fuck, yuh so sweet... yuh pussy perfect, only fi mi... tek all a mi tongue, babygirl, gimme all a yuh." ⚠️ Warning⚠️ This story is intended for a mature audience of 21+. It contains explicit sexual content (heavy smut chapters), profanity, and drug abuse. Please read responsibly and know your own boundaries.

I never thought I'd be noticed-let alone his. One moment, I stood among the crowd, my fate a dark pit. Next, the cavernous hall froze, Zypherians and humans alike holding their breath as he emerged from the shadows: the Admiral, golden eyes burning, moving with fatal purpose. He didn't stop at protocol. He didn't stop at the fear in my chest. The Matrix itself shuddered, surrendering to a new law. In that instant, I was no one. I was someone. And I was his, forced to accept a destiny I can neither refuse nor understand. I should have run. Instead, I stood-caught between terror and the quiet, impossible pull of the one monster who had unmade the rules, just to choose me.

He left a mark I never asked for. Now he wants to finish the piece. Amina Westbrook didn't choose motherhood. But when her younger sister dropped a baby and disappeared, Amina stepped up, raised that little girl as her own, and never looked back. Seven years later, the past comes tatted, cocky, and fine as hell-standing in the grocery store with the same hypnotic eyes her daughter sees in the mirror. Santiago Vega. Zuri's father. The man who left before he ever knew she existed. Now he wants in. He wants time. Forgiveness. A chance to be a father. And every time he shows up with that deep voice and soft smirk, Amina hates how badly she wants to let him. Santiago isn't just showing up for Zuri-he's showing up for her. Fixing things she didn't ask him to fix. Dropping money in her hand like it's his right. Touching her like he already knows how she breaks. Amina's been holding everything together for so long, she doesn't know how to let go. Doesn't know how to want someone who actually stays. But Santiago stays. Through the attitude. The boundaries. The sparks that keep catching fire. And when he finally gets his hands on her? There's nothing soft about it. Now she's spiraling in his sheets, clashing with him in front of her family, and falling harder than she ever meant to. Because Santiago doesn't just want to play daddy. He wants the whole damn family. And this time, he's not leaving until he has them. Ink Don't Lie is a gritty, emotionally charged, standalone romance about second chances, found family, and the kind of love that refuses to walk away.

Sariah Bennett, 23, thick in all the right places, independent, sharp-tongued, and stubborn as hell. She runs her own hair and beauty business, keeps her money stacked, and has no interest in falling for some street dude - especially not her brother's boss. But Kingston "King" Cole, 36, ain't just some street dude. He is the streets. The city bends at his word, but when it comes to Sariah? He's just a lovesick, clingy, overgrown baby who can't stay off her. Everyone knows King is cold to the world... but to his Mamas? He's soft as silk, a straight-up lover boy. Ain't no "toxic" in his game - just spoiled love, forehead kisses, expensive gifts, and the type of obsession that feels like home.