"Alina, please believe me that i haven't been messing with anyone. What do i have to do for you to understand how much i want to be with you?" Madison turned her face whilst speaking, the woman's eyes studying everything she could in the moment. "I want you to stop trying to prove your innocence all the time. Now bend back down and take this in. I'm not gonna repeat myself." - - - Madison falling in love with her boss's daughter would have been the last thing she expected from being a professional criminal all her life. A single mission lead her to it. What was it about? Well her plan was to be a manipulative girl that makes Alina Blanco fall in love with her but the tables turned and they both happened to step into the trap. What will Alina do when she finds out the truth? Not only about being used, played around for money but also her own mother setting the whole thing up.

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 used to be my nanny, and now we study at the same university. Childhood crushes pass quickly, right? Mature readers only/18+.adaptation

she's a broke nurse, she's a doctor who needs a marriage of convenience. everyone's favorite story, I wanted to reread it myself, so here it is. Mature readers only/18+. Adaptation

I'll never fall in love. I don't want to. And this daughter is incredibly annoying. Mature readers only/18+

Lingling Kwong has always preferred the company of clay over people. As a reclusive pottery maker, she finds comfort in the quiet solitude of her studio, shaping imperfect yet soulful creations with her hands. Then Orm Kornnaphat walks in-poised, elegant, and entirely out of place. She requests a set of tea cups, "simple, but with character," and keeps finding excuses to return, drawn to Lingling's world in ways she doesn't fully understand. What begins as a business transaction slowly turns into something deeper, unspoken but undeniable. But both women carry pasts they don't talk about-Orm, bound by family expectations and obligations she can't escape, and Lingling, haunted by a life she once abandoned. As tensions rise and their connection is tested, they must decide: will they remain shaped by the past, or will they risk everything for something beautifully imperfect-something real? A slow-burn sapphic romance about love, art, and the quiet spaces in between

READ TW! (THIS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE) This book may NOT be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author. Felicity Rose Bennett has everything the world thinks she wants-chart-topping songs, magazine covers, fans who call her perfect. But the world doesn't know she's hiding. Burned out, suffocated by fame, and haunted by a stalker no one else knows about, Felicity flees to her mothers' quiet Toronto lake house just to breathe for the first time in years. She doesn't expect Harriet Johnson to walk through the door with a suitcase and a key. Harriet has spent the last four years running from her past-alcohol addiction, heartbreak, and the memory of the only girl she's ever loved. Sober now and fighting her way through med school, she only wanted a quiet summer. She didn't know Felicity would be here. She didn't know that sharing a roof again would feel like falling into a storm she thought she'd survived. They were childhood best friends turned teenage lovers-until Harriet broke Felicity's heart in the worst possible way. Now they're twenty-two, trapped by old history and new secrets, in the same house that once held their whispered dreams and first kisses. The deal is simple: her side, my side. But nothing about Felicity and Harriet has ever been simple. Not the history, not the wanting, not the way every look feels like a dare and every brush of skin threatens to set them both on fire. In the thick of July, in a house full of memories, two girls who once had everything will have to decide if second chances are worth the risk-and if loving each other is worth surviving for.

Earn My life just got a whole lot more complicated. Imagine being stuck with Fahlada-my maddeningly hot new roommate who drives me completely insane. I'm talking cinematic-level arguments over everything from whose turn it is to do the dishes to why she insists on using my shampoo like it's communal property. But here's the problem-somewhere between the bickering and the lingering glances, there's this crackling chemistry I can't seem to shake. It's like we're locked in a slow-burning, tension-laced dance, and baby, it's starting to get dangerously hot. I just don't know what'll happen first-will we finally snap and murder each other, or will we give in to whatever the hell is going on between us? They say there's a thin line between love and hate. Clearly, whoever said that never had to share a bathroom with Fahlada Thananusak. ⸻ Fahlada Earn Santhida is my irresistibly annoying roommate. We clash like thunder and lightning, cats and cucumbers, durian and enclosed spaces. Every day with her is a warzone-sarcastic comments flying, petty arguments brewing, and that one smug eyebrow of hers permanently raised in judgment. And yet... beneath the snark and stubbornness, there's a tension so thick it could fog up glass. Then I stumbled on a few of her secrets-accidentally, of course-and let's just say, the fire between us stopped being metaphorical real fast. Don't get me wrong-Earn is still the most exasperating woman I've ever met. But now, I can't stop thinking about her mouth, her moans, her maddening little smirk. And that's when things really spiral-because with Earn, it's not just about surviving our chaos. It's about craving it.

Arrogant, demanding, and impossible to please, CEO Orm Kornnaphat has made a habit of scaring off every assistant assigned to her. That is, until Lingling Kwong walks through the door, calm, competent, and seemingly immune to Orm's sharp tongue and High Standards. As the days pass and Lingling refuses to flinch, Orm begins to wonder: is this new assistant just another fool with something to prove... or the first person who might actually see through her carefully crafted walls? Slow Burn Lingorm 🥇 Linglingkwong 🥇

"They were enemies long before the altar. But vows have no exit, and hatred has its own way of burning into love." ---------- Sonya Saranphat was never supposed to be anyone's bride-least of all to Lookmhee Punyapat, the bold, domineering heiress she's sulked against since childhood. Forced into a marriage for power and family reputation, Sonya enters with pouts and tantrums, while Lookmhee plays her role with confidence, charm, and an infuriatingly smug smile. What begins as a love-hate standoff soon twists into something dangerous. Every sulk Sonya throws only fuels Lookmhee's obsession. Every taunt Lookmhee whispers makes Sonya's heart betray her. They trade fights, stolen glances, bruising kisses, and aching denials-until betrayal shatters them and desire drags them back together. From reluctant vows to runaway heartbreak, from enemies to lovers-they will learn that some marriages aren't built on choice... but on the fire they can no longer extinguish. Expect: - Arranged marriage ✔️ - Bold, teasing, dominant wife x sulky, childish, bratty wife ✔️ - Slow-burn tension that bleeds angst and desire ✔️ - Enemies to lovers with dangerous kisses ✔️ - Tender domestic ending + bonus sulky epilogue ✔️