She should have kept her mouth shut. Every night, Violet Johnson buries herself in dark romance novels. Possessive antiheroes. Cold men with dangerous power. Obsession that burns slow and devours whole. She loves every page... until she slams the book shut in frustration. Because none of those men are real. No man looks at her like she's his undoing. No man corners her and makes her pulse riot. No man feels dangerous enough to ruin her life beautifully. So she makes a wish. A stupid, half-asleep, whispered wish. "Just once... let me meet a man like that." The next morning begins like every other. Coffee. Headphones. Late for work. Until she walks straight into a wall of muscle and expensive danger. He smells like something forbidden. He looks carved, not born. His voice is low, controlled, cold enough to frost over skin. And when she panics and blurts out, "Sorry... you're just really handsome," she wants the ground to swallow her whole. He doesn't smile. He studies her. As if she's interesting. As if she's... entertaining. What Violet doesn't know is that the universe didn't misunderstand her wish. It answered it precisely. The man she bumped into is not fictional. He is not safe. And he is not the kind of man who allows coincidences. He notices how she stares too long. How her emotions flicker across her face like open pages. How she tries to hide her growing obsession... and fails beautifully. She falls first. Hard. Secretly. He falls harder. Dangerously. Possessive in silence. Strategic in pursuit. Amused by her shameless curiosity. And when he realizes she wanted a dark romance hero? He decides to show her what that really means. Careful what you wish for. Some fantasies do not come with safe words.

#1rst in fairies 12/11/25 #1rst in Vampire/Werewolves on 08/02/2026 #1rst in Gamma on 18/02/26 #2nd in Elves 13/11/25 #7th in Mates on 18/04/25 #10 in BWWM on 06/11/26 Shade Shadows is what the pack calls a Keffer, a cursed name for a being without a wolf and therefore denied the moon goddesses' greatest gift, a mate. She is Bullied, tormented, shunned, and finally slaved to the Night Court, the cruelest court in the 4 territories. However, there are a lot of secrets and hidden truths behind her cursed veil. of the rare gift she wields, of the Night Wolf demon Alpha she's bewitched and of the war that dawns for the sake of her blood. Updates Every Saturday! Advanced chapters available on Patreon, Link in bio!

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.

She's trying to find herself. He's forgotten how to take care of himself. She came to the city chasing opportunity. He never expected to open his home-or his heart. Hera Okorie wasn't running away-she was reaching for more. Tired of small-town limits and a life that never quite fit, she moves to the city with nothing but ambition, a half-packed suitcase, and the hope that something better is waiting. When a chance encounter lands her a job as a live-in nanny for one of the city's most elusive billionaires, it feels like fate-just not the kind she expected. Kai Roosevelt built an empire from the ground up, but behind the glass walls of his luxury penthouse is a man worn thin. A devoted single dad, he's spent years taking care of everyone but himself-his sons, his company, his reputation. Opening his home to a stranger wasn't the plan, but something about Hera's honesty and warmth chips away at the walls he's spent a lifetime building. As Hera navigates the challenges of city life and slowly rediscovers what she truly wants, she begins to see through Kai's carefully curated distance. And in the quiet moments between bedtime stories and boardroom calls, a fragile, unexpected connection begins to grow. But trust isn't easy-for either of them. And when past scars resurface and boundaries blur, Hera and Kai will have to decide if what they've found is just a temporary comfort... or the beginning of something real.

"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍, it's cute," I compliment draping my arms around his neck. "You think so?" He asks. "Yes, yes I do." "Only for you then tesoro," he pecks my jaw. When he says that I feel my heart do a million flips over and over again, his words beginning to play through my head as I stare at the man in shock. Only for you. .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. 𝐙𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 She's a woman of a traumatic past. Sold to the Mafia at the age of seven. It's not something easy to have been experiencing, especially after having your mother pass away only two years before. But of course with every traumatic past brings out a strong, bold and undeniably attractive woman. One who is feared in the dangerous underworld of the mafia. .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. ❝ I want to be in your mind every waking moment, your heart and fucking soul. The same way you're in mine. ❞ Started - 06/07/22 Finished - 22/12/22

***UNDERGOING RECONSTRUCTION*** WILL BE ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE!!!! Empress Black shell was hard and well built while her heart was quite the opposite. She never celebrated her birthdays since her mother's death. Intentionally on that day, she overworks herself but what happens when a certain lawyer pops up at her work on her twenty-first birthday. Saying that her father had died and left all his estates and all his fortune to her. And what also would happen when she moves into one of her father's estates and she meets a neighbor who calls himself, King. What will Empress do when she's finally noticed by someone? Will she run and hide? Or will she allow for her walls to be broken down? Sneak Peek...... Seeing how bright it was it hadn't taken her long to notice that it was a full moon out tonight. Tempted to go on her balcony...That she did, curious to see the moon and possibly to peak at King's house. She hesitantly made her way over to the balcony. It was quiet now, with no sound of music and no sign of persons in his yard. Seems as though he had ended his party. Looking up at the moon with her dark brown eyes she couldn't help but feel a pair of eyes on her. Empress turned herself to where King's house was before spotting a man figure on the balcony. Narrowing her eyes to focus her vision she gulped as her dark brown eyes took in the glory. There he was Jong-Woo butt-ass naked standing on his balcony drinking a glass of scotch. "Holy shi-" She mouthed as her eyes met with Jong-Woo's lower half. Is that a fucking third leg?! Jong-Woo smiled raising his glass towards Empress as his eyes stared at her chest in desire. To involved in King's nudeness, Empress hadn't noticed that her robe had gotten loose. Leaving her plump breasts out on display. And damn, were her nipples hard.