Tasha Clarke is twenty-seven and stuck. What was meant to be a temporary job at a golf club has stretched into years of serving drinks, forcing smiles, and enduring the leers of men twice her age. With her best friend Nyla's wedding on the horizon, Tasha can't help but feel left behind. Nyla has love, stability, and a future. Tasha has routine and a gnawing hunger for something more-something dangerous enough to make her feel alive again. Across the ocean, 30 year-old, Ignacio Montoya prepares to step into Seattle for the first time in years. His empire stretches across continents, claiming cities like New York, Chicago, Miami, and Los Angeles in blood and power. But Seattle remains unscarred-a weakness he intends to remedy. On the surface, Ignacio comes as a best man, to toast the wedding of his oldest friend. Beneath the tailored suit, however, lies a predator's intent. He sees Seattle not as a city of celebration, but as prey. Ignacio Montoya is a storm-silent until he breaks, relentless once he does. While Tasha aches for change and Ignacio charts his conquest, fate coils their paths together. What begins as a wedding celebration will unravel into something far more dangerous: a collision of hunger and power, yearning and control. When the storm finally reaches her, Tasha Clarke's life-and Seattle itself-will never be the same.

"I hate how much I need you, Niyah..." From just enemies, to enemies with benefits, to lovers. I hate how much I want him. But I can't escape him. Why? Because we're lawfully locked. An office romance between rival lawyers who try to fight the tension between them until they finally give in. "You say you hate me but you fuck me the same day." *a lot of smut included!*

The Second Book of The Under Series {First Book; Under Oath} "Then show me. Strip." Danielle Carter wasn't innocent, nor was she trying to be. Orphaned too late in life to be chosen, and too young to survive on her own, she drifted through the foster system until she aged out at eighteen. Life didn't offer her a safety net, so she made one herself. Chicago taught her quickly how to survive-how to move fast and how to use her body to keep food on the table and a roof over her head. She became a stripper because she had to. And for a while, it worked. By twenty-three, Danielle had already lived a life most people would rather not imagine. Fast money. Faster nights. But, Eventually, she realized the truth-what paid well also buried girls young. So she ran. New York was supposed to be her reset. A clean start. A chance at normalcy. A real W-2 job. But how do you enter "normal society" when your resume is empty and your only experience is stripping? Doors stayed closed. Weeks passed. Money thinned. Then, finally, one door opened. Roman Volkov. Cold. Distant. A Russian self-made billionaire whose global finance empire moves money and assets across borders-clean on paper, dirty beneath the surface. His reputation keeps people careful. His assistants never last. Until Danielle. She's used to men like him. Powerful. Dangerous. Accustomed to being obeyed. When no one else can handle his tone, his demands, his presence-she can. And Roman notices. What begins as just a job turns into something charged. Long nights. Lingering tension. Hunger. Bianca tells herself she's survived worse. Escaped worse. But Roman Volkov is a different kind of danger. Desire doesn't stay contained forever. As boundaries blur and attraction darkens, Bianca finds herself pulled into a world where ambition and temptation collide-and where walking away may cost more than she's willing to lose.

𝗥𝗛𝗘𝗔 𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗘 was raised to be a shadow. Sit straight, smile when you're spoken to, don't make people repeat themselves and don't you dare draw attention and learn to be grateful they let the deaf daughter stay in the room at all. In Northvalle, perfection is currency. Her sister, Alina, is priceless. Rhea is the problem they keep just out of frame.. .. She's had her eyes on 𝗘𝗭𝗥𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗞𝗢𝗩 longer than she'll ever admit. The city's quiet threat. Fixer, the man you call when you're out of options and ready to sell whatever's left of your soul. He doesn't play about what's tied to his name. He doesn't repeat himself and when you keep him waiting too long, he collects more than debt. He's invited into the Lore empire for one reason.. Alina. A marriage on paper. An alliance at the table. Lore influence for Markov protection. Breaking that kind of deal would cost more than money and everyone at that table knows it. Ezra knows what's at stake. But the wrong girl keeps catching his eye... the daughter who was never part of the offer, the one who moves like she's been taught her whole life not to be seen. He should keep his distance. Instead, he starts to toy with the line.. a glance held too long, a touch he has no business giving, secrets in dark corners that would ruin her if anyone ever found out. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⋆ 𐙚 ̊. "We shouldn't be doing this..." "Then stop trembling every time I breathe your name, Malyshka." ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⋆ 𐙚 ̊. • 𝘼 𝘿𝘼𝙍𝙆 𝙈𝘼𝙁𝙄𝘼 𝙍𝙊𝙈𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Mature| 18+ Copyright ©️𝗐𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗆 2025 All rights reserved.

Kiara was from a little countryside town where everyone knew everyone and that was just fine. That was until her mom up and left with her one night, taking her away from the only home she ever knew. From dusty roads, open skies, and the family and friends who loved her dearly, she was forced into the city. Ten years passed, Kiara now 24 and facing the death of her mother. She uncovered a box of unopened letters from her father who had been trying to reach out. With her world unraveling, she decides to return to the countryside for the summer, unsure if she'd be welcome after all this time. But some things haven't changed. Damian Wilson was still there. As old wounds reopen and buried feelings rise to the surface, Kiara must face the truth about her past, and the love she never meant to leave behind. Coming Home isn't just about where you're from... It's about who's still waiting for you. ___________ He carried me across the room, each step charged with anticipation. Reaching his door, Damian opened it with a swift motion, then stepped inside, never letting our kiss falter. Gently, he set me down on the bed, our heated gazes locked as the air thickened with promise. I feel the weight of him leaning over me, his eyes locked onto mine with a hunger that makes my heart race. His voice is low, almost a whisper, yet firm-"Tell me to stop, Kiara, and I will." My breath catches as I look up into those intense eyes, searching for any hesitation. But all I feel is an overwhelming pull towards him. I shake my head gently, my voice steady despite the flutter inside me-"I don't want you to stop." The words hang between us, charged with desire, and in that moment, everything else fades away. #2 - sensual

Renee Marcs has spent years building her name in Detroit's underground fashion scene a designer with attitude, edge, and a vision sharp enough to cut through the noise. When a last-minute call pulls her backstage at a national award show, she has no idea her life's about to shift. One of Eminem's designer outfits has been ruined minutes before he's due to perform. The team is in chaos. The rapper himself is fuming. And Renee? She's the only one bold enough to step in and fix it. That single encounter a needle, a thread, and a spark turns into something neither of them expected. Soon she's hired as his creative director, shaping his look, his videos, and the image that defines an era. But as their connection deepens, so does the tension. Behind the platinum albums and flashing cameras lie jealousy, fame, betrayal, and bruises no camera ever catches. Their love becomes both muse and madness - passionate, toxic, and unforgettable. Renee learns that being close to a legend means walking the line between devotion and destruction. Because in Detroit, love isn't soft. It's loud. It's real. And sometimes, it hurts. Some stories aren't about fairy-tale endings - they're about surviving the fire together THERE WILL BE SMUT

No one dared to defy the king, not even his brother, the prince. Alistair vowed to protect the kingdom and the king. It was his duty after all, the sole reason for his existence. However, his life turns upside down, all thanks to a maid. Eris sparks his interest, and when she nearly gets taken by a pack of werewolves, she opens the door to rumors, questions, secrets, even his hidden feelings. As if his struggles weren't enough, the king gives her away to a man who claims her as his own. Alistair's mask cracks and crumbles, eventually slipping off. The side of him he's kept hidden now threatens to emerge. How dare the king give away what was his first? [Update each Friday at 10:00 AM CET]

After a car accident wipes her memory, pregnant Bethany RoseHart wakes up in the postcard-perfect town of Winhollow, Vermont, where a ridiculously handsome man named Elijah insists he's her loving husband. Elijah is charming, attentive, and strangely overqualified at folding baby clothes, but something about him feels a little too perfect. And when his dramatic brother Klaus storms into town demanding answers, Bethany starts to suspect her Hallmark movie life may have a few supernatural strings attached. Now Bethany must navigate small-town coziness, cravings, a very moody brother-in-law, and a husband who might be hiding more than just well-tailored suits.

𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐉𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞? 𝐎𝐡, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬' 𝐜𝐚𝐭... 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐉𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬' 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧? 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐉𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲?

NOW ON KINDLE UNLIMITED! Read the full story, including exclusive scenes, via the link in my bio! 🔗 He came for a hiding place. He stayed for the cook. Serenity Davidson has no time for strays. She's too busy running the best soul food catering business in Greensboro and keeping her heart in the Dudley neighborhood. As a proud Dudley High alum, Serenity knows how to handle the heat but she isn't prepared for the starving, half-dead man collapsed on her front porch. She does what she does best: she feeds him. He says his name is Kevin. He says he's an unemployed factory worker with "bad asthma." He is lying. He is Lorenzo Moretti, the ruthless Don of the Sicilian Mafia, battered and hiding in plain sight. He intended to heal, exact his revenge, and disappear. But after weeks of Serenity's soul food, her warm bed, and her sharp tongue, Lorenzo realizes he has a new addiction. He's not just going to take back his empire. He's taking the cook with him.