"Matteo." she whispered, her eyes flitting down for a second to his lips. "My pretty little baby." He touched his thumb to her bottom lip, gently caressing them. "Pretty little vixen trying out seduction, hmm?" Oh my. He hated everyone. Every little thing he came across he hated. He was a cold person, who shut off every type of emotion one could feel. Until one small encounter at the park in the middle of the night with one heck of a strange girl. One strange girl, who managed to do something he never thought would ever happen to him. A strange girl who turned him into someone who he never thought he could be. Her name was Aurora. (Not edited) #1 in Stutter- 02/07/22-20/07/22 #1 in Cutelove- 02/09/22-04/09/22 #1 in Ruthless- 11/09/22-12/09/22 #1 in Adorable-05/10/22-14/10/22 #1 in Innocent-21/10/22-24/10/22 #1 in Shygirl- 1/12/22-6/12/22 #2 in Olderman- 29/03/22

Ananya has been invisible for seventeen years. Married to a workaholic who never touches her, she lives for her daughter and her daily routine. At night, she reads the Kamasutra alone, dreaming of pleasure she has never experienced. When she wanders into an art gallery, a young artist named Aarav sees her like no one ever has. He asks to paint her-and she says yes, knowing it will change everything. In his studio, Aarav teaches her the sacred arts of the Kamasutra. The 10 kisses. The 8 embraces. For the first time, Ananya experiences pleasure and desire. She learns what it feels like to be truly seen. As she falls in love, guilt overwhelms her. She runs back to her marriage, telling Aarav it was a mistake. But she can't stay away. She returns, determined to embrace the woman she has buried for seventeen years. Then she meets Rose-a woman who looks at her with the same hunger, the same recognition. Ananya is caught between two people who see her clearly. The man who taught her pleasure. The woman who wants her as she is. But the real choice isn't between them. It's between staying invisible and finally being seen. The 64th Art is a story about awakening. About the sacredness of desire. And about the courage to claim your own pleasure, your own body, your own life.

When Lord Chris Evans returns to claim his estate, he also claims sweet, innocent maid Jane as his own. But his cruel stepbrother Henry has already tasted her. In a manor soaked with blood, lust, and betrayal, two powerful men wage war over one girl body, heart, and soul. One wants to protect her. The other wants to destroy her. Dark desires. Twisted obsession. Deadly secrets. Who will own Jane in the end?

For Federico Escobar, life was a finished masterpiece-prestigious, calculated, and cold. At sixty-four, he thought he had seen every shade of beauty, until a quiet afternoon on a park bench changed everything. He didn't know her name or her story; all he knew was the sudden, electric pressure of her lips against his. A Kiss At First Sight that he couldn't explain and, for an entire year, couldn't forget. When fate brings twenty-two-year-old Brianna Valdez back into his world as his student, the Master finally meets his obsession. What starts as a mentor's guidance in the world of fine arts quickly spirals into a visceral, secret addiction. Why did she kiss him that afternoon? As the mystery unfolds, Brianna finds herself surrendering to a man forty-three years her senior, trading her innocence for the steam of his bathtub and the heavy, naked intimacy of his estate. Their connection is written in the scent of oil paint and the heat of forbidden skin. Amidst intense, erotic encounters and raw vulnerability, Brianna must navigate a world of family heartbreak, public judgment, and the suffocating shadow of the Escobar name. It is a journey of a girl finding her own brushstrokes, a man rediscovering fire, and the painful growth required for a muse to finally become her own masterpiece. In the end, they must face the ultimate question: is their love strong enough to survive the light, or was it only meant to burn in the dark?

The woman ran threw the woods in the middle of the night. Barefoot and bleeding because of twigs and rocks aswell as a beating she received before she escaped her husband 20 minutes ago. Slowly the sign of the diner Mclareys showed up. her goal for the evening. only wearing a night gown and underwear she was sneaking around the parkinglot. looking for a good car to hide in and hitch a ride till next town. the voice of her husbands best friend asking for a Jane Nielson made her run to the nearest open truck and lift herself up and slowly crawled all way down to the back. "Im just making one more run. last one for this week". a deep annoyed vocie growled while shoving the doors closed. and a few minutes later the truck started driving. after a little while on the road the truck suddenly stopped. and the backdoors flew open. revealing a big and scary looking man. black hair and a big beard. he had big bulging arms, tiny beer belly a couple of tattoos. and his green eyes were looking straight at her. "I don't care for stowaways now come out here girl, if you gonna ride for free might aswell earn your ride". Short story

The CEO's Forbidden Babysitter An addictive age-gap, forbidden romance. 18+ only. Steamy, explicit, and unapologetically hot. Lila Reynolds is nineteen, a shy first-year college student, and still a virgin-until the night everything changes. When her father's boss, the powerful and devastatingly handsome CEO Marcus Blackwood, calls in a panic because his nanny bails, Lila steps in to babysit his two young children. What starts as a one-time favor quickly becomes her regular side gig: twice a week in his sprawling luxury home, playing with Liam and Sophie while Marcus works late. At forty-seven, Marcus is everything the boys her age aren't-confident, commanding, experienced, and dangerously attentive. His lingering glances make her pulse race. His low, teasing compliments leave her blushing and breathless. A brush of fingers when he hands her cash. A whispered "You're trouble, princess" that sends heat straight between her thighs. For weeks, the tension simmers: playful flirting, stolen looks, almost-kisses that leave them both aching. Lila tells herself it's harmless. Marcus tells himself he can control it. Until the night the kids fall asleep early, the house is silent, and neither of them can pretend anymore. One heated confession. One slow, careful first time that shatters her innocence forever. One rule broken: she's his now. What follows is raw, addictive passion-stolen moments on the kitchen counter, desperate nights in his bed, risky quickies in his office, whispered dirty promises while the world outside stays oblivious. But secrets like theirs don't stay hidden forever. Her father works for him. The age gap is scandalous. And the deeper they fall, the harder it becomes to walk away. Can a forbidden affair between the powerful CEO and his innocent babysitter survive the fallout... or will it burn them both?

A ruthless devil meets a fragile angel. And the fire fell in love with the snowflake. Abhimaan Singh Rathore is not just the heir to the multi-trillionaire Rathore Empire-he is its storm. Feared by all, loved by none, he's a cold-blooded genius with an IQ of 280, a photographic memory, and the deadliest reputation in both the corporate world and the underworld. Known as Shadow, the most dangerous hacker alive, Abhimaan is a silent psychopath who doesn't blink before destroying those who cross him. Girls swoon at the sight of him, but he doesn't hesitate to humiliate or even threaten anyone who dares flirt with him. No one touches him. No one dares speak without permission. He is the crazy devil-and he likes it that way. Until Viha Sharma walks into his world. A soft-spoken, kind-hearted girl from the holy town of Haridwar, Viha is everything he's not. An orphan herself, she arrives in Mumbai on scholarship, with dreams in her eyes and Mahadev in her heart. Simple suits, big black almond eyes, long straight hair, and a voice as gentle as the wind-Viha wants nothing more than to write, read, and live peacefully. She is the kind of girl who prays before exams, drinks classic cold coffee, and hides her dance moves when anyone's watching. But destiny plays its card when the devil sees her-and wants her. She doesn't chase him. She doesn't flirt. She doesn't even know who he is. And that's what drives Abhimaan crazy. His control starts to crack. For the first time, the untouchable devil wants to be touched-but only by her. She's the only girl who could melt his cold heart... And the only one who might just destroy him.

I've got a burning desire for you, baby.