I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

Caden, a young free-spirited man, embarks on a journey of loss and regret as a married man. The only problem? He realises his mistake three years too late.

Theodore Bennett was the typical most wanted guy in college - being a nepo baby and captain of the football team, Theo had the face, the body, the charm and of course, his fair share of girls drooling over every little thing he did daily. However when it came to grades, he slacked. The last thing Theodore wanted was ending up forced to be in a presentation group led by the girl whose guts he hated. Maria Michaels - Nigerian, but born and raised in Ireland moved to the US for college, was who you could call the 'perfect student'. She continuously scored high in assignments, had several friends, was elevating in cheer and was positively known by as much people possible within a month of her arrival. Of course, she also, had the face, the body, the charm, the attention, and the grades Theo lacked. The last thing Maria wanted was ending up forced to lead a presentation group including the guy whose guts she hated. "Fucks sake", they say, the exact same time. Rank: #1 Forced Proximity - 29th July, 2025 #1 Sports Romance - 4th September, 2025 #1 College - 15th November, 2025 #2 Interracial - 2nd August, 2025 #2 College Romance - 3rd August, 2025 #2 University - 11th August, 2025 #3 Possessive - 5th August, 2025 #3 Melanin - 29th August, 2025 #8 WMBW - 29th July, 2025

I never planned on falling for either of them. Jaxon's a walking red flag with tattoos, fists that fly, and a mouth that wrecks me. Soren is Prince Charming, hiding a predator's hunger behind that polished smile. I should run. But when they touch me-together-my body forgets the rules. There's just one problem. Someone else wants me, too. And he doesn't care who he has to hurt to make me his. ~~~ Mariana Bennett came to Northmoor University to stay out of the spotlight, not fall for two of the campus's most dangerous hockey stars. Jaxon Sinclair plays center with the same intensity he lives: reckless, explosive, and impossible to ignore. Soren Kingsley, his right winger and complete opposite, is calm, calculated, and terrifyingly observant. Together, they dominate the ice... and now they've set their sights on her. Caught between their simmering tension and a past she's still running from, Mariana starts to feel something she thought she'd lost forever: desire. But someone's watching, leaving messages, and stealing pieces of her life. And he's not a fan of sharing. UNDONE is a standalone slow-burn, MMF poly hockey romance where obsession runs deep, love comes in pairs, and the biggest threat might not be on the ice.

"I'm nobody's damsel in distress." - Colette Fontaine She walks with a blade and a laugh, soft lips and sharp intent. Pretty enough to make you look twice. Dangerous enough to make you wish you hadn't.

"Please, baby... I only got a taste. I 𝓝𝓮𝓮𝓭 more." ♧👻♧

+18 Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

"Let me eat this pussy, ma." ♧👻♧

My eyes drifted back towards the pink eyesore across the street and followed her silhouette as I wiped the blood from my hands. My lips curled into a chilling grin. She's what I need to keep me interested for a while. Like a lamb to the slaughter I'm going to get ahold of her and break her spirit. I'm going to watch the ignorance and optimism drain from her as I sink my claws into her. I hope that little lamb can run because I love a good and thrilling chase...

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."