''Everyone needs a form of release, cariña,'' Elena whispered, her breath warm against Sofie's skin. And then Sofie felt it. A pressure, firm and unyielding, pressing against the apex of her thighs, right through the fabric of her trousers. She looked down. Tucked between Elena's fingers, held with a casual, deadly familiarity, was the sleek, black grip of a compact pistol. The cold, hard barrel was pressed directly against her core. ''What the fuck?'' Sofie gasped, trying to jerk away, but she was pinned against the couch, with Elena's body and the weight of the gun holding her in place. ___ This explosive entry in the Club Violet series is a short, intense, sapphic mob story that pulls no punches. It's a dark tale of loyalty, power, and the price of betrayal, perfect for readers who like their crime fiction hard-hitting and fast-paced. For undercover agent Sofie Gellar, getting close to Elena Alvarez was the job. Moving into the mafia princess's home was the plan. But she wasn't prepared for Elena herself; a vision of tailored suits and terrifying intelligence, who commands respect with a whisper and deals in lethal consequences. Now, trapped in a gilded cage, Sofie is caught in a dangerous dance of lies and desire. Every glance is a test, every touch a threat. When Elena corners her, the line between interrogation and seduction shatters.

SCARLETT Rule number one, never fall in love with your stepsister, rule number two, definitely and I mean definitely never fall in love with your stepsister who is a diagnosed psychopath. Thankfully I will be able to keep those rules easily since I never loathed anyone more than I loathe Sloane Blackwell. What she did I can never forgive and never forget. SLOANE Obsession is such an interesting feeling, you just get hooked and can't stop fixating on your prey. Too bad for Scarlett Beaumont the prey in question is her. She hates me oh so beautifully too, I know she'll never forgive me, good thing I don't need her to. She will be mine either way, I won't stop until she is, and her hate? That just keeps me warm at night. Let the games begin, shall we?

(Editing) An unwary human found herself beneath a woman who controlled an army of revenants and possessing an iron grip on every nefarious trade known to mankind. Despite being aware of the gifts her majesty's comprised of, the girl's familiarity with the queen unearthed her willingness in being subject to hedonistic advances and much more intricate things.

Shay has learned how to disappear in plain sight. She moves through her days quietly-head down, emotions locked away, body trained to endure more than it should. Control is survival. Distance is safety. And no one ever looks close enough to see what she's learned to hide. Until someone does. Lilith Armstrong is everything Shay isn't allowed to want: composed, authoritative, untouchable. A woman who understands the body down to its smallest fracture-and sees far too much when she looks at Shay. What begins as instruction slowly becomes attention. What feels like guidance sharpens into something heavier, more dangerous, and impossible to ignore. Between the anatomy of the human body and the anatomy of restraint, lines blur. Power shifts. Desire festers in the quiet moments where it shouldn't exist. And Shay must decide whether being seen is worth the risk of being undone. Anatomy of Restraint is a dark, slow-burn psychological romance about control, obsession, and the intoxicating danger of crossing boundaries that were never meant to bend.

My grip was firm, too firm to be accidental, not quite gentle enough to be kind, "Rosalie... stop walking away from it," I said, breath shaky like I'd been running for hours even though I hadn't moved. Rosalie didn't turn. "Let go." "No." I pulled her back just enough that the space between us collapsed into something dangerous. "Not this time." Rosalie's brown eyes finally looked at me, sharp, guarded, a storm pretending to be still water. "You don't get to hold me like this and demand answers." "I don't want answers," I whispered, voice cracking at the edges. "I want the truth you keep burying." Rosalie's jaw tightened. "There is no truth." I let out a humorless breath, almost a laugh, almost a sob. "That's a lie, and you know it." "Say it," I murmured, closer now, like the words were dangerous. "Just once. Say what you feel when you look at me like that." Rosalie's lips parted, her eyes dropping to my lips instantly, but nothing came out. And that hesitation... it confessed everything. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓. Rosalie, a 31-year-old woman who believes kindness wrapped in quiet strength. Beloved by her students, she is compassionate and endlessly thoughtful. Beneath her gentle nature, however, is an unshakable sense of discipline and self-control. She believes in doing the right thing, even when it hurts, until she met Savannah. 𝗦𝗔𝗩𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔𝗛 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗟. Savannah Campbell, 23-year-old, is the kind of woman people remember long after she leaves a room. Beautiful, intelligent, and dangerously perceptive, she spent years mastering the art of reading others; revealing nothing about herself. She uses charm like a weapon; and for the first time in her life, she meets someone she cannot manipulate, and it terrifies her.

Delphine Cartier is a French tutor and a woman who has spent years keeping the world at a careful distance. When Angelique Daniels shows up to her tutoring lesson with shadows under her eyes and bruises she won't explain, Delphine notices. But she doesn't ask. That's not who she is. Until Angelique has nowhere else to go. And Delphine opens her door anyway. ____ Trigger Warnings: This story contains depictions of abusive relationships, physical assault, emotional manipulation and non-consensual touching. Please prioritize your well-being while reading.

They used to dance side by side - Ekaterina and Floralie, best friends, inseparable. Until one betrayal turned them into rivals. Floralie did the one thing Kate could never forgive: she stole her first boyfriend. Years later, Kate makes sure they meet again. Same stage, same dream, same role - the Spring Gala. This time, she's determined to win. To shine. To make Floralie regret everything. Maybe even to take back the boy she lost. But what begins as revenge slowly turns into something else. Every step, every touch, every look brings back what she tried to bury. And what if Kate isn't who she thought she was? What if envy was never the real story between these two rivals ?

Killing Me Softly is a dark, sapphic, age-gap erotic thriller of power, surrender, and the dangerous pull of obsession. A birthday trip to the infamous Club Lilith was supposed to be a one-night rebellion for Avery, a taste of a world far from her quiet life. She never expected to catch the eye of the club's enigmatic owner, Victoria. Elegant, powerful, and ruthless, Victoria deals in a very particular form of justice outside the law. When she sets her sights on Avery, she doesn't just pursue her - she unravels her. Seduced into a shadowy world where obsession is a weapon and morality is blurred, Avery is forced to confront a terrifying question: how far will she go for a woman who might save her, or destroy her?

After disappearing for the rest of her senior year, Nova is an enigma most people don't want to mess with. She thought she could come back to school and maintain a low profile, but her cursed reputation is making it harder than she imagined. She's now a second-year senior and old trouble is following her like a moth to a flame. Planning to move out of town after graduating to start a new life and heal from recent events, Nova is dedicating this year to staying on track, even if it means avoiding as much social interaction as possible and staying out of the way. With much more to lose on her final chance to get a diploma, a particular woman steps into her life and causes a sudden eruption of emotion in her heart, but there's nothing more complicated than dealing with feelings for someone you absolutely can't have while everyone is out to get you. [Finished October 15th, 2020]

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?