What would the world be like if simple emotions such as happiness-fear-disgust-and sadness didn't exist? In 2026, the simple what if became reality. A sudden disappearance swallowed the world whole, leaving nothing but numbness behind. No more happiness. No anger. No tears for the dead. The only thing left was emptiness. 2075, the world has adapted. There is a solution to the emptiness. But only if you can afford it. Ellis Sinclair, born into the powerful Sinclair family, has felt emotions his entire life-artificial ones. Manufactured. Injected. Controlled. He can purchase joy, schedule desire, mute grief. Yet no matter how real they seem, something is wrong. The feelings spark on command... and die just as quickly. They don't belong to him. He wants something real. Jordan Castillo has never felt anything at all. Born into poverty, he was never offered artificial emotions. His world has always been silent-steady, hollow, empty. And yet he chases danger like it might wake something inside him. Rooftops. Fights. Reckless choices. Anything to feel. When Ellis meets Jordan, the shift is immediate. It isn't programmed. It isn't bought. It isn't safe. Around Jordan, Ellis's artificial emotions glitch-short-circuit-misfire. His heart races without permission. His breath catches without command. And for the first time, he doesn't know if what he's feeling is artificial... or something breaking through. Jordan doesn't understand it either. The way his chest tightens when Ellis looks at him. The way silence feels heavier when Ellis leaves. In a world where love was erased, what they're feeling shouldn't exist. And if it does- It isn't just rare. It's dangerous. Because real emotions can't be controlled. They can't be owned. And if the world discovers what's growing between them, Ellis won't just lose his privilege- He might lose Jordan. The question isn't whether it's real. The question is how far Ellis is willing to go to keep it.

Nova's had a thousand lives-each of them wracked with heartache over a love lost to the hands of time. Trapped to be reborn again and again, her soul carries centuries of grief, searching eternally for one person: Kairo. And in this life, she's closer than she's ever been. She finds him. He's out there. He's alive. Within reach. Nothing is as it seems. As Nova tries to recover the love that fate had stolen from her, she learns a bitter truth-this life is not a gift but a trial. Secrets fester beneath every smile, betrayals hide behind every door, and even love is disguised. With foes determined to keep her from Kairo, and a second love beckoning her heart, Nova has to confront the hardest truth of all: Not every love is meant to be found. And some endings were always meant to break her. -----"You promised forever. You just never said it would hurt this much."------

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words

The Seven Twenties and The Hearts of Spades are back when a vengeance. After a set-up that almost cost them everything, will they have what it takes to bounce back?

❌WARNING: VERY MATURE ❌ |Completed| 20-year-old lingerie/lewd model for vogue and Victoria Secret, Kat Lovelace. 21-year-old sexually frustrated, amazing photographer, Ryder Bane. The two are paired together as permanent pairs in a Victoria Secret modeling competition getaway. He's staring at her all day in nothing but a few delicate laces. She's finding it fun to tease the fuck out of him while he's working. They hate each other. But they can't keep their hands off each other. They're playing a dangerous game, for the rules state there can be NO intimacy between the pairs. {Reached #1 in Model} {Reached #1 in Dominant} {Reached #1 in Risky} {Reached #1 in lovehaterelationships} {Reached #5 in lust} {Reached #2 in Lingerie}

PAPERBACK AND EBOOK COMING SUMMER 2026! PRE-ORDER AVAILABLE NOW! :) First year interns get tangled up in an enemies-with-benefits relationship while competing to be the top resident and get the best cases. ***** Delilah Harper has wanted to hold a scalpel in her hand since she was five. She's gone to the best pre-med and medical school, and now she's onto the best hospital in the country to start her residency. Everything is going according to plan with her dream of becoming a neurosurgeon. Except one little thing. Bradly Gallow. Stupidly tall, dark, and handsome Brad. Not only is he undeniably attractive, but he's also extremely arrogant and, unfortunately, intelligent-despite his stereotypical, air-headed frat boy name. Since day one of medical school, Delilah and Brad have been duking it out to be at the top of their class. And as fate would have it, they both match at the same hospital across the country to start their residency, continuing their rivalry. While competing to be the top resident, the two come up with the self proclaimed Brain Games where they battle for the best cases and keep tabs to see who will help perform the first major surgery. The games seem simple enough, until tension, sexual frustration, hidden feelings, and seemingly unfair advantages come into the mix to complicate everything. Who will win and who will lose? A spin-off of The Scars of Anatomy.

In which an eighteen-year-old succumbs to an older man . . . "I can't resist him, even though I tried. Call me weak, pathetic, my ears are deaf except if it's his voice they're listening to. Because no matter what, just one touch and I'm at his mercy."