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.

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}

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."

So yes this is a student/ teacher relationship it's not really like the others so please read and give it a chance! Never know if you don't read!! Nevaeh is a 18 year old girl turning 19 and a senior in high school. She didnt have the normal childhood like her friends did in her new town of San Antonio. She is raising two kids on her own even if they aren't hers. Her parents died when she was 16 1/2. Her childhood stopped at that age when she had to become the mother to her two siblings, but they dont know that. What happens when there is a new hot young teacher at her school and every girl is going head over heals for this handsome new teacher? When she declares she won't have feelings for him but then he is her neghbor that just moved next door! What happens when she finds she is falling for Mr. McClain ... HARD! What happens when the rules are destroyed!?

𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦, 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝. Twenty eight year old Giovanni Armani is known by everyone as cunning, smart, a playboy and most importantly, absolutely terrifying. He basks in scaring people away, but when he meets twenty-one year old Arabella Jones, she can't help but to see him for who he really is-a funny, egotistical man. Not a killer, not the man with countless warrents for his arrest and blood on his hands. When she finds out he's the investor of Primrose Elemantary where she had just gotten a job as a substitute English teacher, she can't help but to fall for him. Could his lifestyle scare her away? Or could she look past all his wrong doings and love him for the man he really is? Through trial and error, news and situations that could break them apart, they stick to each other like superglue on fingers. Or do they?