No one is perfect, so why judge? That was the reminder everyone would need when around Ailina. Roselyn found herself judging Ailina no matter how hard she tried. But it didn't bother Ailina, all she cared about was living her life on a high. They both had different views on life and different ways of living that didn't truly match, yet they always found themselves near each other ever since the first night. Roselyn unwilling starts to find herself enjoying Ailina company, so she tries her very best to not judge Ailina. Could she actually keep herself from judging though?

"I can be anything you want, my love," she mutters in my ear, her warm breath making my skin tingle and my body yearn for her to touch more of me than her gentle hug around my waist. While I do appreciate how gentle she is with me, right now I want more. I want more of her touch on my bare skin. I want her hands to explore me more than she's letting them. I know she wants more just like me, but she's holding back. "Oh, really?" I tease, wrapping her hair around one of my fingers and giving it a small tug, hoping that this will get her worked up. "Anything I want?" Alice hums, confirming her promise before peppering a few soft kisses along my neck while I consider my request. There's so much I could ask for. "Absolutely anything, my love." *** For those who never find pleasure easily, a creature who knows and can be their every desire is perfect - it's even better if the creature is the one lustful for them.

They call her MONSTER... but I want her anyway. *** Hizuki "Zuki" runs this city on blood and fear. Everyone knows it. Everyone fears her. Everyone except Irene, the one person she's not supposed to touch. A fragile truce forces them into marriage, and Zuki turns Irene's life into her personal, dangerous playground. She's possessive, intoxicating, and has made one thing perfectly clear: no one else gets to play with what's hers. Irene knows she should be terrified. But the predator in Zuki's dark eyes isn't just scary. It's a "fuck around and find out" level of irresistible. Who's claiming who: the bloodstained queen, or the pawn who's not playing by the rules?

I was called a prodigy-a genius. But I didn't truly understand genius until I met her. Esphyr Delaunay, you changed my life for the better... and I will follow you anywhere.

A kiss can change everything. One kiss with your best friend, and it changes the whole dynamic. What will you do when you get to know that your best friend has been in love with you? What will you do when she doesn't want to be friends anymore and wants more instead? * "Everytime I see you with a guy, my skin fucking burns" Millie hisses, pinning me with an intense look that makes my belly flip. I am pinned to the wall with her caging me. "Do you know how hard it is to pretend that you are only my friend, and nothing more? That I love you but cannot have you?" Her words spin inside my head, and the thundering beating of my heart echoes in my ear. How do we come to this situation? I pant as she leans closer, her eyes averting to my parted lips. I am having thoughts of kissing her. Hell, I see her in my dreams so often now that I am not sure what she means to me now. Millie caresses my cheeks and a shiver runs down my spine. "I can't pretend anymore, Grace. It's getting really hard" she whispers in my ear and I squirm. When she meets my eyes, I say something that surprises her. "Then don't." I crash my lips on hers, crossing whatever lines we had.

Six months after tearing her ACL mid-match, college tennis prodigy Talia Haddad is left with more than just a scar-she's lost her shot at going pro, her rhythm, and the only identity she's ever known. Rehab is dragging, her motivation is gone, and the silence around her dreams is louder than ever. And then Elena Summer reappears-an old high school acquaintance with an effortless charm, an unreadable smile, and a habit of catching Talia off guard. What starts as a series of chance encounters slowly turns into something neither of them expected.

"It always made you feel powerful when I beg, right?" Morana murmured, her eyes softening as she lowered herself to the cold floor. "So let me beg." Nerezza always knew how to clean up her messes. Knew where to scrape, where to smooth over with a domestic shine of innocence. Erase the evidence. Rephrase the story. Recalibrate the damage. But what happens when the mess starts talking back?

"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic

Different pair of shoes. Same person. Different back stories. Same fate. Same pair of parents with different intentions makes one arranged marriage between two most powerfull bussines people. Athena Calvin, ambicious, cold and so called "evil Queen" was a young lady managing her own company which she inhereted after her father had retired. Her parents always wanted the best for her and her siblings but tendet to make some decisions for them but this time it was something she expected the least. Blake Armani, grew up in a family full of hate, resentment and bitterness. Her father is a very respected business man and her mother a successful lawyer making them the ultimate duo. Blake's parents wanted her to go in their steps so the Armani Co. was practically thrusted into her hands after she got her economics degree. ______________________________________ Started- 20/1/2025 Ended-30/3/2025 🥇Intersex #6 lesbian #21 wlw #23 gxg