"I do have something in mind, actually." The words were certain and very clear. Celine leaned back against the couch, her smirk softening into something darker, quieter. "Well then," She said, voice smooth enough to make my spine tingle, "Come show me." My breath caught before I could even think. The room seemed to hum around us-the low buzz of the liquor, the faint rustle of the robe against my skin, her eyes following me as she'd already decided what was going to happen next. Something in my chest fluttered-or maybe it flipped. The words weren't loud, but they pulled at me anyway like a command wrapped in velvet. I hesitated, barely. Then the hesitation melted away, the same way the liquor did earlier. My body moved before my mind caught up, slow and deliberate 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, drawn to her like gravity wasn't a choice. 𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓 Monét was never one to follow rules, that word seemed unknown to her knowledge. Monét was a troublemaker, it ran in her blood-well half of her blood. Her father being the chief of the police, the rule follower, yet he made an exception for his daughter always running to her rescue when needed. Monét was also the type to get what she wants, so when she sees this older lawyer-you can guess what she wants. And she intends to get it, stopping at nothing. She wouldn't let anything stop her, not age, not her issues, not her father, not a judge. Nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.

"Giana, I let you get away with your disrespect long enough. You do not tell me to shut up. Disrespecting a Moltisanti is like disrespecting God." The shorter woman scoffed as best as she could seeing her air supply was being cut off. "Oh, so you think you're a god now?" Lucia twisted their bodies pressing Giana against the wall with a thud. "Con il modo in cui potrei averti in ginocchio implorando pietà." ["With the way, I could have you on your knees begging for mercy."] \\\\ Giana wanted nothing more than to graduate and finally move far away from her father who was the Mayor of Chicago and the public eye. But during winter break, she finds all her plans are put on hold when she's kidnapped and forced to spend the next few months at the Moltisanti Estate. Updates every other day!

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The shy girl wanted to prove she could be useful to the CEO's plan-seducing a dangerous man. Trembling, she carefully straddled Diana's lap, heart pounding, desperate to show she wasn't as helpless as she seemed. Diana's cold voice challenged her: "Is that all you can do? You think this is helping? Sitting on me, trembling like that?" But inside, watching Anna like this, she felt something she refused to admit-losing control. Anna ran away to start over. At nineteen, she left behind a strict father, a forced engagement, and a life that never felt like hers. Now she's tucked away in a quiet corner of Thailand, working at a small café and trying to find pieces of herself again. Then Diana (33) walked in. Cold, composed, and impossibly intimidating, Diana is the kind of woman who commands a room without saying a word. A powerful CEO with a mysterious edge and eyes that never miss a thing. She claims she's just there for coffee... but she lingers. Watches. Smiles, when no one's looking. When a spilled drink and an innocent apology turn into a moment neither of them expected, Anna finds herself pulled into a game she doesn't understand, one filled with secrets, tension, and a closeness that feels too dangerous to want. But Diana isn't just a customer. And Anna isn't just a girl working behind the counter. One is hiding a mission. The other is trying not to lose herself. And neither of them is ready for what's coming next.

Niamh Donnolly thought she had it all figured out. After years of grind, she's finally landed her dream job as a criminal defense attorney. Sure, she's back living with her parents, dodging bake sales and church invites, but she's chasing justice and crushing court dates. The only thing missing? A woman who gets her-on every level. Enter Blind Dait, the mysterious new dating app that promises real connection, not just filtered selfies and flaky first dates. With no images, no bios, and an AI that claims to know your heart better than you do, Niamh is skeptical... until one of her matches begins to feel like more than just an algorithm's guess. Dylan Thomas is a legend-Georgetown alum, named partner, and the ice queen of the courtroom. She's smart, stunning, and absolutely off-limits. At least that's what Niamh tells herself every time their paths cross. But Dylan's tired of the games, both legal and romantic, and signs up for Blind Dait in a moment of vulnerability. When the anonymous chats turn electric and the tension in real life gets harder to ignore, Niamh and Dylan are on a collision course between the courtroom and the heart. They might be each other's perfect match online... if only they can get past the sparks-and the secrets-when they meet face to face. Love is blind. The courtroom isn't.

√ 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞..... 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚'𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐚. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. [𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐧]

studxstud/studxmasc ***Republished (𝟓𝟎𝟎𝐤 + reads deep)*** 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: When Angel finds her close friend and teammate, Dominique getting a little too flirty, she starts to question her friendship. Her type in women. And even herself. Could she possibly find her 'stud bro' attractive? 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞: - Mature/Strong Language - Mature Content (18+ Recommended) - Sex/Smut (Detailed) - Substances (Alcohol, drugs, etc) - Abuse/Child Abuse - Other Possible Triggers

𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐..

For Wren, the eldest daughter of the Queen of Avaloria, taking the throne means mastering the delicate politics of a kingdom, marrying to fulfill her duty to the throne. But ruling is never that easy--especially being the Queen's adopted child. Judgement starts to pour in and her mate, belonging to the sea as much as the land, tears Wren in two when she can't follow her below. Duty and love are pulling her in opposite directions, and it feels like everything is crashing down at once. Will she rise up above it all, or will the pressure pull her beneath the surface? Cover made by @lemonsindecay