𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝑨 𝑳𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑰𝒏 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝐓𝐨 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭. - - - It's been three months since Nova walked away from Professor Steele. Three months of clean breaks and quiet mornings. Now, she's thrown herself back into school, determined to repair what their reckless affair almost cost her. She's passed her midterms. Focused on her friendships. Keeps her legs closed and her mouth shut. Even keeps her mother's proud. But what happens when fate-or maybe something crueler-pulls them back into each other's orbit, and Nova is faced with a brutal truth. This isn't about obsession anymore. This time, it's devotion.

I never expected this. Being bound to her, my student, by something as cold as an arranged marriage. she's always so bright, clinging to me and I... wasn't being the guy she wants but she never gave up on me. But in the little moments between our sarcasm and awkward encounters, I started to realize something- I was starting to care. A lot. And I'm scared. scared to mess up everything while trying to win her love. ____________________________________ Troupes: ✿ grumpy x sunshine ✿ arranged marriage ✿ professor x student ✿ second chance ✿ green flag MMC ENJOY!

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃 Vaughn Bates is the most popular and heartless boy at school. Boys want be him at all costs while all girls want to be his. Except me. I try my best to be invisible but one glance from his blows my plan up in smoke and his ultimate goal is to make my life a living hell. I could handle his bullying at school but what happens when you have to live under his roof? Bullies should never win. For the first time in my life I'm ready to prove Vaughn Bates he is only a walking cliché. 𝐕𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 Nicole Reed grew up hanging around my house and has always been a dilemma of mine. The first time I saw her I was instantly drawn to her in an unexplainable way that makes my insides ache. She used to be the center of my attention until she betrayed me. The fuel feeding my soul became the urge to make her pay for all the pain she's caused to me. Finding out she was now moving into my mansion was a miracle come true. Nicole Reed thinks that backing her into corners at school is the farthest I can go, she couldn't be more wrong. Now, she is living under my roof but if she knew what I've planned for her she would flee. #5 Mafia (30.01.2023) (Sinful Bloodlines book two)

"What should I call you then? Gold-digger?" I ask smirking. "Real original, genius." She taunts shifting in her seat to face me. "At least my grandfather didn't have to go and buy me a wife because no poor soul wanted to marry me." Now it's her turn to give me a mocking grin. "YOU-" My hands clench around the steering-wheel in fury. "You what? Got nothing to say, future husband." She says with a smirk still plastered on her face. I cannot believe I'm about to get married to her. ..................... ..................... Benjamin has everything. From having a promising position in his grandfather's company to a perfect fiancée. His life couldn't have been more perfect. But despite that, there is something missing from his life. What happens when Benjamin's fiancée leaves him with an accusation of a crime he didn't commit. And in the next second, he suddenly finds himself thrown into an unexpected marriage with a complete stranger. Could that stranger be 'The Missing Piece' Benjamin didn't even know he was missing?

"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 & 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. "Do you have any idea what I'd do if you left me, Elara?" he murmured, his voice deceptively soft. I didn't answer. I knew better. He let out a dark chuckle, tilting my chin up until our eyes met. His gaze was wild-obsessed. Unhinged. "I'd hunt you. Drag you back. Chain you to my bed if I had to." His lips ghosted over mine, almost gentle. "And the worst part? You'd still be mine. Willingly or not." My heart pounded, but I refused to let him see fear. I am not weak or stupid. I won't run like the others. I will wait. Play the game. And when the time came-I will make him bleed. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Elara Carter was never one to be afraid. Strong-willed, sharp-tongued, and independent, she had always fought her battles alone. But when she returned to her old school after years, she never expected to step right back into the grasp of the one person she should have stayed far away from. Luca Moretti. Once, he was the boy who made her smile-the boy with warmth in his eyes and mischief in his heart. Now, he is a man carved from ice and cruelty, a man whose name alone sends chills down spines. The heir to the most feared criminal empire. Cold, ruthless, and dangerously obsessive. And for some reason, he has set his sights on her. Trapped in a world of madness and power, Elara must decide-fight for her freedom or surrender to the monster who wants nothing more than to own her completely. Because in Luca's world, love isn't soft. It's dangerous, consuming, and utterly inescapable.

"Do you ever think about the past?" I ask softly, my voice barely audible over the hum of the city. He doesn't look at me, his jaw tightening as his hands flex at his sides. "No," he says flatly, his tone cold, unfamiliar. My heart clenches painfully. It's a lie. It has to be. Eight years ago, Isla Walsh's summer was consumed by one man-Giovanni Moretti. He was her brother's best friend, the forbidden flame she couldn't resist. They shared a fleeting, intoxicating love, and were destined to burn out too quickly. But when Giovanni vanished without a word, Isla was left alone to pick up the pieces of her heart. Now a successful ER surgeon living in Manhattan, Isla has worked hard to rebuild her life, burying the pain and confusion of Giovanni's disappearance. But everything unravels when a dangerous underground fight pulls her into the shadows of her brother's secret world. Because the man stepping into the ring is none other than Giovanni-a ghost from her past who doesn't seem to recognize her at all. In a world of lies, betrayal, and forgotten promises, Isla must decide if she's willing to risk everything for a love she can't forget-or if it's time to leave Giovanni in the past for good.

Promising student and avid reader, Zahra Calimeris, attends a book club where she meets Romero Vitale; A judicious professor and bibliophilic aesthete. book 1 | ongoing

"You're here," she murmured, voice steady. "Tell me two things you can see." His throat worked. "The tub," he managed, voice rough. "You." "Good," she said. "Now, two things you can hear." "The shower," he exhaled. "Your voice." "Two things you can feel." "The water." His grip tightened on her hand. "You." "That's good," she whispered, a small smile tugging at her lips. Sawyer Jones lives in a world of chaos-underground fights, illegal races, and the constant war inside his own head. His autism makes the world too loud, too bright, too much. Violence is the only thing that quiets the noise. Until Lia. Soft-spoken but relentless, she meets him in the tub in a party and refuses to leave. She steadies him when the rage takes over, pulls him back when he's drowning. But Sawyer knows better than to believe in peace. In his world, nothing good lasts. And the deeper Lia gets, the more he realizes-he might be her greatest danger yet. PLS GIVE IT A TRY 🌸🌸

"Ayana," he whispered my full name seductively into my ear. I felt my body become weak as I leaned back into him, the heat increasing at the same pace as our breaths. Slow yet rapid. "We can't Ezra," I let out shamefully, a small wince falling after as his left arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. His soft lips traced my ear, "Why not?" he challenged. "Because of the aftermath," I responded. ༻༺༻༺༻༺༻༺༻༺༻༺ Ayana Abeba is the sister of a famous world-known boxer, Kaleb Abeba. Her life has been viewed by the media world since she was young, leaving her no ability to learn about her true self. Ezra Carter, a heartless dark man, is the son of the highest ranked boxer in the world, leaving him to follow his father's path. When both Ayana and Ezra collide accidentally, the effects of their bond start to ruin others' careers. Will the aftermath be worth their love?