Enemies, one feels more, and one hates completely. (Or does she?) Nadia Coleman, she's smart, kind, head strong, artiest. "I'm coming for you Jessie Nikolai." Just enemies... Jessie Nikolai, smart, ruthless, possessive, very jealous. "If you ever let another guy put his filthy hands on you, he won't have hands to do it again."

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

cover by @MommyClitt in a world where mafia bosses ruled the world and every five years, fifty girls and fifty men were chosen for an auction where every mafia boss came and bid. - "i never wanted this, marielle. i never asked to fall in love with you."

"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓." "𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏." 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 was never supposed to be chosen - and yet, out of sixty thousand models, she was. Now under the control of StarCorp's cold and untouchable founder, 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐬𝐬, Ella finds herself pulled into a world of luxury, lust, and the impossible standards of fame. But Taylor plays a slow game. And Ella? She's not as easy to break as the girls before her. Tear Me Down may NOT be reproduced, copied, reposted or translated in any way unless explicit permission is given directly from the author.

"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor. 🏅RANKINGS🏅 #2 lesbian #7 wlw

𝑫𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑺𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑲𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓. 𝑼𝒏𝒃𝒆𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝑺𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒔 - 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑲𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 - 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔. 🥇#1 writing 🥇#1 Sapphic 🥇#1 syndicate 🥇#1 girlongirl 🥇#1 gxgbooks

She spilled coffee on a stranger. She didn't know she was falling into her orbit. Ivy Moore is twenty-two, restless, and quietly unraveling beneath the weight of expectations she never chose. The daughter of a respected doctor, she has everything she needs-on paper. But between university lectures and long shifts at a campus café she doesn't need but insists on keeping, Ivy feels adrift. Until one wrong step lands her in the path of Celeste Deloera. Elegant. Untouchable. Dangerous in stillness. Celeste is not just Ivy's literature professor-she's also the editor-in-chief of the world's most exclusive fashion and culture magazine. Cold and precise, Celeste rules every room she enters. So when Ivy unknowingly applies for a job as her personal assistant, she finds herself pulled into Celeste's tightly controlled world of power, beauty, and brutal expectations. But working beside Celeste is nothing like Ivy imagined. It's long nights, sharp silences, stolen glances, and unspoken rules. And the longer Ivy stays, the more the lines blur-between obedience and desire, between curiosity and obsession, between what's allowed and what's already begun. Now, Ivy lives in two realities: one where she's the quiet student at the back of the classroom... and another where she walks two steps behind Celeste through velvet-curtained galas and midnight boardrooms. Close enough to feel her. Never close enough to know her. What begins as admiration becomes fascination. Fascination becomes obsession. And obsession, Ivy learns, always has a cost. In a world ruled by secrets, silence, and stares held a second too long, love is not gentle. It stares you down. And dares you to follow.

𝗥𝗮𝗲𝗹𝘆𝗻 𝗘𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲 knows how to chase stories- she's just never been the story herself. At 22, Rae is quiet, invisible, and new to the cutthroat world of journalism. When she's mistakenly assigned to cover a high-stakes corporate trial, she finds herself face-to-face with the city's most infamous attorney: 𝗖𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗩𝗮𝗹𝗲- cold as stone, sharp as a knife, and untouchably brilliant. Clara doesn't give interviews. Doesn't answer questions. And definitely doesn't notice journalists-especially not ones like Rae. Until 𝘴𝘩𝘦 does. One conversation turns to three. Three become glances. Glances become touches. And Rae falls. Quietly. Deeply. Clara doesn't fall. Not at first. Not the way Rae does. But when Rae walks away, Clara realizes what she's lost- and 𝘴𝘩𝘦 falls harder. --- In a world of deadlines, secrets, and sharp suits, love wasn't supposed to be the story. But maybe it always was. One was chasing the truth. The other was hiding it. And somewhere in between, they found each other- in the silence.

❝I want you on your knees. Not out of love, or respect, or even fear... but because you understand your place will always be beneath me.❞ Leander Graves could be known for being one of the most popular gamers at merely twenty years old, or for being the mysterious guy no one really befriends. But no, Leander's name is always followed by the same word. 𝙑𝙞𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙣. Sheltered. Protected. Shy. Awkward. Completely insecure. Untouched fits too. Then one day Carmen Ivory walks in, clad in money and whispers, power and control. When she's told Leander is out of anybody's reach, a true challenge even for the best conquerors, he stops looking bland and starts appearing... fascinating. Thirty thousand dollars. Until winter break. For the money. For the dare. For her pride. But what begins as a simple bet soon becomes obsession: a web of manipulation, seduction, and cruelty spun by a girl who has never loved anyone in her life. Because Carmen doesn't fall in love. Psychopaths don't. They collect playthings. And Leander is destined to be her favorite. ♰ Bet trope ♰ Bad girl × Good boy ♰ Double POV ♰ Reverse dark romance ♰ Elite college

Celeste thought her life was perfect-until the night that shattered everything. At 21, she had it all: love, stability, and a future she believed in. But on Valentine's Day, a night meant for roses and promises, her world crumbled. Betrayed by the woman she loved on their first anniversary, Celeste's heartbreak should have been the worst part of the evening. It wasn't. That same night, she was taken-kidnapped by a woman who was everything her ex wasn't: dangerous, powerful, and merciless. Raven Cantié, known in the criminal underworld as La Louve Noire-The Black She-Wolf-isn't just a mafia boss. She's a legend. Sadistic, manipulative, and irresistibly charismatic, Raven doesn't ask. She takes. And what she wants now is Celeste-fragile, whose innocence fascinates her like a flame calling to a predator. But what Raven doesn't expect is that the girl she saw as prey might be something else entirely. Because Celeste isn't just fragile. She's fire wrapped in fear, and there are things inside her even Raven can't control. Will Raven tame her favorite possession, or will Celeste be the one to burn the wolf alive? A story of obsession, trauma, twisted power, and a darkness that blurs the line between love and control. • • • • Trigger warnings:kidnapping, drinking, smut, degrading, blood, beating, killing, very graphic tortures , SA, rape, drugging, a lot of swears etc. It's 18+ story with mature scenes and graphic content. You're reading this on your own responsibility! #2 in torture 21.01.2026 #1 in risk 21.01.2026 #1 in prey 22.01.2026 #4lesbianromance