Joelle Jordan is just trying to survive university and her life at home. Bryce Valentine is trying to survive everyone else. Projected first-round NFL draft pick. Campus celebrity. The most watched college athlete in the country. When the two strike a deal to trade study sessions for Bryce and personal training sessions for Joelle's little brother, everything seems simple enough. Then Bryce crosses the line. Now Joelle is trying to navigate a boy who is emotionally repressed, touch-starved, obsessively devoted, and surrounded by more pressure than any twenty-year-old should have to carry. Add the coaches, media attention, NIL deals, scouts, photo shoots, and Bryce's oppressive father. The pressure that comes with being attached to Bryce Valentine is something Joelle is not equipped for. Especially when she starts getting a little too comfortable with the fact that Bryce can't seem to leave her alone.

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

"Will it kill you to back the fuck up?" I snapped. "Yes, princess," he whispered sweetly against my ear, voice full of that sick affection. "It would. I would drop dead right here if I couldn't be next to you." "My lucky day," I muttered sarcastically.

"If Atlantis was doomed to sink, then maybe we were never meant to stay afloat." ~ They call me someone else's name. Eli. Not Atlantis, the name given to me by my real parents the name shouted playfully by my brothers when we'd play hide 'n seek. I'm no longer Atlantis Chance DeLuca as I'm now someone else's child. ~ [] 🥇#1 in brothers ~ 2026 🥇#1 in baby brother ~ 2026

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In the wake of an unthinkable tragedy that claimed the lives of both her parents, Rayne found herself thrown into the cold, harsh world of an orphanage. For months, she clung to the hope of finding a new family to call her own, she had a slither of hope that she had a second chance at life. When the day finally came that she was chosen for adoption, Rayne's heart bloomed. Her new family showered her with love and affection, granting her every wish and providing unwavering support. The bond she formed with her step-brother was instant and unbreakable, the two becoming inseparable from the moment they met. However, there was something different about her brother, a peculiar air of mystery that clung to him. He was a man of few words, fiercely protective of Rayne, and at times, seemingly consumed by his own thoughts. Rayne adored her brother, but his constant presence left her feeling stifled. It almost felt like he didn't want her to live, and the only way he was happy is if she was close to him. Rayne was a beacon of innocence and beauty, her intelligence as captivating as her eyes. Yet, beneath the surface of her brother's deafening silence, lurked a dangerous and volatile nature. His unpredictability and possessiveness were whispered warnings to those who dared cross his path, for they knew that to harm Rayne would mean facing the wrath of a man who would stop at nothing to protect her. He didn't want her with anyone else, he made it clear on the very first day he saw her. She was his. ___ 🏆 #1 Maturethemes 🏆 #1 Stepbrother 🏆 #1 Jealously 🏆 #5 Stepsister 🏆 #21 Dark Romance ___ DARK ROMANCE MATURE/EXPLICIT CONTENT

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Six years ago, Natalia vanished. Lorenzo built an empire in the silence she left behind. Drank too little and worked too much and never once let himself believe she was gone for good. Now she is here, in his house, slowly remembering how to be alive, and he is learning the hardest thing he has ever had to learn. How to love someone from a distance when all you want to do is close it. Cariño - darling, in Spanish - is what he has always called her. She is only just beginning to understand why. He fell first. And harder. By the age of 14, Lorenzo Alvaro Moreno knew what he wanted. And that was Natalia. His Natalia. He was always for her.

"𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌." Kate Pierce craves dark romance books masked, possessive men, deadly obsession, and twisted love. But when a masked stranger starts sending her polaroids, calling her kitten, and promising to play... her fantasy turns real and fatal. He knows her secret. He knows what she did. And now, he wants her. A killer with obsession in his eyes, blood on his hands, and her name on his tongue. Kate thought it was just a game. Until he told her what he was. Some obsessions aren't fictional. Some mistakes don't stay buried. And some men will kill to keep you. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒂𝒚.

"Snow on Her Skin" He bullied her. He broke her. Then he gave her twins. Amara came to Russia for a degree and a new life. What she found was Dima Volkov - cold, cruel, and impossibly magnetic. He mocked her curves, her accent, her very existence... until the night he couldn't look away anymore. One mistake. One night without protection. Now she's carrying his babies - two boys - and the man who once pushed her away is suddenly on his knees, begging to stay. But forgiveness isn't free. And love built on betrayal always carries scars. A steamy, emotional second-chance romance with enemies-to-lovers tension, surprise pregnancy, twins, and a possessive hero who will fight the world to keep the family he almost destroyed. Content warnings: bullying, dub-con elements, pregnancy troupe, explicit scenes