Cassandra Clover has always existed in the quiet spaces between introversion and extroversion-soft-spoken, thoughtful, her rare beauty inherited from dark-skinned parents who raised her to lead with kindness. She's the friend everyone wants but few truly know, someone who overthinks every word yet still gives herself away too freely. She's learned to protect her vulnerabilities, building walls just high enough to feel safe. Then she meets Cardan Wilson. There's something about him that stops her cold. His eyes that he covers with a hood, which she never should have seen-deep and swirling, as if crafted with deliberate care-seem to hold secrets she desperately wants to uncover. He hides beneath hoods and silence, his voice a low, peculiar cadence that makes her want to confess things she's never told anyone. He's magnetic in his mystery, unsettling in his distance, and she can't look away. Cassie has never felt this pull before-this need to understand someone who seems determined to remain unknown. Cardan is a puzzle she didn't ask for but can't ignore, and the more she reaches for him, the more she realizes he might be reaching back. In a story about two people who see something in each other the world has overlooked, Cassie will learn that sometimes the most dangerous thing you can do is let someone in-and sometimes, it's the only way to truly live.

Red Skeleton is a ruthless killer in all of New York. If anyone decided to cross him in the wrong way, wouldn't hesitate to kill them. Red never really had a family, when he was a little boy his "family" abandoned him in London. When he was old enough to leave, he came straight to New York. The abandonment of his family made him want to kill, plus people just annoy him so he ends their life. No one was special in life besides his best friend, Jace. That is, till he met Lourdes. Red saw a whole new light... but he still loved to kill either way.

She woke in the snow with no memory. No name. No past. Found beside a dead direwolf and adorned in gold no one can identify, Khava becomes the mystery of Winterfell-beautiful, foreign, and utterly alone. But when the game of thrones shatters the family who sheltered her, she makes a desperate vow: protect the Starks. Whatever it costs. She will kneel to monsters She will wear their colors. She will become their obsession. Because the blood of Old Valyria sleeps in her veinsand fire remembers what the snow tried to bury. First black oc

- 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 ❝Would you kill for her? ❞ He muttered ❝God, in a heartbeat. ❞ I replied. 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... Lorelai Coleman, a woman drowning in unforgettable guilt is recruited by Erin Strauss to join the BAU to bless her with a chance to catch her sister's killer. 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑... In an attempt to appear clean and put together to others, she slips up and embarrasses herself in front of her colleague. The worse person ever, Spencer Reid. -- ❝𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! ❞ ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐃 𝐗 𝐎𝐂⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: 01 | 05 | 26 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: ongoing 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: ???

"Please...c-can I kiss you again, I can do better." Thane trembled, his voice not even sounding like before. He had no idea how much he had changed before Henrik and what his body was doing, but he was also unaware of how much Henrik enjoyed this. "Can I...I mean, m-may I try again? Can I touch you more t-than this? I...wait, I don't feel right I need to find m-my parents-." Henrik wrapped his arms around his neck, forcefully bringing him down to his height so that their lips could meet. Kissing him deeper than the kiss that was done before, just enough to show him what a real kiss was. He could feel Thane's enlarged hands engulf his waist now, even without moving. That excited him further, letting go now as he pulls back and against the window. The cold glass chilling his body just enough to calm his senses. "You...I don't know what kind of Alpha you are, but no more pretending like you don't know." Henrik waited for Thane to budge, but he didn't falter in this act of naivety. Except none of it was an act at all. There was no Alpha at all. The person before him was not even fully present anymore. "You can try again all you want, I give you my consent to touch me how you please; but spare me the act of-." Thane rushed him in that instant, his hand gripping his face as he tilted it up towards his, capturing his lips hungrily. *** Thane x Henrik "Hidden" Engima x Omega-D

Arielle built her empire from the ground up. Campus athletes sit in her chair. Her schedule stays full. Her pockets stay heavy. She doesn't chase. She doesn't fold. And she definitely doesn't date clients. Cole Preston didn't plan on being distracted. Between football, family, and proving himself, women were never the priority. Until her. One haircut turns into late-night DMs. Late-night DMs turn into campus tension. And suddenly, the girl who doesn't need anyone is the only one he wants to impress. The only problem? None really. She just THINKS brunette Cole wouldn't want her dark skin self. But heavy feelings don't stay in for too long .................................................................. "I need you mama" he breathes me in his lips still on my neck moving slowly. "I can't breathe knowing you're not around" "I can't sleep knowing you're not around" "I can't eat knowing you're not around" His words seem to affect me more when they're murmured against my neck. "I need you Arielle" .................................................................. #1 in cosmetology 4/10/26 #1 in ilovehim 4/10/26 #1 in iloveher 4/10/26 #1 in wbbg 4/10/26 #2 in yearn 5/8/26

The Goldmans are everything you could dream to be. Blonde and even blonder blonds? Check. Sweet? Check. Smart? Check. But little do the public know, this so called 'perfect family' harbours a secret in one of their estates. Somebody is onto and after them. What will happen if this secret gets out? Andrea is a journalist and her boss wants her to do more. But what more could she do. In defeat, she goes to find work on a somewhat sketchy island. Little does she know this island holds so many secrets that are yet to be uncovered. BOOK 1💖 ⚠ racism is mentioned a lot to be a 'good' thing. it obviously isn't. read at your own risk. Written by a Black Gyal Mostly Unedited💖

Rowan goes to sleep and wakes up somewhere else. He doesn't know how or why, but he knows it's fucked up. One day when he wakes up somewhere he definitely shouldn't be, he meets a group of mysterious people who claim to have the answers to his dreaded questions. [contains mental health issues, self harm and sexual content]

𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗦 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗬, 𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗠? 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗦𝗢 𝗠𝗨𝗖𝗛. ✩✩✩ "Make yourself comfortable," he said easily, dropping onto the bed and stretching out like he owned the world. You... didn't. You stood there instead, awkwardly shifting your weight, hands hovering uselessly at your sides, unsure whether to sit, lean, or just evaporate altogether. Oikawa looked up at you... and laughed. "You look like you're waiting for instructions," he teased, propping himself up on his elbows. "Relax. I'm not gonna bite." ✩✩✩ 𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗞𝗬𝗨𝗨 𝗫 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 ✩✩✩ 𝗞𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗬𝗔𝗠𝗔 𝗫 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗫 𝗢𝗜𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔

➽ 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥- 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬. 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬- 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝. 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞? [𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐛𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐤]