❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧. Her ambition runs too thick and her patience stretches too thin. She disappears when the pressure builds, returns polished and untouchable, like she wasn't just clawing for air in the dark. She was only supposed to steal a few files-files she knows too well. Just enough to secure her place at the top. Instead, she captures the attention of a man who built his empire from ruin. A man who doesn't forgive betrayal. He wants control. He wants obsession. He wants to ruin her. And she might just ruin him right back.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥. At Blackwood Academy in Switzerland, legacy is earned long before graduation and perfection is expected long before arrival. She moves like she's untouchable. Popularity, attention, a boyfriend, everything exactly as it should be. But perfection comes with pressure. A life measured in expectations that never ease, only tighten. And some nights, an empty feeling hurts less than a full one. He's the new guy. Quiet. Broody. The kind of presence people feel before they see, and choose not to approach. Control is the only thing that ever made sense. Long before this place. Long before her. Then she starts appearing everywhere. Lecture halls. Corridors. The spaces he used to have to himself. Like chaos has decided to learn his rhythm. And for all his control, there are things he has never learned until her. Now the girl made for chaos might be the one thing capable of undoing everything he's built... or becoming the only thing he can't stop watching.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. She hides behind sharp boots and brighter dresses, yellow loud enough to drown out the cracks in her heart. It almost works. Until the man her papa crossed decides to collect what he's owed. He doesn't ask. He takes. Tattooed hands. A ruler of empires built on blood. He closes the distance. She tries to keep it. But he's always liked the chase.

❝I want you so bad.❞ I tease him while trailing my hand up his white buttoned shirt feeling his abs. "Ms. Rose.." His voice was soft and sweet when I lowered myself down to his sleek black dress pants. "We shouldn't do this." He sighed looking down at me as I look up at him as well. "I know, but I want to." "I want to feel all of you Elijah." I unbuttoned his shirt revealing himself to me as I kept myself on my knees. His body was absolutely stunning, chiseled but soft toned abs. "V-Ms. Rose." He groans as I kiss and lick every muscle throughout his body. "Stop talking and let me touch you." I go back up to his face to kiss his wet pink lips. Elijah moans softly in my mouth as I swirled my tongue all around. Slowly, I take both of his pale hands as I still kiss him and put his touch on the back of my zipper. He knew quickly what he was suppose to do, so he unzips my dark red dress and pulls off the dress showing myself to him as well. "Oh..my" He cleared his throat as he saw my cleavage popping right in those dark blue eyes. I never thought I would've grown sexually attracted to my own professor. "Elijah? what the hell is going on in there" Highest rankings # #1 passion #1 slowburn #1 temptation #1 smallagegap #1 risky #1 seduction #2 chancellor #7 unholy #33 hidden #40 badgirlgoodboy #76 tension

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

Emilia I was so sure I'd never see him again. Not that I didn't want to. But not that I did. After all, he was the one that bailed on me. The one who threw away all those years we had for his own future. I shouldn't have been the one left feeling hurt. Yet somehow, I was. Seeing my best friend now, five years later, at my sister's wedding was the last thing I expected. But I never imagined I'd relive the heartache he left in his wake. And I never imagined falling for Adam Blackwell. Adam I wasn't supposed to see her again. Not that I didn't want to. A part of me did. A part of me always will. Emilia Feye was my best friend. Until I left her in my past and threw our friendship away. It was a mistake that haunts me every single day. It was between my best friend and my career. But I'm not the only one guilty. She did the same thing as me. Seeing her now, five years later, at my brother's wedding was unexpected. I never thought I'd have to suffer the consequences for the mess I made and the friendship I shattered. But I never imagined falling in love with her this time. I never imagined falling in love with Emilia Feye. ... Emilia and Adam meet again, five years after parting and going separate ways for college. They're not eighteen anymore. They're not so selfish anymore. And they're not best friends anymore. They caused each other heartache and now it's time to right their wrongs and make up for those mistakes. Now, in Marbella, Spain. Now, at her sister and his brother's wedding, the two meet again. Except this time, things are different. This time there's anger, frustration, pain, and regret. This time, they're not friends, they're a complicated mess. They call it friendship. We all call it love. . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Vanessa: There's nothing I hate in this world more than I do Aaron Sinclair. Hate is the only word for it. It's not dislike, it's not envy. It's resentment, it's detest, it's despise. I hate Aaron Sinclair. I loathe him. Unfortunately, working with the man and constantly competing with him doesn't make things any easier. Aaron: There's nothing in this world that makes my blood boil more than Vanessa Juliette Griffin. She's everything I hate and more. She's competition, she's too determined for her own good, and she's all smiles. Her smiles are too friendly, too bright, too... annoying. I loathe her. And working with her only makes me hate her more. ... Just when they think things could not be worse... they somehow are. One accidental kiss, one little lie, and everything unravels. Their nightmares are coming true. But the company sees an opportunity. And so they have a new project. The project in question? Date each other for the public eye. The perfect publicity stunt. But can Vanessa and Aaron survive each other? Can they find something real hidden between the lies? . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED THIS BOOK IS INSPIRED BY THE SPANISH LOVE DECEPTION!

𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴... 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 - 𝘐 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 - 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳.

He was her protector once; now he's her captor. She walked into his arms for mercy and found only heartbreak. To save her mother's life, Hae-in would have done anything. But she never expected her salvation to come from him. Jin, her oldest friend, her protector, the man she trusted most. He paid the impossible debt, but his price was even more impossible: "Be my mistress for a month." Now, trapped in a gilded cage of his making, Hae-in must survive the ultimate betrayal. But as the lines between hatred and a painful, lingering love blur, they both discover that some transactions come with a cost that can never be repaid... and some wounds change you forever.