À Caeloria, on ne choisit pas qui l'on devient. Aelya d'Aurelion a dix-huit ans et porte sur ses épaules le poids d'un royaume. Princesse, étudiante en droit à l'Institut Supérieur de Valenor, elle est observée, évaluée, comparée, surtout à son frère jumeau, Adrien. Lyséa Vélin, elle, n'appartient à aucun palais. Issue d'un bon quartier de la capitale, brillante et discrète, elle rêve de devenir journaliste et intègre l'ISV par mérite, sans jamais chercher à se rapprocher du pouvoir. Elles partagent un cours, rien de plus. Pas même une parole. Jusqu'au jour où Adrien s'intéresse à Lyséa. Dans un royaume où l'amour entre femmes n'est ni interdit ni encouragé, où le trône ne condamne pas mais n'oublie rien, Aelya comprend qu'aimer peut devenir un désavantage. Entre devoir, image et vérité, certaines histoires n'ont pas le droit d'exister. ............................................................................................ Pour ceux qui portent des attentes trop grandes pour leur âge, pour ceux qui apprennent à contrôler leurs émotions avant même de les comprendre et pour ceux qui aiment en sachant que cet amour, sans être interdit, pourrait tout compliquer.

"Don't come to a strip club looking for love. That shit doesn't belong here." she warned. I knew that she was right. Still, I didn't accept her statement. "But...You're here." ⋆⋆⋆ I was a typical surburan girl before I had met her. She changed me. Whether that was for the better or for the worse is up to you. But ladies and gentlemen, as sure as I was that the moon and the stars would fill the sky every night to put the sun to rest, I was sure that the love of my life was a drugged out stripper. ⋆⋆⋆

Meeting up with an old friend, Tessa doesn't expect to walk into her former boss. As he doesn't know the real reason for her quitting her job as the nanny of his kids, he wants to catch up with her. Somehow, it ends in her going on a three-week vacation with him and his family, including his wife whom Tessa had an affair with- If you can even call it that. A tension so evident between Tessa and Bailee makes even Josh question what's going on. How will this weird vacation turn out? *** This is the sequel to The New Nanny. However, you can read this story without reading the other one first. You'll just miss a few pieces of information. ***

Tessa, 21, is a college dropout and doesn't know what to do with her life. After having had a full gap year basically doing nothing, her parents give her an ultimatum: find work/go to college or get kicked out of the house. Tessa comes across an advertisement to be a nanny for two lovely kids. And when reading that she is expected to live there for an entire year, it is truly a win-win for her. A year of personal growth is awaiting Tessa, and maybe it was just what she needed in life to be able to enjoy it again. Especially since it might bring Tessa experiences she could have never foreseen. __________________ [Started: oct 2021] [Finished: dec 2021] [Edited: april 2023]

Celeste "Essie" Winscott never expected to land in New York City with an apartment too good to be true and a godmother she barely knew. But when Eden "Denny" Ravelle, her mother's enigmatic best friend, offers her a place to stay while she pursues her postgraduate research at NYU, Essie accepts-grateful, but curious. Eden is poised, successful, and effortlessly cool, but something about her remains just out of reach. When Essie stumbles upon an old DVD in the apartment, she realises why. Eden isn't just a wealthy businesswoman-she was once one of the most infamous adult film stars in New York. Shocked but intrigued, Essie dives into research, determined to understand the woman behind the legend. As she unravels Eden's past, she's forced to confront her own biases, desires, and the thin line between scandal and empowerment. Because some stories aren't just about the past-they change everything about the present.

Elle est psychiatre. Elle est tueuse. L'une veut comprendre. L'autre veut sortir. Dans une prison de haute sécurité où l'émotion se mêle à la terreur, Clara Parks, psychiatre réputée pour sa rigueur et son calme, se voit confier le cas le plus complexe de sa carrière : Jane Whitmore. Huit meurtres, aucun remords, aucun passé connu. Jane n'est pas comme les autres. Elle ne tue pas par passion. Elle tue sans raison. Sans cœur. Clara entre dans sa cellule avec une seule idée : ne pas se laisser manipuler. Mais derrière les regards figés et les silences trop bien placés, les lignes commencent à bouger. Entre faux-semblants et vérités troubles, une tension dangereuse et impossible à ignorer. Et si l'obsession n'était pas là où on l'attendait ? Et si, dans ce face-à-face, celle qui pensait dominer le jeu finissait par s'y perdre ? TW: violences, meurtres, automutilations.

Liberty Fierro is used to living on her own terms, partying recklessly all night and doing it all over again the next day. But when one night goes horribly wrong, her mother steps in with an ultimatum: 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗽𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗱. Monroe Leclair's reputation as a therapist is as infamous as it is dangerous. She's calm, calculating, and hiding secrets that no one in their right mind could possibly guess. As the lines blur between healing and obsession, Liberty has to wonder if Monroe is saving her, 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮.

Deux femmes. Un désir. Un jeu. Une frénésie passionnelle.

"The Help doesn't have to set a single foot into my office. Do you understand?" Mr.Armani spoke to me, condescension heavy in his tone. '𝘛𝘩𝘦 "𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘱" 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘮 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.' I think to myself, '𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦.' ✂ ✁ ✃ My name is Maxine Walker. I was a bright eyed 22 year old woman, with nothing but a high school diploma and the desperate need for something new. I craved independency, and to be away from my parents. I had to find a way to make ends meet and somehow, I got the opportunity to become a housekeeper. A housekeeper for a rich man and his hot, hot wife... Mrs.Armani, Naya Armani, was a sight for sore eyes. But I was her employee. And I had a long-distance girlfriend. And she was married. Fuck, I can't believe she's married. ✂ ✁ ✃

Le roi doit contrer une menace en donnant la main de sa fille à un héritier. Mais les héritiers sont tués. Il ne reste plus que les héritières.