𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐄, a pure, innocent beauty, her light shining brightly in a world that sometimes feels dark, 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐍, a cold-hearted enigma, a man of few words whose icy exterior hides a turbulent past. His world changes when he encounters Indiya, a girl whose innocence and purity stand in stark contrast to his guarded nature. As they navigate the complexities of high school life together, James finds himself drawn to Indiya's warmth and kindness, thawing his cold exterior. But their budding romance faces challenges from both within and outside their social circles, testing the strength of their love and their ability to stay true to themselves amidst the chaos of adolescence.

In the heart of a quiet town, nestled between the scent of fresh paperbacks and whispered stories, a love story begins not with a spark-but with a stare between the shelves. Serenity Chrissy Young is 18. Confident, vibrant, and grounded in her dual heritage of Vincentian and Nigerian culture, she finds peace in books, joy in cooking, and purpose in helping others. Working at the local library, surrounded by stories, she's written her own through self-love and strength. Her favorite thing? That moment when a reader finds their perfect book. Leonardo Mario Garcia, 19, keeps to himself. Life hasn't been kind-he's struggled with loneliness, anxiety, and feeling like no one really sees him. But books were always his escape. And music, especially J. Cole's raw truths, helped him survive. He never believed in fate. But he did believe in libraries-the only place he didn't feel out of place. What happens when a girl who believes in second chances meets a boy who never thought he deserved one?

[BDSM] Power was the game. Control was the prize. Azaria Sinclair didn't go looking for Rhys Beaumont-he found her, studied her, claimed her. What started as a contract meant to cage emotion becomes the one thing that unravels them both. When a man who doesn't believe in love meets a woman who's forgotten how to be loved, the thirteenth clause might be the one that breaks them.

In the shadow of the mountains, Sofì meets Davide a man whose rough hands, dark eyes, and possessive touch leave her trembling . "I own you," he growls, voice low and rough, eyes dark with intent. "Not him. Me."Between stolen glances, fiery arguments, and moments of raw passion, she's drawn to him in ways she doesn't fully understand-but every time he looks at her, Sofì feels both fear and exhilaration.

Maeva took charge of my dreams. Melted me with a simple glance. My affection for her grew in secret because she wasn't mine, she was my brother's. Until he ruined everything. Left her heartbroken beyond repair. Now, it's my turn to show her what love is supposed to look like... from one lover to another. [Update each Tuesday at 10:00 AM CET]

𝝠𝗭𝗜𝝠 𝗝𝗘𝗟𝝠𝗡𝗜's life was already complicated, but everything changed the moment she met 𝗜𝗦𝝠𝝠𝗖 𝗗𝗘𝗟𝗚𝝠𝗗𝝝-a dangerous, brooding fighter with a past as dark as the streets they've been thrown into. Forced to work together, their connection becomes impossible to ignore, even as everyone warns her to stay away from him. They say he's dangerous. They say he's broken. But Azia sees the fire in his soul, the part of him that's fighting for redemption. As secrets unravel and tensions explode, their love becomes a risk neither of them can afford-but one they're willing to take. In a world of lies, loyalty, and betrayal, can their passion survive the chaos? Or will the darkness around them pull them under? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❦⋯⋯⋯⋯ఇ⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯❦ [18+ | Dark Romance ] 𝖢𝖮𝖯𝖸𝖶𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖤 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦 @𝗐𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗆

Imani Robinson is 22 and used to surviving on her own. Stripping pays the bills, but the stage is the only place she lets anyone get close. In her world, love is a luxury, trust is a risk, and men are just customers. Silas Greene is 25 and born into violence. As a ruthless mafia lord, his name carries power, fear, and a trail of bodies. He doesn't believe in love-only loyalty, control, and consequences. But when Silas sees Imani, he doesn't just want her. He needs her. He doesn't care about the rules. She doesn't want to be owned. Too bad neither of them gets a choice. this story contains explicit sexual content, strong language, and emotionally intense scenes. please read at your own pace and comfort level. this is your final content warning moving forward.

Famous Actress Nora Callaway has always believed in love, but after discovering her boyfriend Tyler's betrayal, everything she thought she knew about relationships comes crashing down. The last person she wants to lean on is Tyler's brother, Alex the intense, guarded, brooding guy who's never quite fit into her world. With a fake dating arrangement offered by her manager Paige, But Alex isn't who she thinks he is. Nora must decide whether she's willing to risk everything for a Deadly love that could change everything.

Aniya thought marriage meant partnership, love, and maybe the occasional argument about Netflix passwords. What she didn't plan for was Farrah - Spencer's charming, passive-aggressive "work wife" who somehow made "emotional cheating" look like part of the job description. At first, it was small stuff: snarky comments about Aniya's yoga career, a suspicious number of office selfies, and a mysteriously missing anniversary mug. But when Farrah starts hashtagging Spencer as her "WorkHubby" and scheduling dinners on their actual anniversary, Aniya realizes she's not imagining it-this woman is trying to steal her man, one team meeting at a time. Now Aniya has two options: 1. Let Farrah run the show while Spencer plays the clueless nice guy. 2. Or remind everyone - including her husband - exactly who's married to him. Told with sharp humor, brutal honesty, and enough chaos to fill an HR report, Delete Her Number, Spencer is a modern love story about marriage in the social media era - where loyalty is tested, egos are fragile, and no one is safe from a "work bestie" with boundary issues.

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.