"Baby girl, won't you help me?" William was never the type to beg. The most feared mafia king, he was used to taking what he wanted; ruthlessly, without remorse. When a bullet tears through his shoulder, he does what he always does: kidnaps a doctor, forces them to patch him up, and erases the evidence. But Dr. Est is different. Soft-spoken, sharp-eyed, and far too tempting. From the moment William locks eyes with him, he knows one thing: this one, he can't let go. Est should fear him. He should run. But when William smirks, voice dripping like honey and venom, Est feels his heart betray him. In a world where love is a weakness and danger lurks behind every whispered promise, how do you escape the devil when he's already marked you as his? A WilliamEst story. ⚠️ Disclaimers: This story contains strong language, mature themes, violence, abuse, and dark romance elements. Reader discretion is advised.

different worlds, same hearts. no matter the setting, it's always williamest!!

On the eve of a person's 21st birthday, they have a Dream. In their Dream, they see their Soulmate. Cammie, who has been with her boyfriend for the last four years, is confident that she will Dream of him. But on the eve of her 21st birthday, her entire world is turned upside down she not only doesn't see Her boyfriend, but doesn't see a man at all. Instead, Cammie Dreams of the most beautiful girl she has ever seen. But there's only one problem: her Soulmate can't be a girl; she's not gay. That will ruin everything.

A WilliamEst Story An Erotic Courtroom Drama, Thriller And Love Story Smut and Sexual Tension Alert "Objection, your honor. But to what-his tactics or my own desire?" Est built his reputation on precision-calculating every move, never letting emotions interfere. But when a scandal forces him out of his firm, the last thing he expects is an offer from their fiercest competitor. Taking the job means swallowing his pride. Worse, it means working side by side with William. His greatest rival. His sharpest competition. The man he's spent years trying to beat. Their clashes in the courtroom are legendary. But outside of it? The real battle is just beginning. Because the closer they work, the more the lines between strategy and attraction start to blur. And when tension spills beyond the legal war, Est realizes he's fighting something far more dangerous. Some cases can be won with logic. This one? He's losing to something neither of them can control.

Short story kinda long chapters . Just a quick warning, I promise you it's not what it seems, the plot twist is something you will never imagine, I want to see you try and guess what will happen , no cheating. Try to guess , I promise you you'll never be able to predict what happens. ___________________________________________ ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓ When you're a kid normally you'd have a childhood best friend, or a childhood girlfriend or boyfriend or just a childhood friend. But my childhood was different, cause unlike most people I had a childhood enemy, rival. Yeah.... I wish I was kidding but I'm not . Ever since I learned how to walk and talk I was taught to hate this one guy , Damian.

Two powerful women. One fragile alliance. And a desire they're both trying to outrun. When Amara Voss, the cold and calculating heir to the Voss Syndicate, forms a truce with Selena Torres, the razor-sharp negotiator of the Morano cartel, the city holds its breath. Their partnership was supposed to be strategic - nothing more, nothing less. But danger has a way of pushing enemies closer. Bullets, betrayal, rooftop standoffs... and the kind of tension that makes looking away impossible. Amara hides grief behind iron walls. Selena hides secrets that could burn everything. Neither of them planned to want the other. Neither of them can afford it. In a world ruled by power, blood, and whispered threats... even an alliance can turn deadly. Will they survive their enemies - or the chemistry they refuse to acknowledge?

Her boss. Who would've guessed? - #2 in lesbianlove #1 in shefellfirst #3 in lesbians #2 in sapphic #1 in shefellharder #1 in bossxemployee Thank you for reading.

An angel and a rebel. A scholarship girl and a playgirl. When their worlds collide, sparks fly-and nothing will ever be the same. When Enid Jones-straight-A student and the perfect Islamic daughter-earns a scholarship to the prestigious Montrose Academy, she believes her life is finally falling into place. Her plan is simple: keep her head down, ace her classes, secure a scholarship to Yale, work a side job, and one day gain full custody of her younger sister from their abusive father. But trouble has other plans for Enid... and its name is Olivia Grayson. Carefree, rebellious, and notorious for breaking hearts, Olivia is Montrose Academy's golden girl. With her comes the infamous Golden Four, and a whirlwind of chaos Enid wants no part of. At least, that's what she tells herself. Because Olivia isn't just interested in Enid-she's made it her mission to strip away the saintly image everyone sees and uncover the fire hidden beneath. But what if it's Olivia's carefully crafted "bad girl" façade that begins to crumble first... all because of a certain brunette who was never supposed to matter? ๑ "After what you and your stupid friends did to me, isn't it enough? Do you really have to rub it in my face?" I snapped, my voice shaking with fury. Olivia just smirked, stepping closer until her warm minty breath fanned against my lips. My pulse went wild, betraying me. "I'm only just getting started, angel," she whispered in that husky voice of hers. "And I'll stop... the moment I hear you moan my name." ๑ An angel and a rebel. A scholarship girl and a playgirl. Can love survive when it's least expected-or will it destroy them both?

Amaris never expected to find herself falling for Cassie, the quiet, guarded girl who just moved into the neighborhood. As their friendship deepens, so does the tension between them, leaving Amaris torn between her growing feelings and the fear of risking what they already have. But with Cassie's tragic past and unspoken truths, neither of them is ready to confront the emotions that could either tear them apart or bring them closer than ever. Will they navigate the slow burn of their connection? Or will fear and doubt keep them from discovering what's truly between them?

"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.