Grace's dream had always been to become a famous actress. She dreamt of doing what she loved the most as a job, the film sets, the award shows, everything about it. So when she unexpectedly lands a role in a high-budget movie, she knows her life is about to change forever. But maybe, not in the way she thinks. Her encounter with Isabella, a worldwide famous actress with a reputation for having a cold attitude, will impact her more than she thinks.

"Some women are poetry, Others are the cuts they leave behind." ______________ Tara's voice cut through the room like a blade. "I shouldn't have dated a fucking child. You're immature! Do you even realize-?" "I'm not a child," Ishaani snapped back, chest rising, pulse hammering. Tara's eyes narrowed, voice low and trembling with restrained fury. "The way you behave... it shows differently. I never should've been with you-" "I didn't beg you to, bitch," Ishaani shot, defiance in every syllable. Tara whirled, sharp as a whip. "Bitch?" Almost instantaneously spotting her fuck-up, Ishaani let out a breathless, involuntary "Oh-oh." Before she could recover, Tara's hand shoved her firmly against the door, making her spine echo the point. Her Hazel eyes glared like velvet knives. "A Bitch?....Definitely then...." She trailed off, as she let her hands wander along Ishaani's watch, "Fine, I'm the bitch. And you'd be lucky if you even get to sleep on the floor outside this bitch's room tonight." She spat venomously. ______________ What began as a harmless crush on her sister's best friend during a sultry, Delhi summer has ignited into a storm of worship and reverence, Ishaani can no longer pretend to oversee. Not when she forgets how to inhale, if Tara's cruel words and meticulously harsh demeanor isn't the one flipping her down. She met divinity in the eyes of the woman who destroyed her; Every glance, every brush of skin, every teasing word pulls her closer- and Tara Kapoor- political strategist, human right activist and an art curator-may be just as dangerously tempted. What happens when this tapestry of reverence hurls Ishaani into a whirlpool of extreme political vengeance and secrets the whole of Delhi NCR shan't whisper? ______________

Being forced to transfer to a new school because of your ex-girlfriend is never easy, especially when you are the only one that isn't part of the 1% when it comes to money. But what Riven Dagger doesn't know is that she soon will be part of the popular group when she falls for the most popular girl in school (again). Collins Frost is the richest girl in town, the best player on the basketball team, and the popular girl. Her life is seen as perfect. But her breaking up with her boyfriend she no longer has the 'perfect' relationship. However, she finds the perfect girl when she least expected. ..................... "Oh so you are just sexually frustrated?" I tease. "Because of you. I mean have you seen yourself. How could I not be?" "Collins Frost, are you just trying to get into my pants?" I ask with dramatics. "If you want me to" she winks.

"𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞." "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭." A 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎𝐬 story. Two bestfriends, 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 and 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐨. They had been friends since middle school, it's always been that way. Though one has feelings she couldn't admit to loud and the other does anything in her power to push them down. When those feelings start coming to light, who's to say if their friendship was just platonic or what happens when the friendship starts to fade and become something more deeper? Scarlett's & Vanessa's Pov.

𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.

She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?

One is cold as ice. The other - fire that never burns silently. Amelia Harrington - successful, flawless, uncompromising. She's the cold, impeccable, ruthless owner of a law firm and a teacher with merciless perfectionism and rules that no one is allowed to break. Alexandra Sawyer - young, fiery, ambitious. A lawyer pursuing a master's degree in English teaching. She believes the heart matters more than cold calculation - and she's not afraid to prove it. Their first meeting is a random argument in a coffee shop. The second is a surprise exam - where Amelia holds all the power. And uses it. It should've ended there. But where ice meets fire... there's always steam. And this story is all about it. Two women who can't get along - and can't stay away.

Iris Heathers and Aurora Romane find themselves falling for one another despite their dynamic. Iris enters Aurora's life as only a babysitter for her child, Ariella. However, she becomes much more than that with time. Aurora held no shame in her commitment to the other woman, disregarding her title entirely. The Babysitter is a 'fast-paced' story about two women who fall in love, overcoming all obstacles that present themselves ahead.

The Intentions Series #1 Her Intentions #2 My Intentions "I should bend you over this desk and fuck your tight pussy" my boss said while kissing down my neck. I couldn't help but moan as she slowly moved against my body. I wanted to tease her a bit, so I turned around with our fronts facing each other, and I groped her dick. "What's stopping you?" She groaned lowly, and her grip on my waist tightened. I unbuckled her belt and slid my hand into her underwear to take her dick out. I looked down to see her cock dripping with precum. I froze in place just looking at how big it was. I looked back up to see her watching me with a smirk planted on her face. I'm trying to figure out how it will fit. Swiftly, she bends me over her desk and pulls up my dress. She didn't give me time to say anything before slamming into me. "FUCKKK!" ***** Giovanni Romano is the CEO of the most successful company in the world. She is strong in and out of bed. She's also intersex, meaning she was born with a dick. She is 30 years old Valeria Ramirez just finished college and is looking for a job. She gets a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be the assistant of Giovanni Romano herself. Valeria always had a crush on her, and now that she was going to be working with her, it was like a dream come true. She is 22 years old.

After a messy year, all Sarah wants is to stay focused. She's 18, in her final year of high school, and determined to stay out of trouble. But things get complicated when she meets her new English teacher, Ms. Miller. Addison Miller is the last person Sarah should be drawn to. She's twice her age, her teacher, recently divorced, and completely off-limits. Strict, unreadable... and somehow, strangely familiar. Sarah knows she shouldn't get involved. But knowing is one thing, wanting is another entirely. Slow burn | Teacher x Student | Age gap