"I want to write poetry with my tongue inside of you Mi Amore". A young journalist, Celeste, goes undercover to investigate a reclusive billionaire's, Sante Morelli, rumored secret life. She infiltrates his world and uncovers not just his hidden past but also an irresistible chemistry between them.

{ Book 1 of the Marino Series } "Don't ever walk alone." My mother once said. Well, about that... I might've walked alone & witnessed a brutal murder. If it isn't the consequences of my own actions... I witnessed a murder & now I've gained a stalker, a man who's dangerous & a psychopath. Well a sexy psychopath. Emilio Marino. READ!!👇🏾 !Warning! This story contains, violence, smut, A LOT OF NAMING CALLING, humor & death. If you cannot handle neither of these, do not read stink🧍🏽‍♀️. Started: 09/05/22 Finished: 03/09/23

+18 Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

He Watches Velvet By night, Velvet owns the stage-neon lights, slow music, and hungry eyes that never truly touch her. She's learned how to be wanted without being known, desired without being damaged. But someone in the crowd isn't just watching. Anonymous notes appear. Details no stranger should know. A presence that feels closer than the music, heavier than the lights. He knows her routines, her fears... her real name. He doesn't see Velvet as a fantasy. He sees her as his. As obsession blurs into protection and fear starts to feel like safety, Velvet must decide whether to disappear-or face the man who's been watching her all along. Because some eyes don't blink. And some love doesn't let go.

"Where is it?" I grit, looking down at him. When he doesn't respond, I stand in front of the screen to block his view and force him to look at me. "You're so childish, you know that?" I analyse with a squint. My eyes trail behind him, to the centre of his sheets on the bed and my phone lights up with a notification. He must've caught it too because he reaches back before I can even react and pushes the phone into the waistband of his shorts. "I was actually gonna give it back to you at the door then you cursed at me, so now I changed my mind." I release the biggest self controlling sigh, step forward and grab at the neck of his shirt, threateningly. "Leo do not play with me, I will reach in and take it. No hesitation." His eyes meet mine and he chuckles before grabbing my wrists with his large hands and speedily flipping me so I land with my back flat against the bed with him now towering over me, his knees beside my thighs on the mattress. "Go on then," He smirks. "Take it." •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Leonardo Blanc and Noémie Moreau have known each other longer than they can both remember. They grew up together, attended the same schools as each other, spent summer vacations together and even almost shared the same birthday as each other. Yet neither could stand the other. Every last interaction between them is either an argument, a fight or a petty game that Noémie could never win. Leo has always known exactly just how to get under Noémie's skin, despite having a huge secret soft spot for her. Still, Noémie hates that he's got her all figured out. Yet, after so many years...she still can't read him.

It's sicken . The overwhelming love , but you keep coming back . It pulls you in like a magnet refusing to let go . You run he chases . You leave he follows . You hide he finds . You cry he torments . It's an obsession you can't let go of . Can your heart handle it ? The sorrow The pain The love The guilt The beauty The ugly The light The darkness It's everything and more . It's like a drug , you can't stop using . You'd overdose from it and die happily. _______________________________________

after their relationship ended rather badly in high school they finally get the chance of meeting again after 6 years but what will happen when Owen realised that he had children he never knew about, will they be able to save their relationship or will it all turn out to be a massive disaster. second book in a duology, cannot be read as a stand alone. started - 25 • 12 • 24 ended - 24 • 05 • 25

Noah always gets everything he desires and lives the dream life of millions. He's rich, famous parents, and head of the football team. He gets girls thrown at him every second and parties every weekend. Taylor is new in town and confident and adjustable pretty quickly. She's pretty in denial about Noah though. Can Taylor and Noah draw closer together while dealing with family and friendship.

"I'm serious," I snap, glaring at him from across the kitchen island. "If somebody touches you again, I'm setting their car on fucking fire." Malachi just stares at me for a long second, built ass leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest. "Is arson your fucking solution to everything?" "Yes." "Shut the fuck up and come sit on my lap."

"Will it kill you to back the fuck up?" I snapped. "Yes, princess," he whispered sweetly against my ear, voice full of that sick affection. "It would. I would drop dead right here if I couldn't be next to you." "My lucky day," I muttered sarcastically.