SCARLETT Rule number one, never fall in love with your stepsister, rule number two, definitely and I mean definitely never fall in love with your stepsister who is a diagnosed psychopath. Thankfully I will be able to keep those rules easily since I never loathed anyone more than I loathe Sloane Blackwell. What she did I can never forgive and never forget. SLOANE Obsession is such an interesting feeling, you just get hooked and can't stop fixating on your prey. Too bad for Scarlett Beaumont the prey in question is her. She hates me oh so beautifully too, I know she'll never forgive me, good thing I don't need her to. She will be mine either way, I won't stop until she is, and her hate? That just keeps me warm at night. Let the games begin, shall we?

This is book one of the grand Devil series!!!!! : : : Book 1: Full Throttled Book 2: Rough Ride Book 3: Crash : : : I didn't stop until I was dangling over the side, looking down. My stomach dropped as I realized just how far the ground was below me. "That's not a nice thing to do." My legs froze, and I felt my heart grappled as Felix's voice reached me. Slowly, I turned my head, even though I was in a complicated, precarious situation, I still wanted to see her. She was leaning casually on her bike, a puff of smoke meandering from her mouth. At first, I thought it was fog, but then the wind carried the distinct scent of weed. Hmm. I wanted some of that. It wasn't like it was a hard drug-I just wanted to feel something different, live a little. She took another drag....

When Priscilla walks into Sloane's office, she's just another patient-guarded, broken, slow to trust. Sloane, a dominant and calculating therapist, is used to control. She knows how to push, how to read people, how to get what she wants. But Priscilla is different. What begins as therapy twists into something deeper-an electric pull neither of them can ignore. Sloane tells herself it's about healing, but her control is precise, obsessive... seductive. And Priscilla, under Sloane's careful influence, begins to lose sight of where her pain ends and Sloane begins. Because Sloane isn't just hiding secrets. She's using them. And the most dangerous thing about her is how far she'll go to keep Priscilla close. [ wlw romance between a therapist and her patient. Hold on tight, this a messy-dark romance ]

One is hiding from the world. The other is trying to find her place in it. Ellie is perfectly content with her single flat and her Criminal Minds marathon, and a healthy dose of Tumblr nostalgia-until MoonPetal45 enters the chat. As the pressure of her final year mounts, this online stranger becomes her greatest support. Dr. Pembrose knows the rules. As a professor, she should have blocked the charming, accident-prone student the moment she recognised her. But in the quiet of her new home, the line between mentor and admirer is blurring, and Ellie's frequent run-ins with gravity are making the doctor fall a little too hard.

⚠️this book is like 80% smuttt again if not 18+ don't click pls⚠️ Innocent. Sweet. A perfect angel. At least that's what they're supposed to believe. Isabella comes home at twenty-one with a smile too pure to question and a hunger sharp enough to cut glass. She doesn't run from devils. She tempts them. Provokes them. Dares them to lose control. And Valtora is the perfect devil for her. She knows exactly who Valtora is- off-limits, untouchable, a liability written in blood. A woman who built her empire on discipline and fear, who enforced the rules with violence and never allowed herself a weakness. Until Isabella. Isabella doesn't want protection. She wants to be chosen. She wants to belong to one woman and one woman only- the one she's dreamed of kneeling for long before she ever came home. She wants to be broken. Claimed. Ruined. And she knows Valtora will never look at her the way she wants... unless she makes her. So she comes back with a motive. A plan. A slow, deliberate game designed to make even the strongest devil crack. Valtora has no mercy. No softness. No room for mistakes. Until Isabella walks back into her life-grown, fearless, and far too aware of the power she holds. In a city ruled by men, Valtora is the devil they answer to. Isabella was forbidden. Off-limits. Untouchable. Valtora swore she'd never want her. Never need her. Never claim what could destroy her empire. But desire doesn't ask permission. The line between protection and possession blurs. Control turns into craving. And kneeling stops being a game. Because once Valtora decides Isabella is hers, there is no world where she lets her go. Not alive. Not breathing. Not ever. Kneeling isn't submission. It's a promise. And Valtora always collects what's owed. Will attraction, obsession, or even love be enough to stand strong in a world where love is seen as a weakness?

Katherine Baldwin-Crawford has always been confident. On the soccer field, she's a force. In the halls, she's effortlessly charming. But when it comes to love? That's the one game she can't seem to win. For years, she's been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Sophie. No one knows she's intersex, except for her family and Sophie. Valerie Winters has never had time for high school drama. As head cheerleader and student body, she's always been composed, polished, and in control. But with her parents pressuring her into a relationship she has no interest in, she needs a way out. A deal is struck. Katherine to distract herself from sophie, Valerie to get her parents off her back. It's perfect. Simple. No strings attached. What if the perfect play was never the one she planned? Book was at 1 million reads but got deleted by wattpad

I have no doubt she could feel my breathing on her face. I grabbed her chin with my hand and pulled her face even closer. "I'm not telling you to leave because I don't like your dick. I'm telling you to leave because I want your dick. I want it inside of me right now, and I want it in there until I fucking pass out. But I am a faithful person, even if I don't like the fucking bastard I am married to. So again I say. Get. The fuck. Out." I lowly growled at her.

"She's fucking weird and different than us" she said laughing. It made me so angry. I wanted to punch her but she was right in some way. "You know what? You're right, she's different" I said and she nodded her head "exactly" "She's different because she's better than all of us" --- This story will include: -detailed sexual content -sexual assault -mental health issues -drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -family issues

Sarah Fields, an 18 year old girl, who has gone through some of the worst possible traumas anyone could imagine, is going into her senior year of high school. She is a private person, and she doesn't let anyone other than her closest friends in. Sarah is also capable of having horrible attitude if pissed off. Scarlett switched to the high school to teach Crime and Justice and English. She has a law degree, but she uses that for different things. She's cold, bitchy, and she can intimidate anyone with a look on her face. What happens, when the student with an attitude and the cold, and bitchy teacher meet?

Veronika demonstrably does not have her life put together--unlike her debut novel, which only needs one last push. But between the minimum wage office job and the cracking studio apartment, where will she find the time? When Victoria--mysterious teenage rival itgirl frenemy from high school Victoria--pops back into her life hotter, mysterious-er, and butch-er, Ron is presented with an offer she can't refuse. aka a divorce attorney moonlighting as a "publicist" and an aspiring starved writer get fake married and then fall in love and then get real married 3rd person pov, veronika-focused, 30k words, they are both butch/masc lesbians