Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most visible success story: a fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation polished to perfection. From the outside, everything about her reads as control. However, beneath the structure, Soleil is volatile. Petty. Bratty. Childish. Defiant in ways that don't belong in the world she dominates, and far less interested in discipline than she is in breaking it. Her world works because people adjust around her. Until someone doesn't. When her father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to tolerate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply rooted in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through sanctuaries and society with quiet certainty, guided by devotion, restraint, and something far more rigid than faith. Willow does not bend. She observes. She corrects. She endures. And when she cannot control something, she destroys it. They do not understand each other. They do not want to. Because Soleil doesn't respect boundaries. And Willow doesn't forgive trespass. They were never meant to share a house. But in a city that thrives on performance, the difference between discipline and repression begins to blur...the line between temptation and control becomes dangerously easy to cross.

Vampires and werewolves. Two species with pasts of bloody war all under one roof in the shape of an academy. Riverwood Academy. Hidden for only vampires and werewolves to find. Sworn enemies under one roof for the sake of peace. But not love. Not until now at least. **** Emerson POV There's no way. I can't be.. I thought to myself as her scent seemed to surround my body like a blanket making itself known. "But you are and you know it. We know it." Carter said calmly, speaking through our mind link as I stared at the vampire. We both knew what this meant. We were mates.

Princess Isadora of Astoria has felt the weight of the crown for longer than she can remember, she's been polished into the future leader everyone expects her to be, she's been taught how to walk, how to smile, how to react and to never under any circumstances put anything above duty and what's right. Alessa Sinclair knows exactly whats right or wrong, she just simply doesn't care, her mother being the president of the country allows her the freedom which she isn't afraid to use, she's never met anyone who wouldn't fall at her feet from admiration. That's until she met the Princess, what's worse is that now not only do they need to work together in politics but even at their senior year of high school. Isadora can't wait to be done with it, Alessa lives for the thrill, what does that mean for them exactly?

Red, a powerful and dangerous woman, has built her empire on control and fear. But when Lila crosses her path, the lines between duty and obsession blur. Red wants nothing more than to kill Lila. Lila wants nothing more than to survive Red. But what begins as violence soon turns into something deeper- a consuming connection neither of them can escape. As secrets unravel and trust is tested, Red and Lila are forced to confront their darkest desires, risking everything for a love that could destroy them both.

Zora Sterling has everything, she is beautiful, she is rich, her parents own the school everyone would kill to get in to, the only thing that makes Zora tick is Jade Winslow, the low life no one who shouldn't even be there, Zora has to break her, ruin her and destroy everything still alive inside her until she runs back to where she came from, far away from her sight. Jade Winslow was lucky enough to get in a school like this with a scholarship, because this way she'll most likely get into her dream school Crownridge in England, that's the only thing that keeps her going that she only needs to survive one more year, only needs to survive one more year with Zora Sterling, who represents everything she hates. It's one more year, everything will go smoothly without any complications, right?

« I can't marry your son , because I like woman » « That's good, there's his sister » 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓? when Sanar discovers that her life is linked to an arranged marriage due to her family situation. could she live with the famous mystery woman, the most feared of all mafias, as the darkest secrets threaten their relationship. 𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢 𝔞 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔬 Mia 𝐀 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚

"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓." "𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏." 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 was never supposed to be chosen. Yet, out of sixty thousand models, she was. Now under the control of StarCorp's cold and untouchable founder, 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐬𝐬, Ella finds herself pulled into a world of luxury, lust, and the impossible standards of fame. But Taylor plays a slow game. And Ella? She's determined to prove she's not as easy to break as the girls before her. [DISCLAIMER: The intended audience for this book is 18+.] © Tear Me Down may not be reproduced, copied, reposted or translated in any way unless explicit permission is given directly from the author.

She gazed into her dark brown eyes with lust and pain. A rose as red as her tainted lips she'd put behind her ear, still holding it there, never wanting to let go. She put her forehead against hers as she whispered "You're just like a rose, beautiful but when you come too close you sting, not wanting others to see the pain behind your beauty. But you know what, I'm not scared, I won't give up on you no matter how much you make me bleed." She looked deep in thought, biting her lip and raising one of her eyebrows, and finally, she pressed her tainted lips against hers, letting their lips collide. They knew, that now, they would forever crave each others touch, they were in too deep. They'd fallen too hard. Never did they expect that their story wouldn't end there, and that years later they would be telling this exact story to none other than their own kids. Started: 11th September 2019 Finished: 20th June 2021

Ten years ago, Clara Reagan disappeared mysteriously. Despite continuous efforts of the police, the case eventually went cold with no leads other than the testimony of an 8-year-old girl. Arielle Reagan is a university student by day and an investigator by night. She knows who took her sister regardless of whether the police believe her. Ten years later, her memory of the night Clara disappeared is clear as day. She vows to find her sister regardless of any price it may come at. Aside from the those within the organization, Arielle has effectively distanced herself from everyone else. One day, she meets the captivating and stunningly beautiful Dr. Isabelle Williams. Isabelle is intrigued by the quietest student in her class and is determined to understand her, but Arielle is determined not to let anyone in for their own safety. Little does she know, Isabelle is also hiding a secret. Warning: 18+ story; contains BDSM, violence

Ella está completamente rota. Yo tengo la manía de querer repararlo todo. Ella es un perfecto desastre. Yo trato de estar planificada. Mi manía es el orden, y ella es un caos. Se aburre de la vida, habla del suicidio, nada la motiva excepto saltarse las reglas y ponerse al límite. Le gusta el peligro, a mí la cautela. El abismo vive en sus ojos. Y aunque somos tan diferentes, también somos inseparables. Sophia Pierce me habla del espacio, de otras vidas, de planetas. Y yo, supongo que soy su cable a tierra. No soy tan divertida. Quiero salvar vidas y me limito a la ciencia. Aunque mi reto principal, es salvarla a ella. Nunca pensé que mi último año de la preparatoria, sería el más emocionante. Yo, con solo dos amigos, una vida de estudios, se transformó en un revoltillo de emociones. Y por eso... quiero contar mi historia. A ella la expulsaron de su antiguo instituto. Después de cinco expulsiones "el destino" la llevó al mío. La amenazaron con que no duraría mucho. Yo deseaba que fuera así, hasta que el panorama cambió, y yo, que la odiaba, me encontraba esforzándome porque no la botaran. Así comienza esta historia: Me llamo Julie Dash y mi secreto es que estoy enamorada de mi mejor amiga.