Velora Academy was meant to unite the realm. Light and shadow. Magic and legacy. But beneath its towers, something older is waking. And she was never meant to survive it. Isabella Thornevale arrives at the academy with fading power and too many watching eyes. They whisper about her. Doubt her. But something inside her is changing. And the one person who's never looked twice at anyone, is now the only one looking at her like he sees everything. In a school full of secrets, trials, and divided loyalties, she'll have to choose: obey the light... or listen to the dark. He was made of shadow. She was born in light. Together, they might just rewrite fate.

The now graduated Kim Torres has a chance to work in an office,offered by her friend.When they arrive she immediately spots the hottest man she's ever seen and has no clue he's the boss there. He is rich,tall and an egoistic person and they don't get along.His appearance and his fragrance draw her in.While her story she goes through a lot; family issues and stuff,but despite all the pain and regret her boss,Mr.Collins is there for her and takes care of her.After all the teasing and tension the ice breaks between the two. "Who do you think you're talking to?" He asked and his voice was deeper,scarier. "Then take your anger out on me! " I yell back and his face doesn't change,it's like he's satisfied.He keeps silent so I walk to the bed when he grabs my arm pulling me back.He attacks my neck and I tilt my head back giving him access. "I've been taking it easy on you." "And I bet you enjoyed every single time we've been close to each other.Right?" He asked with his hand on my waist. "Right Kim?" He asks whispering in my ear and gets closer to me.My breathing quickened and I'm shivering under his touch. "Yes," 📍Rankings #1 office romance #1 boss #2 kinky #1 goodgirl #1 stronglanguage #2 wattpadstory

My chest is rising and falling rapidly while my body moves closer and closer to hers. "If he had forced himself anymore on you. Or had done anything to you, I would have lost it. I would have killed that fucking bastard. And all because you can't listen to me. And no shit right now I even feel like spanking you, for making me lose control." Those last words even shock me, this isn't anything I have done before but she makes me want it. Her breath hitches and her legs seem to clench together. Holy shit! There's no holding back anymore, my body presses hard against hers pushing her full force against the back of the elevator. My hand reaches into her hair pulling it gently making her look up at me. "You fucking like that thought don't you?", watching her gulp hard looks so damn hot. "Answer me!" ~~~~ Dean Arlington has grown up in a wealthy family with a major business reaching out into all kinds of branches. Dean himself as CEO of Arlington Industries is in charge of several of these branches at the young age of only 24. 23 year old Kiara Summers has grown up in a completely different world and has always worked hard to get where she is today, to lead a better life than she is used to. Starting a new job in an important position during the day and being her real self in the evening, is supposed to be her way up. From the first moment Dean, who is used to having total control over everything, meets strong and feisty Kiara, a brewing storm is inevitable. Only a few words from her are enough to judge her and know he is going to hate her, while she doesn't even care who he is. She's not someone to be controlled which drives Dean insane. They couldn't be more different and yet the same. Both hiding their real selves, secrets and passion. Can they overcome fears, dark secrets and more? ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️Story contains mature language, erotic scenes, mature themes, traumatic situations!!!!!! Not suited age under 18!!!! Ranked 1# sexiness 23rd march 2021

His lips trail down my neck, sending shivers all over. "I love looking at you," he breathes, brushing the hair off my shoulders. "Will you let me?" My wild heart seeks his. "Yes." For a long moment, I just feel his gaze. Then, his hands. They skim down my spine as his lips find my throat. I lean back into his palms, my eyes closing. He kisses between my breasts, then across them, swirling his tongue and kissing, always kissing. He pulls my arms out to kiss them, all the way to my wrists...all the way back. He presses affection into my skin, injects trust into my veins. Then he eases me to my back and does it all over again. ******* An obscure tutoring opportunity brings Camila closer to three friends: Noah, Jed, and Fox. After hiding in the shadows for so long, Cam is coaxed to the light. STANDALONE NOVEL Copyright © 2024-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

COMPLETED✅ When Tatiana gets stood up by her groom, Ace Black, whom is her rapist by the way, she gets married to his older brother Silas. Watch them navigate this newfound relationship on fragile eggshells, until maybe they discover that this twist of fate was a blessing in disguise for both of them. ❣️❣️❣️ Excerpt: "I'm afraid" She muttered at the dead of the night. He brought her closer, rubbing his hand on her arm back and forth "I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you" He assured her and she looked up at him "Promise?" She murmured against his chest. "Promise" He gave her his word and then pulled the blankets on both of them, fighting the cold away. Moments passed until she closed her eyes. He looked at her with bubbly eyes, having missed her the entire week. Then a terrifying idea downed on him, he shouldn't get so attached to her. She wasn't his. She was his brother's girl from the beginning and he would only take her until Ace came back from wherever he was to claim her back. That's what he - she- wanted anyway, right? ❣️❣️❣️ *contains mature themes. *contains mature language. *is a 3rd person PoV. #13 in darkacademia #2 in bride #2 in abusive #10 in ForcedMarriage #6 in ForbiddenLove #5 in forced #1 in shortstory #11 in newadult #11 in youngadult #14 in love #1 in MatureLanguage #6 in SlowBurn #9 in ArrangedMarriage

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

Hannah And her Happy Harem After spending her entire life training to become an Olympic level gymnast only to suffer one too many injuries for her body to stay competitive in the sport she loved. Hannah finds herself in deep financial trouble. With few marketable skills outside the gym. To pay the bills and help her family, Hannah comes up with a creative, exotic side business. She got a little carried away being creative with the business aspect though and might be in over her head. Everything had been going fine. No one had noticed what she was doing, her business was doing great. She was able to take care of herself and her father comfortably. That is until her latest performance circuit. She had finally booked some big shows, a top tier set at Red, a night performing at a new drag cabaret bar, and finally a private show for an international company. It was supposed to be another long weekend of working two jobs at once. Just like all the other ones she had suffered through the past three years. Except on this trip, irresistible men keep finding her, and she can't find it in herself to resist. One after another, Hannah finds men she can't stop thinking about, men who feel like they are a part of her. Men who know how to pleasure her in ways she had no idea she needed. Men who have more than a few confessions to make to her when the time is right. Enjoy trailing behind Hannah through a whirlwind, steamy romance. Smut warning of highest order. It is reverse harem after all. Girl is going to get it good friends.

"Watch it." "Watch it," I mock him in a whisper, feeling brave. Suddenly, he gets up from his stool and stalks towards me. His large frame towering over my sitting form. I swallow the last bit of my pancakes slowly, my eyes wandering up his body until they stop at his face. He seems displeased. Very much so. His hand grabs the part where my head and neck connect and he slowly but firmly tilts my head back, his fingers tangling in my hair. His skin is rough on mine but still oddly comforting. "What did you just say?" He asks, each of his words pronounced slowly and precisely. "I-I-I j-just.. I was j-just joking." I barely choke out. "You were just joking, huh?" "Mhm." I nod, my head subconsciously leaning into his touch my eyes closing on their own accord. His thumb caresses my cheekbone and I never want him to stop. I have never had a male being make me feel this good before. Don't get me wrong I did kiss a few people but it never felt as good as what he is doing right now. "Romy?" "Yes," I breathe out, biting my lip. His thumb is quick in pulling it from between my teeth. "Nevermind." He rushes out, detaching his hand from my face. Hey Guys! I hope you enjoy my story. If you do, please leave a vote, thank you :) Highest rankings: #1 in sexy #1 in hot #1 in olderguy #2 in marriage #9 in romance #1 in fiction #6 in newadult #1 in completed #4 in possessive #2 in alphamale #4 in mature #1 in mechanic #2 in details #1 in summer #6 in realistic #13 in love #10 in agegap

Enemies-to-lovers * Bickering/bantering Boss/employee * Romantic comedy with a HEA He says I'm a hemorrhoid and a massive dark cloud without a silver lining. I consider him a bosshole and heartless prick--because that's what he is and more. I've never met my boss. He works only through emails. I was two months in at my new job, when I had to fly to Florida to bury my grandmother. The night of her funeral, an overly hot man approached me while I was in the middle of trying to meet a deadline, wondering if I'd be interested in having a wild night with him. It had been a couple years since I Iast been with a man. I was pissed at my boss, and he was good looking, so I accepted his offer. Next, I emailed my boss telling him I wasn't making the deadline because I was going to get laid. And I did... lots of it. The next morning he was gone. Months later, I run into my boss--in the dark--on masquerade night at a sex club. Let's just say we had an interesting moment. After that I wanted to kill him more than I already wanted to. Weeks later. I had the shock of my life when we met face to face at my best friends wedding. Callum's a one-and-done type of guy. And I wasn't looking for love either. But our friends had other plans for us. They thought we were the perfect match and did all they could to set us up. Will us two stubborn hotheads see we're meant to be? Credit for cover: https://selfpubbookcovers.com/RLSather