Maison has spent most of her life living a lie, alone and running. Running from her past. But when news spreads in her home town, she packs her life up and runs, anywhere, and preferably something small. When she stumbles upon Wisteria cove, she searches for a place to stay, falling no where else but in a house with two men. Dominant, best friends, and beautiful, River and Larson are the kind of men who don't take no for an answer, and when they want something... they get it. With already having all the trauma and pain in her past, it's probably best if she stays away... The only question is if they'll let her... and if she wants to. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 for younger me, who wanted to be his first choice. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ♡ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ COMPLETED. ♡ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Bailey Walker was living comfortably with her best friend, she was planning for her future with every step she took. Baking her emotions into a variety of different desserts. When her father dies unexpectedly she decides to pick up everything and move down to the small town of Crescent Creek where her best friend used to live in. She wanted something new, something her father couldn't take from her. What happens when she literally crashes her car into the small town instead of arriving quietly? And what happens when she falls for the town's hero, the same man who saved her life? Greyson Beaufort was carefree, he held zero responsibilities on his shoulders, unlike his three younger brothers. He ran through fires like he was indestructible. He lived on the adrenaline. He didn't think twice when it came to saving somebody's life especially if fire was involved. When he saves Bailey from a car crash he feels the need to get to know her. What he doesn't know is that Bailey comes with a shitload of responsibilities. It doesn't help that Bailey now has a stalker...Will he be willing to drop his carefree role and be responsible for her? Will they get their happily ever after or Will he lose Bailey and everything he's ever cared for?

Beau Kingsley prefers tools over people, quiet over chaos, and fixing things over talking about feelings. While his brothers run the family business empire and Hollywood, Beau keeps to himself-content running his dad's old hardware store and staying out of the spotlight. Lily Carter is sunshine in human form-sweet, chaotic, and freshly heartbroken. She's also Beau's younger brother's best friend and assistant... and has known the Kingsleys since she was a kid. When a burst pipe floods Lily's apartment, she ends up crashing in Beau's guest room-just for two weeks. But close quarters, late-night heart-to-hearts, and one too many shared pancakes make it a little harder to ignore the feelings they've both been hiding for years. He's grumpy. She's sunshine. And their story? Might just be built to last. Part of the "Collide Into Ruin" Universe

𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒅 | age regression ❝ 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟. ❞ when the classification exam puts a little star next to your name instead of a big one, your whole world shifts. minnie park always assumed she'd follow in her mother's footsteps - steady, nurturing, strong. a caregiver through and through. the test said otherwise. now she's navigating pull-ups in college hallways, a pacifier in her backpack, and a best friend who won't return her calls. and then there's him. mateo reyes. volleyball player. 247 cm of patience she never asked for. she doesn't want a daddy. she doesn't want any of this. but littlespace doesn't care what you want. it only knows what you need. 🍼 - - - [ sfw agere | cglre | littlespace ] [ slow burn | hurt/comfort ] [ she resists everything. he waits anyway. ]

Rhett was introverted. Really introverted. The only person he ever saw was his roommate, Win. So, when he begins to struggle with age regressing unconsciously, Rhett has to bite the bullet and ask the only person he knows for help. Win was easy-going. Compassionate, generous, and curious to the point of endangerment. So, when his roommate is in need of a temporary caregiver, he offers himself without hesitation. After all, how hard could it be to take care of a little?

"The lease is signed. The rules are simple. Don't touch my roommates. Too bad nobody told them the rules." Nadia Reyes needed cheap rent and a fresh start. What she got was a lease she can't break, a brother who won't stop calling, and four infuriatingly attractive football players who have every reason to keep their distance. She didn't know they were her brother Marcus's teammates when she signed the paperwork. By the time she figured it out, the keys were already in her hand. Now she's living under the same roof as: Cole Davenport - starting quarterback, chronic flirt, and the only person on campus who makes her laugh and want to throw something at the same time. Rhett Calloway - team captain, built like a wall, speaks in grunts and meaningful silences. She's pretty sure he hates her. She's less sure she hates him back. Zac Torres - the hothead with a short fuse and an even shorter patience for her sharp mouth. Every argument ends with them standing three inches apart, breathing hard. Eli Nguyen - kind, careful, and quietly falling apart every time she smiles at him. He knows better. He just can't stop. The rules are clear: Marcus's sister is completely off limits. Nadia's made it very clear she doesn't need anyone's protection. And yet - boundaries blur when you share a kitchen, a couch, a front porch at 2am. She's not here to fall for anyone. They're not supposed to let her. Some rules were made to be broken. Off Limits is a contemporary reverse harem romance featuring enemies-to-lovers tension, forbidden dynamics, slow burns that actually pay off, and a heroine who refuses to apologize for taking up space. She doesn't choose. That's the whole point.

Gemmaine Zenetti - He's the one man who is strictly off-limits: my dad's best friend. I stole a kiss that wasn't mine to take. But in my defense, he stole my heart first. Now, he's made it his mission to act like I don't exist, but he forgot one thing-I've never been good at following the rules. And now that I'm living under his roof, I'm going to make sure he breaks every single one of his. Nathaniel Fischer - She's a liability I can't afford. My best friend's daughter. Once a loud little girl, now a woman who seems designed to dismantle my control. I promised to protect her, to keep her in line. But Gemmaine Zenetti is a whirlwind of chaos, and the more I try to discipline her, the more I realize I'm the one who's losing his grip. I'm supposed to take care of her, but who's going to protect her from me? ~~~ "Hmmm. What made this pussy so wet? You're soaking my couch." The question was a low taunt, and I whimpered, a fresh wave of humiliation and desire washing over me. I was so aroused. "Please, Nate!" I begged, my voice broken and desperate. "Please what, love?" "Pl-please touch me! Please, I want to come." I didn't care how pathetic I sounded. "Fuck, what made this pussy so wet?" He finally slipped his fingers beneath the saturated lace, his calloused fingertips sliding through my slick folds. "You love being spanked, don't you, little slut." "Y-yes. Please, I want to come," I sobbed, pushing back against his hand. "Ah, but you've been naughty," he chided, his voice a dark whisper. "Bad girls don't deserve to come, don't you think?"

𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅. 𝑨 𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒗𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆. Malina was just a girl when Alexei korolev became a part of her life-a terrifying, magnetic presence with blood on his hands and secrets in his eyes. Years later, When they happened to live together... and suddenly, Alexei can't look away. She's off-limits. Untouchable. But every time she calls him "Old Man" in that sweet voice, every time she dares to defy him-he gets closer to breaking the rules he swore never to cross. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐳𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐚. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐡𝐤𝐚. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭. But claiming her means crossing a line that could destroy everything-family, loyalty... and his own soul. Because once he has her, he's never letting go. Even if it costs him everything. "𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂," he growled, his voice low and rough, the kind that ignited a fire deep in her core. She looked up at him, breath shaky, desire written all over her flushed face. "𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆... 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆, 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏." That was all he needed. No more rules. No more restraint. Just her-exactly the way she wanted. And he'd give her everything. Their chemistry is dangerous. Their connection, deadly. Because loving her means betrayal. And touching her means war. But monsters like him don't fall in love... do they? #81 blood #2 fiesty #2 dadsbestfriend #758 revenge #12 heavysmut #17 pakhan #642 russianmafia #218 strongfmc

Mia Cherie X Aaron Valentino I gasp into his mouth, my hands fisting in his soaked shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer and needing to feel every inch of him against me. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, and I moan, my knees going weak. But he doesn't let me fall. His arms wrap around my waist, holding me up, grounding me, anchoring me to him. The rain pours down around us, but all I feel is heat, his body pressed against mine and his hands in my hair, on my back, everywhere. When he finally pulls back, we're both panting, our foreheads pressed together. "You're mine" he murmurs, his voice rough and possessive. "Say it." "I'm yours" I whisper. "Say it again." "I'm yours, Aaron." Tropes: Badboy x Goodgirl Rich mmc x scholarship student fmc Kill anyone who touches her (literally) 👀 HEA

He's the billionaire heir who has everything. She's the scholarship girl who has nothing. I was content with my quiet life. I asked for nothing and expected even less. Then Adrian Hawthorne set his eyes on me. He decided I was his. His new project. His unwanted obsession. He says he'll ruin me. He promises to tear down my world until he's the only one left. What he doesn't know is that I'm already broken. And he might just be the one to shatter completely. A dark billionaire romance with a possessive hero, a "touch her and you die" vibe, and secrets that could destroy them both. "His to Ruin" is a standalone dark romance novel. It is part of the book series "The Hawthorne Legacy #1" ______ "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else, Lilia. When I'm done with you, the memory of my touch will be a brand on your skin. The sound of my voice will be the only thing you hear in your dreams. You will crave me. You will beg for me." My breath hitched, my entire body frozen in a state of horrified paralysis. He leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear, the contact sending a bolt of pure, unadulterated electricity through me. "And the best part?" he breathed, his voice a silken, venomous promise. "You're going to love every second of it." He pulled back, his eyes blazing with a triumphant, predatory fire. He had seen the flicker of response in my eyes, the traitorous shiver that had run down my spine. He knew he had struck a nerve. That was what finally broke the spell. Rage, pure and absolute, surged through me, burning away the fear. I yanked my hand back, my palm connecting with his cheek with a sharp, satisfying crack that echoed in the silent aisle. He didn't even flinch. He just stood there, a slow, terrifying smirk spreading across his face as he gently touched the reddening mark on his cheek. "There's that fire," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark, appreciative hunger. "I can't wait to taste it."