𝑳𝒀𝑳𝑨𝑯 𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺𝑶𝑹, just another puppet for her parents' image, for their name and status, was the picture-perfect young woman, the one whose piercing blue eyes could shatter souls with just a glance. She held the power over everyone and everything, as she made sure to bury every fragment of her true soul in a ground that not even the quickest and most innocent one of her thoughts was allowed to step on. 𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑨 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑹𝑬𝑹𝑨, repeatedly trying to change herself in order to fit, once again, into her family's sick standards. The blonde failed to fulfill her dreams, now just a delicate piece of art that everyone ignored to look at the more popular and admired one: her older brother. She had everything: the looks, the intellect, the attitude, the manners. Just not the desire to experience a religious-ideal romance. After Lylah and Anthea's first encounter that caused flames between them, the souls of the two attracted each other like two opposite poles, pulling them into a constant fire that would offer them liberty in exchange of permanent scars on their bodies and souls. Or just turn them into ashes. [18+]

The seduction dripped off of her tongue, just like I desired to be, her low voice entrancing me with the dangerously sadistic melodies of a siren song, with the most terribly sinful lyrics. "I could kill you right now, Angel." She inched closer towards me, "right here," her eyes raking over my body, sizing me up, slowly. The lustful grey in them soon lifted back up, intimidating mine. Her harsh words screamed murderous intent, but the look in her eyes whispered a different kind of sin. I couldn't tell whether my breath hitched at her cruel threat, or the yearning pulse between my... She interrupted my stream of consciousness, poisoning it with every still second, keeping her gaze on mine with her depraved hand that reached out to caress the bruised side of my neck. "But I have something else in mind." ══════════════════ She killed him. Everyone knows it. Why'd she do it? No one knows. All that matters is that they can't prove it. And even if they could, they wouldn't dare to do, or say anything about it. She was dangerous, merciless and heartless. And now, she's boss. There's only so many people who kill their way to the top, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡. I guess there are just a few certain things people would 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 for... whether it's power, seduction, or 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. Angeline Kelleher, her new secretary, seems to be the only one to confront her about her calloused ways of replacing the previous mafia boss after his mysterious death. Unfortunately for Angeline, resisting the sexual temptation of the devil is not an easy sport. And resisting falling inlove may be even harder, especially with someone who she wasn't sure was even capable of such a feeling... Hopefully 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 angel doesn't fall and break her wings. 𝑂𝑢𝑐ℎ． ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ #1 in lesbian (October 2025)

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?

This book may NOT be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author. Camille Rousseau is used to the pressure. As the daughter of a legendary figure skater, she's spent her entire life striving to be the best-pushing herself harder, faster, and farther. But when she's forced to share the ice with Aurora Bennett, Camille's world is turned upside down. Aurora doesn't just glide on the ice; she owns it. Confident, competitive, and effortlessly talented, Aurora is everything Camille hates-everything Camille fears she'll never be. The two are rivals, both driven by the weight of family expectations and their burning need to be the top athlete. But when fate and the rink force them into close quarters, the animosity between them begins to shift into something neither of them can control. Trapped together, their forced proximity ignites a firestorm of tension. Camille can't decide if she wants to throttle Aurora or kiss her. Aurora's confidence rattles Camille's composure, and every touch on the ice sends sparks flying. But as they push each other to new limits, they find that their rivalry is just the beginning of something much deeper, more complicated-and far more dangerous to their hearts.

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?

All Rosemary wanted was to receive the education she needed to secure a promising future. Not knowing she had just walked into the secret playgrounds of the elite, where they lived out their wildest fantasies. The last thing she wanted was to stand out from the crowd, but she also wanted nothing to do with the shenanigans. And worst of all? She had to deal with her new roommate, the notorious "it girl" who everyone worshiped. Somehow, becoming her full-time tutor and "babysitter". The job definitely didn't come easy when Violet tried every little intimidation to scare and annoy her away. Between the bickering and closeness, lines began to blur but could their stubbornness be bigger than whatever feelings had emerged? Behind the secretive walls, Montgomery was known for its parties, midnight getaways, and not so "legal-friendly" acts. Nothing compared to how it displayed itself to the public eye. Far off from being the most prestigious school as it claimed to be.