Book 3 of The Legacy Series Sienna Martinez has known Liv Williams her entire life. She watched her grow up. Braided her hair before elementary school. Treated her like the little sister she never had. That's why this is so wrong. Liv isn't little anymore. She's eighteen, confident, and moving into the room right next to Sienna's for her freshman year at UT and she's looking at Sienna like she's been waiting for this moment her whole life. Sienna should walk away. Should keep treating her like Harper's little sister. Should ignore the way her heart races every time Liv smiles at her. But they're living together now. Sharing walls. Sharing spaces. And Sienna is running out of places to hide. Harper is Sienna's best friend. Has been since they were born. She trusts Sienna with everything including her little sister. If Harper found out, she'd never forgive her. If anyone found out, everything would fall apart. But Liv knows exactly what she wants. And she's not giving up. "You're my best friend's sister." "I know." Some desires are too dangerous to resist. [18+ sapphic romance | best friend's sister | age gap (22/18) | forbidden relationship | forced proximity | living together | slow burn tension | family dynamics | The Legacy Series - can be read standalone]

"I hate you." "Good. I hate you too." "Then why can't I stop thinking about you?" ═════════════════════════ Cameron Price has spent her whole life being perfect UT's star forward. Dean's list. Boyfriend who plays pro. Daughter of the Longhorns' head coach. She says the right things, smiles the right way, and never lets anyone see her crack Jordan Mitchell has spent her whole life proving herself Texas State's captain. Rough edges, short fuse, and zero patience for people like Cameron. Daughter of the Bobcats' head coach. She doesn't do polished. She doesn't do perfect. And she has never, not once in twelve years, backed down from a Price Rival schools Rival coaches Rival daughters They've been at each other's throats since they were ten years old on the field, off it, every single time their worlds collide. It's the one thing in Cameron's life that doesn't feel rehearsed and Cameron's the one person Jordan has never been able to shake Same program. Same kids. Every Saturday for three months It's supposed to be uncomfortable and It is Just not in any way either of them prepared for Because hate doesn't do this. It doesn't make you notice every small thing about a person, the way she laughs, the way she argues, the way she looks at you like she already knows all your secrets Hate doesn't keep you awake at 2am replaying moments that shouldn't mean anything One kiss was supposed to end it Instead, it started something neither of them has a name for something that breaks every rule, crosses every line, and threatens everything they've each spent years building Their parents coach against each other. Their schools have a rivalry older than they are. There is no world where this works But they're running out of reasons to stop ═════════════════════════ Two rivals. One secret. Everything to lose

Riley Mitchell wears #10 like a crown The same number her mother wore when she was the golden girl of college soccer. But Riley isn't golden. She's reckless, impulsive, and carrying a legacy she never asked for. Tatum Hayes has been Riley's personal nightmare since eighth grade. Five years of bullying. Five years of psychological warfare. Five years of making Riley hate herself. Now they're both at the University of Texas. Same campus. Same parties. Same apartment complex. Riley wants to destroy her. Tatum wants... something she can't name. The line between hate and obsession is thin. And when they cross it, there's no going back. LEGACY OF VENOM A dark college bully romance

Book 2 of The Legacy Series Jordan "JJ" Jones doesn't break rules. She's team captain. The reliable one. The one everyone counts on. She even helped create the no-dating-teammates rule because she knew exactly how much was at stake. When Nova Rivera came in as a freshman, JJ took her under her wing as a friend, mentor, the one Nova called when everything felt like too much It was supposed to stay that way. Then Nova's high school girlfriend broke her heart. And JJ held her while she cried. Made her laugh. Reminded her she was worth more. Somewhere in those late night conversations and early morning practices, the line started to blur. Now JJ can't stop noticing her. Can't stop thinking about what it would be like to kiss her best friend and never stop. But they're teammates. The core of a team fighting for a national championship. And JJ helped write that rule for a reason. "But you're my teammate. We can't." "I know." Where does loyalty end and love begin? [18+ sapphic romance | teammates to lovers | friends to more | basketball | forbidden | slow burn | The Legacy Series]

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

Once shared the same yet are coming from completely different worlds. Worlds where either one is a fight for life and death. Filled with revange, violence, recklessness and loss of their closest. Each of them has a goal but they yet have to find out that it's the same one. It's the only thing they have in common. Ramona Santini, a calculated and cold mafia boss who goes over dead bodies no matter the goal. Winter Carmichael, a reckless teenager trying to put her life together, just to find out there's more to it. What else is the future holding for them? ______________________ Started- 10. 6. 2025 Ended- 4. 3. 2026

From the outside, they have it all - perfect hair, perfect bodies, perfect lives. But behind the filtered photos and fake smiles, something darker is unraveling. Megan Katz is the new girl at an elite Long Island high school, instantly thrown into a world of glittering parties, brutal whispers, and high-stakes secrets. She's outgoing and doesn't take bullshit from anyone. Alexa Walker is the fearless cheer captain, hiding fractures no one sees. She's the popular queen B of the school. A bitch to anyone who try's to take her spot. Girlfriend to the captain of the football team. Their two opposites, but can they attract? No they can't, can they? Their enemies........ To lovers.

Kamala Harris never expected her husband's misguided attempt to surprise her would lead to the arrival of an escort, a woman whose poise hides an ocean of secrets. What should have been an awkward, forgettable encounter instead plants a quiet spark that Kamala can't seem to shake. Scarlet is magnetic yet untouchable, a woman who has spent years building walls out of silence, wit, and control. But in Kamala's presence, those walls begin to crack. As public life grows more demanding and private desires blur into dangerous territory, Kamala finds herself drawn into a relationship that is as intoxicating as it is risky. What begins as a mistake spirals into a delicate dance of longing, laughter, and hidden pain, forcing both women to ask themselves how much they are willing to risk for something real in a world built on appearances.

Celeste thought her life was perfect-until the night that shattered everything. At 21, she had it all: love, stability, and a future she believed in. But on Valentine's Day, a night meant for roses and promises, her world crumbled. Betrayed by the woman she loved on their first anniversary, Celeste's heartbreak should have been the worst part of the evening. It wasn't. That same night, she was taken-kidnapped by a woman who was everything her ex wasn't: dangerous, powerful, and merciless. Raven Cantié, known in the criminal underworld as La Louve Noire-The Black She-Wolf-isn't just a mafia boss. She's a legend. Sadistic, manipulative, and irresistibly charismatic, Raven doesn't ask. She takes. And what she wants now is Celeste-fragile, whose innocence fascinates her like a flame calling to a predator. But what Raven doesn't expect is that the girl she saw as prey might be something else entirely. Because Celeste isn't just fragile. She's fire wrapped in fear, and there are things inside her even Raven can't control. Will Raven tame her favorite possession, or will Celeste be the one to burn the wolf alive? A story of obsession, trauma, twisted power, and a darkness that blurs the line between love and control. • • • • Trigger warnings:kidnapping, drinking, smut, degrading, blood, beating, killing, very graphic tortures , SA, rape, drugging, a lot of swears etc. It's 18+ story with mature scenes and graphic content. You're reading this on your own responsibility! Nr2 in #torture 21.01.2026 Nr1 in #risk 21.01.2026 Nr1 in #prey 22.01.2026 Nr2 in #lesbian 05.04.2026

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬: "𝘼𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙩," 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙. "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨." "𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩," 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙬𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜," 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩. "𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩!" 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙. 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙛𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙠𝙚. "𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜...." 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙥 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢. "𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜. 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙣." 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙧𝙩, 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨. 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧. "𝙇𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥?" 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙.