A rebellious Bridgerton, an unapologetic queen's favorite, and a love that defies every rule of the ton. When Eloise Bridgerton meets the brilliant and dangerously charming Lady Taoirse Boudelair, friendship sparks into something far more intoxicating-forcing Eloise to choose between the safety of silence and the thrill of confessing a love that could change everything. Best read with The Playlist: https://tinyurl.com/TaoirsexEloise

Princess Elora of Ravengarde has spent her life bound by duty, her every breath dictated by royal expectations. At twenty-one, she has yet to choose a suitor, a defiance that has placed her in bitter conflict with her family. Now, they seek to wed her to a foreign prince, sealing her fate in a loveless union. But Elora refuses to be sold like chattel. Restless and yearning for a life beyond the gilded cage of her castle, she finds solace in forbidden indulgences. When an opportunity arises to slip into the village unnoticed, she seizes it, desperate to glimpse the world beyond the palace walls. But secrets fester in the shadows of Ravengarde. Beneath the polished marble and golden chandeliers, betrayal brews. For six years, a cold and distant knight has stood within the castle's halls, unwavering in their loyalty, or so it seems. In truth, they have been biding their time, preparing for the moment when their blade will strike. As Elora treads the path of rebellion, she unknowingly steps into a web of deception, where love and treachery dance hand in hand, and the greatest danger may lie within her very home. read if you're over 18, there won't be trigger warnings. princess x knight wuhluhwuh ennemies to lovers

They call her MONSTER... but I want her anyway. *** Hizuki "Zuki" runs this city on blood and fear. Everyone knows it. Everyone fears her. Everyone except Irene, the one person she's not supposed to touch. A fragile truce forces them into marriage, and Zuki turns Irene's life into her personal, dangerous playground. She's possessive, intoxicating, and has made one thing perfectly clear: no one else gets to play with what's hers. Irene knows she should be terrified. But the predator in Zuki's dark eyes isn't just scary. It's a "fuck around and find out" level of irresistible. Who's claiming who: the bloodstained queen, or the pawn who's not playing by the rules?

Sole meets Harlem in a moment soft enough to forget, yet deep enough to remember forever. What begins as a quiet pull becomes a rhythm neither woman can step out of a breath shared, a glance held too long, a feeling that arrives before they can name it. But one fragile moment unravels their closeness, leaving distance where tenderness once lived. Still, the air between them hums with what could be two hearts orbiting the edge of something beautiful, waiting for courage to close the space.

Dahlia is just coming to terms with her sexuality when Billie, the girl who stares too much and keeps popping up everywhere, comes to her school. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ {WARNING: This story contains foul language, mentions of sex, violence, mentions of abuse, mentions of sexual assault, molestation, and rape, and mentions of suicidal thoughts. There are trigger warnings at the beginning of chapters that mention these things!}

Princess Yasmin's hand caught my chin. Then- Her lips crashed onto mine. My eyes snapped open. The cold sweetness of the nectar mingled with warmth - hers, mine, impossible to tell anymore. Her mouth coaxed mine open further, taking back what I had stolen. Slowly. Thoroughly. Not a rush. A reclamation. Her lips moved with such control it made my knees weaken. It wasn't just a kiss - it was a statement. You don't win against me. My body tensed, trapped between wall and woman - royalty and rebellion. Her fingers slowly slid from my jaw then to my throat, brushing the skin there like she owned it. Her other hand planted firmly beside my head, holding me there, commanding. I didn't resist. I couldn't. Every movement of her lips was deliberate - drawing out the flavor, the heat, the punishment. She didn't let a single drop escape. I melted into her kiss. Or maybe I burned. Her tongue flicked the roof of my mouth. She tasted the last hint of sweetness and didn't stop. I let out a muffled sound - somewhere between a gasp and a groan. She finally pulled back, barely an inch, breath grazing my lips. Her chest rose and fell against mine, both of us unsteady, caught in the aftermath. "You think you're clever," she whispered, her voice husky, her eyes darkened in a way I'd never seen before. I blinked, still stunned, lips parted. "You're not," she said, lips brushing mine again - featherlight. Then she stepped away. Just like that. Back straight, chin high - as if nothing had just happened. "Next time," she said, voice cold again, "touch my dessert, and I won't stop at your lips." Story Description: The Shadow Reaper - born of vengeance, trained to kill, untouched by mercy. Until she meets Princess Yasmin - beautiful, calculating, and dangerously in control. A cold-blooded assassin and a calculating princess collide in a battle of power, desire, and control-where every kiss is a challenge and surrender is the deadliest sin.

"What if the way you hold me is actually what's holy? they don't know how you've haunted me so stunningly..." Morticia Addams x OC This fanfiction includes some events inspired by the Netflix series "Wednesday".

When 32-year-old pediatric surgeon Charlie Grace woke up one morning and decided to leave her life in New York behind, she didn't just quit her job - she abandoned her family, her home, all that she's ever known. With nothing but a job waiting for her in Los Angeles, she goes searching for a fresh start, whatever that looks like. Enter Artemis Stark, the head of neurosurgery at Thomas Stark Memorial Hospital. Artemis was born in a family of famous surgeons. She is used to controlling every aspect of her life, especially at work. So, when Charlie comes crashing through, all bubbly and perky, it is as infuriating as it is intriguing. Forced to work together in this fast-paced, high-pressure, life-and-death environment, Charlie's humour and quick wit clash with Artemis's brooding and serious demeanour. The two learn to work together despite their differences. But with the intensity of saving lives and navigating their own personal lives, they need an outlet. And maybe they find that they're not so different after all. Maybe they discover that their needs align perfectly. And maybe, just maybe, there might be more to it than patients and surgeries. -- This story is entirely my work of fiction. All characters and fictional places are from my own creation. I hope you enjoy it!

Pippa Fitz-Amobi, a brilliant but restless criminology student with a detective's mind, falls under the spell of her enigmatic professor, Vada Cavell, she discovers a forbidden truth, her teacher is a vampire bound by ancient laws. Loving her promises passion beyond mortality, but also a curse that could cost Pippa her soul. The line between desire and doom blurs, and one wrong step could turn their romance into a death sentence.

Toni is a hardworking, capable, driven young woman who excels at everything she does, except, her love life. It's not like she hasn't tried, she has had boyfriends, even been engaged once, but it just never works out. She always feels like she is just going through the motions, she just never really connects. As a result, she has been avoiding dating, after giving up on finding Mr Right or even Mr GoodEnough. Hell, she even settled for Mr AtLeastHeIsStickingAround until she discovered he was really Mr CheatingBehindHerBack. Unfortunately for her, while she is preoccupied with a work issue, a colleague manages to trick her into agreeing to go on a blind-date with a friend of his. Reluctantly, she decides to give it one last try and goes all out, getting dolled up and putting herself out there, one, last, time. When the blind date stands her up and she discovers that even the stunning redhead at the other end of the bar has been stood up too, it just seems to prove what she already knows. It's easier just being alone. But what if........ What if neither of them were stood up at all?