[COMPLETE] He said nothing when he pushed me back onto the table, just looked at me like I was the only thing in the room worth touching. The gun on his hip pressed into my thigh. I didn't care. I pulled him closer. Rhys dragged his fingers down my ribs like he was counting them. "Keep looking at me like that," he muttered, "and I'll forget we're not supposed to make a mess here." My breath hitched. "Then forget." His smirk was sharp. Dangerous. Mine. And then his mouth was on my neck, and I stopped thinking entirely. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── As their worlds collide, sparks fly dangerously & irresistibly. Zariah needs the money, and Rhys is the perfect ally to make that happen. But as the lines blur between business and desire, Zariah realizes the price of working with Rhys may be higher than she ever imagined. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "Obsession cuts deeper than bullets when you're sleeping with the enemy" - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#syndicate (19/08/25)

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

Deno is unapologetic about how much he loves Tripp. His feelings are loud, obsessive, and impossible to miss, pushing him to extremes just to make Tripp understand that what he feels is real. Tripp refuses to face it. He dismisses Deno's devotion as too much, too intense, convincing himself that whatever exists between them doesn't mean anything at all. When Deno's presence begins to feel distant, something quietly changes. The shift forces Tripp to sit with emotions he's long ignored, revealing that denial can only last so long before the truth demands to be seen.

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Sixteen-year-old Olive has spent two years surviving on the streets of Appalachia, picking locks, keeping her head down, and hiding the strange power that stirs when she's scared or angry. She's always known she was different. She just didn't know she was dangerous until the day she made a couple of kids invisible. Now Olive is dragged into Morwynth Hall, a secret magical academy that doesn't accept outsiders, especially not wandless casters like her. But Olive doesn't want the power she's supposed to crave. She just wants to survive. That becomes harder after she humiliates Jeremy Halrowe, Morwynth's golden boy, in a duel she should never have been able to win. Raised to believe wandless magic is unstable and extinct, Jeremy is rattled. Instead of reporting her, a heated exchange lands him a punishment neither of them wants. He becomes her tutor. What follows is rivalry, tension, and a dangerous closeness neither of them can afford. As Olive's magic grows and old ways begin to whisper back to life, she's forced to choose. She can keep trying to disappear. Or she can stop letting the world decide who she's allowed to be.

Rated-X: Read Author's Note For More Information Two gay villains had only one idea that their four enemies belonged in a town agency (POG) and anytime find out their secret, toxic fandom even when they are humans. For emergencies, their co-head agent, Breanna created a reverse-sex mixture in case of identity emergencies. Without knowing that it was the reverse-sex vile, they both got genderbent. On the other hand, Sawyer teamed with Decan to find out about their relationship and why it exists. Both villains are gender bent and humanized. This is no laughing matter... As soon as the two of them are now a couple of hot women living their lives not meant to be lived, they told, then despised confronting the main judge or the main character in the story, most importantly not to get caught but POG but open up the evidence of their hidden X-rated relationship, leaving not only Sawyer and Decan in suspense... but the town and their agency to have a very toxic rumor. Therefore the co-owners of the town have to stop their relationship and continue story life even if gore and R-rates get in the way. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Mara Averill has spent her life invisible by design: an icy, brilliant legal aid built on discipline, distance, and doors that never fully open. But the night a specific contract makes it to her desk for her to sign, her world tears wide enough for monsters to slip through. A single drop of her blood shatters the balance. Every vampire in the city can smell her: raw, intoxicating, impossible. And the first to find her is Lucien Vashkiel, an enforcer forged for obedience and violence... until he tastes her. What should have been a routine extraction becomes a catastrophe. Her scent unravels him. Her power burns through him. Her defiance only makes the hunger worse. Now Mara is hunted by creatures older than law and hungrier than death. Some who want to drink her dry, others who want to chain her, and one rumored king who might kill to claim her. But Mara is no lamb. And whatever sleeps inside her, whatever the scar in her palm was meant to cage, is waking. As the city descends into a silent war for her blood, Mara must decide which monster she'll gamble her life on: the enforcer losing himself to want... or the king whose throne is built on it. One thing is certain: Her blood won't just change their world. It will remake it. ⚠️CONTENT WARNING⚠️ This story contains: Violence, blood, and supernatural injury Abduction, restraint, and power imbalance Vampire feeding and blood-related themes Explicit sexual content Addiction-related themes Coercive situations and intense predator/prey dynamics Psychological distress and mature themes This work of fiction is very much intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

What if one form on an event board, one letter, could completely change your life forever? Would you take the chance? I did.

She was meant to vanish. Every Terran knows what it means to be Chosen: you never come back. Lyra Sefu is no exception. Just another name on the Ascendance list, selected for the Virexari breeding program under the guise of a peaceful exchange. But when she's claimed by Kaelen Tharien, a hybrid royal engineered for control, something fractures. Even though he is genetic perfection, Kaelen cannot look away. Her defiance undermines his directives. Her scent rewrites his instincts. Her touch ruins protocol. And when their psychic imprint triggers a forbidden bond, their bodies become battlegrounds for history, obsession, and the remnants of a broken covenant no one dares speak of. She is the last human who should have survived. He is the last Virexari who should have surrendered. But the covenant is cracking. ⚠️ Overall Content Note: This book is dark low sci-fi romantasy with heavy exploration of trauma, consent, systemic abuse, and erotic power dynamics. Readers sensitive to sexual violence, coercion, or psychological trauma should be advised before engaging.

Katia's stream was her safe place. Low-key. Low-viewer. Low-risk. Until Vybehawk, streaming's golden boy, raided her mid-fishing rant and turned her quiet swamp of self-loathing into a feeding frenzy. Chat begged him to collab with her. Then they told him to "test her." So he did. She left. On stream, mid-viewer-peak. And the internet felt it. Now, Vybe's in freefall, facing the wreckage of the persona he built and the woman who refuses to be his next "bit." But Katia doesn't trust sudden attention. She's lived through "new and shiny" turning into "too much and disposable" before. If Vybe wants to be more than a spectacle, he'll have to unlearn everything that made him famous-starting with the idea that people are content. No raids. No clickbait. No chat as a buffer. Just him. Just her. Off stream.