There is nothing more beautiful than watching an innocent angel fall apart at my sinful actions. I'm going to ruin her. •••• "You know," she whispers, "Everyone would be disgusted by the things I would let you do to me." I smirk. She's made for me. "Tell me," I said, "Tell me what you would let me do." I rub my thumbs across her cheeks. She grins up at me, looking so fucking pleased with herself. "Can I show you instead?" -------- Amorette Ávila is just trying to support her family and make something of her life. She meets a man who changes her perception of all things. Augustine Eros is a dangerous man, one who kills and controls crime, and that scares her. She wants to look out for her brother, but that only leads her closer to the man she fears. However, he finds something in her he's never found before, and he's addicted. She sees through his rough facade, and her curiosity seems to drive her interest. She's an angel to him, and he thrives off of it. She is his drug, and he wants to overdose on her.

Arabella never meant to get close to someone like him. Warren is reckless, unreadable, and surrounded by rumors that make people run. But the more she's warned to stay away, the more she wants to know why he hides behind those walls...and why he can't seem to stay away from her either. ────୨ৎ──── Warren Reid is a name everyone in town knows, and not for good reasons. He left a student unconscious before disappearing into juvie, and now that he's back, the rumors are worse than ever. With a past that whispers warnings and a reputation that silences rooms, Warren is used to being feared, not understood. He trusts no one, lets no one in, and only keeps two people close. Emotions are weaknesses in his world, and vulnerability has never been an option. Until her. Arabella Winters is the picture of perfection and the last girl anyone would expect to cross paths with someone like Warren. Smart, sweet, and sheltered, she follows every rule her parents set, never once stepping out of line. She's the kind of girl who still believes in good graces, bedtime curfews, and fairy tale endings. But one knock on Warren's door throws her into his world, and nothing is the same after that. Everyone says he's trouble, but Arabella doesn't see the monster they all fear. She sees someone broken, someone hiding wounds no one else bothers to look for. What starts as innocent curiosity soon becomes an intense pull neither of them can resist. She's drawn to the shadows he hides in, and he can't stay away from the light she doesn't even know she carries. Now Arabella has to ask herself: is she helping Warren escape the darkness...or is she just letting it swallow her too?

🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧, 𝙖 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤-𝕒 𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕟'𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤. 𝕀𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝, 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕩𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕪. 𝕀𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕, 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕥; 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕪, 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕒 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟, 𝕟𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡. 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺

Brinley is so in love with Easton Gray. But he belongs to Daisy. That's fine. Brinley can be patient. She can learn Daisy. What she wears. How she talks. What Easton loves about her. Because if being Brinley isn't enough... then maybe being her will be. And one by one, she will take everything Daisy has. Especially her boyfriend. [SMUT WARNING] [18+ Mature Audiences Only] [Mentions of infertility, drugs, eating disorders and mental illness]

BULLY ROMANCE ______________ Angelica Wrath was everything her name said she was. Innocent. Sweet. A Daddy's Girl. Pure. A Virgin. Never touched. Never Kissed. Never fucked. All because her father was the Deputy Headmaster and Head of Discipline at the most prestigious private schools in England. She was no one, to anyone. Except to Damien Richards. Noble. Billionaire. Heir to a line of wealth and fame and the best Fly-Half Abernathy College had ever seen. He was treated like a God. The only person he ever had a problem was with the little angel of General Wrath herself. Because there was only room for one person to be perfect in this school and it was Damien. For six years Angelica has lived through constant unrelenting torment from the golden boy, the one who no one believed would hurt a fly. She had no idea, Damien had been caught in her web all along. Maybe Angelica was the Monster his parents always warned him about. His little monster. ______________ #1st in sexy #1st in boardingschool #1st in Goodgirlsarebadgirlsthathaventbeencaught #1st in Old Money #1st in bullyromance #1st in goodgirlsarebadgirls ______________ NO SMUT WARNINGS BUT LOADS OF SMUT (some dub-con scenes) SET IN ENGLAND UPPER SIXTH = 17&18 MESS, CHAOTIC AND QUESTIONABLE DECISIONS MADE, READ WITH CAUTION.

"Griffin Drayke," she said softly, like it tasted warm in her mouth. My grey eyes lifted, meeting hers, and something flickered. A crack in the concrete. "Don't say it like that." "Like what?" "Like it doesn't scare you." ⚡︎ Lila Prescott has been knocked down all her life. Bullied. Humiliated. Treated like a punching bag. Then she meets him. Griffin Drayke-a brutal underground boxer with a body that belongs in sin. He doesn't save her. He laughs in her face. Calls her weak. Useless. But there's something about her that makes him stay. So he makes a deal: He'll train her. Turn her into a fighter. But he's not doing it for free. It starts with hate-fueled hookups. Dirty kisses between bruises. Then something shifts. She gets stronger. And suddenly, she's not the broken girl anymore-

Scarlett Sovanna doesn't have time for nonsense-especially not the kind that wears a backwards cap and throws parties on Tuesday nights. As a dedicated ballerina at a top-tier arts college, her world revolves around perfect pirouettes, brutal rehearsals, and keeping her spot in the program. There's no room for distractions. Especially not him. Elliot Sinclair is college royalty-the star quarterback with a devil-may-care attitude and a line of admirers trailing behind him. He lives for the game, the thrill, and the spotlight. He and Scarlett couldn't be more different... except for one inconvenient truth: their families are practically intertwined. When Scarlett's dorm situation turns into a nightmare, the Sinclairs offer Elliot's guest room to her. Sharing a space with the person she finds most insufferable on campus? Not ideal. But as the walls come down, so do their assumptions about each other. What starts as chilly silence turns into heated banter. And somewhere between late-night talks and stolen glances, feelings develop. She's all discipline. He's all chaos. Together? They just might fall into something real.

"I haven't even done anything to you and you're already crying." Xavier murmurs. I can only sob harder in response. "You're going to show everyone aren't you?" He grabs a lock of my hair, almost endearingly and tucks it behind my ear. "If I was going to show everyone, I would have done it already." "Then delete the video." I say, hating how wildly desperate I sound. "I'm begging you please, Xavier." Those last two words hang in the air between us in a way I don't fully understand. Xavier tilts his head slightly and there's a darkness that's filtering through his gaze. It makes my face burn under his scorching stare. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── When Isa Carrow transfers from Oakbridge Highschool to Cedora Hills Private Highschool, with the help of her rich aunt, she believes that she is granted an opportunity at a fresh start, a way for her to redeem herself and prove that her past does not define her. But when the very secret that she is running from falls into the hands of the one person she'd wanted to stay away from, she will quickly come to understand that what she had viewed as a path to liberty was nothing short of a trap in disguise.

Upon turning eighteen, Mallory Carter is thrust into an arranged marriage with a man she passionately despises. After enduring months of emotional abuse, she decides to run away in pursuit of a fresh start. But fate takes an abrupt turn a couple years later when she captures the eyes of Hunter Sionis, an affluent businessman who develops a sinister obsession with her. Forcing their proximity, Hunter hires her as a live-in a nanny when she finds herself in a financial struggle, leading to a professional relationship that becomes something deeper. Little did Mallory know of the demons that hid behind Hunter's ocean eyes or his twisted game that she unknowingly became a part of until it's too late. She belonged to him, only him. She was Hunter's Prey. ─────────────────────────────── I fail to suppress the whimper that manages to escape my lips. "So scared," he whispers. "Yet so fucking wet." "I...I'm not wet..." He leans in, the tip of his nose trailing along the side of my face as his grip around my throat tightens and he lifts me off the mattress by my neck. He slides his free hand into my panties, depositing two fingers into my core. The coolness of his rings prompts a loud moan from me before he pulls them out. "Liar," he growls, glossing the seams of my lips with my own arousal. "Now, open your mouth, bambi." ⚠ TW: This book is a dark romance containing mature themes such as graphic violence, murder, mentions of abuse & self-harm, strong language, age-gap relationship and explicit sexual themes. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright ©2024. Jourdon Patron. All Rights Reserved

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.