In the heart of the Pacific Ocean lies a gem, a hidden paradise named: Aurora Isle. Here, amidst lush rainforests and pristine beaches, flourishes a community deeply rooted in meaningful traditions and boundless beauty. Luna Serena Cameron, the 20-year-old chief's daughter, prepares to lead her people while protecting their land from the growing threat of outsiders. When Valkyrie Stormborn, a ruthless yet captivating figure tied to Luna's past, arrives with plans that endanger the island's future, tensions ignite. As conflict deepens, Luna faces an impossible choice: safeguard her home or follow her heart. In a battle of passion and preservation, the fate of Aurora Isle hangs in the balance.

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)

This book is a ride prepare yourself to be destroyed (I need to get another description)

Ericka Matthews is the ambitious CEO of one of the hottest clothing companies in the fashion world-powerful, driven, and untouchable. Amanda Parker is the new assistant, eager to prove herself in the high-stakes industry. But what Amanda doesn't expect is the secret she's about to uncover. The weight of Ericka's secret draws Amanda in, and as she becomes more involved in Ericka's life, she starts to feel an undeniable attraction to her boss. With every passing day, their bond grows stronger, but so do the risks. Will their relationship survive the pressure of secrecy, the delicate balance of power, and the looming question of whether love can bloom in the midst of such turmoil? In this poignant and heartfelt story of love, sacrifice, and the delicate line between professional and personal, Amanda must decide if the chance at love is worth the risk of losing everything. Will Ericka allow herself to be loved?

A young woman, Willow, is struggling to make ends meet and finds herself back on the corners of New York. She, her luck and maybe even good karma, finds relief in the safety of a rich heiress, Jun, who is immediately fond of her from a previous encounter. Jun gives Willow everything she thinks she could ever want and more but like they say, 'even money can't buy happiness'. Clear differences in social life and personal lives enter themselves and cause shifts in their potential relationship. ~OhShesGay

Blake Powell, a 21 year old Army soldier in the 1930s, enlisted as an escape and search for freedom from the pain of her past and the constant bullying and ridicule for something she can't control. The Army was her way out, offering a structure, purpose, and a chance to prove her strength. Her decision came with a heavy cost, leaving her younger sister in the town of Vallown's orphanage, a choice that will haunt her every waking moment.She has to hide her breast using bandages and hide her extra appendage, or else she will risk the same constant cycle of abuse; but she was determined to fight for her country and help those in need. Riley Corvin, a 24 year old nurse in the Army during the 1930s, chose a life of service away from the rich halls of her wealthy family. Born as the daughter of the richest household in the town of Hallow, she fled home to escape an arranged marriage and the high standards her parents set for her. The man truly loved Riley, but she couldn't return his feelings, and the prospect of a life without freedom drove her to find it. She was drawn to medicine and helping others since she was little, so she found a purpose in helping wounded soldiers. Guys also admire and harass her because of her beauty. She struggles with trust even as she devotes herself to heal other people, and she has a sassy attitude and built a wall up to protect herself. what happens when they're on opposite sides of the battlefield and they have to battle the struggles of love, their differences, being on opposite side, trauma, regret, oppression, and more. Read their journey together to understand the differences in love and war. °☆☆° #9 on fighting

This story is being (Re-Written) Riven Knight's promising WNBA career was derailed by a devastating ACL injury in the final game of her college senior year championships. Now 26, Riven embraces a new role as the girls' Varsity basketball coach at Stadium High School, which is known as the Tigers. When presented with the chance to coach Team USA, Rivens coaching journey takes an unexpected turn. On the eventful first day of school, Riven crosses paths with Sofia Martinez, the team's spirited point guard. Sofia's strong personality challenges Riven in ways she hasn't experienced before. As they grapple with their evolving coach-player dynamic, Riven discovers an undeniable connection with Sofia that blurs professional boundaries. Their growing bond raises the stakes on and off the court, leading them down a path where the forbidden line between coach and player is put to the test.

The Queen didn't rush her. She simply stood, close enough that the assistant felt her attention like a hand tightening around her throat. "You keep saying he's dangerous," the Queen said calmly. "It doesn't scare me." Her fingers closed around the assistant's wrist, pressing it flat against the desk. "Do you know what he does?" "I... this is a mistake," the assistant whispered, trembling. "A mistake is thinking your body lies to me," the Queen said. Her grip tightened command, not pain. "Look at you," she continued. "Shaking. Pulse frantic. Mouth opening like you're about to beg." "I belong to him," the assistant stammered. "No," the Queen said softly. "You were assigned to him." Her free hand moved to the assistant's throat not choking, just claiming. "Men like him confuse ownership with fear. I don't." Her thumb pressed. The assistant gasped. "I don't take what doesn't respond. And you-" Her lips brushed the ear. "-are responding beautifully." "I can't... if he finds out-" "He will. Eventually," the Queen interrupted. Her fingers moved lower. "That you weren't stolen. That you walked." She kissed her hard, claiming, silencing protest. Dominance. Erasing the shadow of him. "You're not innocent," the Queen murmured. "You're starving. I don't save women like you. I ruin them for every cage they've ever known." "Tell me to stop," she said. Stop. The word hovered. It never came. The Queen smiled slow, victorious. "Once I touch you, he doesn't get you back. Not loyalty. Not fear. Not nights. You don't belong to me. But you will never belong to him again." The door stayed closed. The assistant let herself fall.

"I'm going to fuck you until you're trembling beneath me Isa, until the only thing you can say is my name." Isa shifted, grinding against my slick, leaking cock, feeling her pulse under my hand, every twitch driving me crazier. My own cock was hard, straining, every nerve on fire. The guilt, sharp and insistent, clawed at my chest. I shouldn't be doing this. It was wrong. I shouldn't want it. But wanting it, needing it, made everything hotter, sharper, more unbearable. Every forbidden touch, every gasp, every press of our bodies together was sin incarnate, and it made me ache to keep going. "Miss Cross, please." She begged, voice trembling. "I need you inside me." "You're mine." I whispered as I slipped the tip in, fingers stroking her fucking perfect breasts, teasing, letting her feel the full weight of my dominance. - At Saint Therésè Academy for Girls, Miss Evelyn Cross is untouchable. Black button ups. Steel eyes. A voice that could slice through glass. She's the guidance counselor girls fear, the faculty respects, and no one dares cross. Rumors follow her like perfume of a ruined past, a war behind her eyes, and a heart made of rusted steel. Then Isadora 'Isa' Mercer walks in. Eighteen. Reckless. Dripping with sin and sunshine. Her skirt's too short. Her tongue's too sharp. And her eyes say she came here to ruin something. Evelyn tells herself she can handle it; the late night counseling sessions. The giggles behind closed doors. The lipstick stains that start showing up on her skin. But Isa doesn't want help. She wants control. And she's not afraid to beg for it. Now they're breaking rules, breaking each other, and baptizing themselves in every filthy secret they swore they'd never touch. Guilt becomes foreplay. Power becomes pleasure. And every whispered "Miss" turns into a moan she can't ignore. She was supposed to guide her. She ended up taking her apart, one touch at a time.

Gianna Lucas, is one of the most popular girls at Winston University, with almost perfect grades. Her chemistry grade however, is rather....unpleasant to look at. Unluckily for her, she needs to pass chemistry at the very least to save her scholarship so she can return next year. Everything seems to be going downhill, until she's assigned Annalise Roman as her tutor....