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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙐𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝘿𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 by Mrs_Katarina
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The world ended quietly in 2004. No warning sirens. No heroic last stand. Just sickness, rot, and the dead refusing to stay where they belonged. By 2026, civilization is a rumor people argue about around dying fires. Technology is gone, stripped for parts or rusting into the dirt. Clean water is a luxury worth killing over. Food is scavenged, stolen, or dreamed about. Cities are graveyards. Roads belong to massive herds of Walkers, bodies fused together by decay and time, moving as one endless hunger. They don't rush. They don't need to. They always catch up. The living are fewer now, harder, and far more dangerous than the dead. Morality didn't survive the first decade. Love is rare. Trust is fatal. Survival is ugly and relentless, and every day is a question with the same answer: how much of yourself can you lose and still call it living? This isn't a story about saving the world. The world is already gone. This is about what rots slower.
Scarlet Confessions ~ (BSFS MOM) by EternalKatarina
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"We shouldn't be doing this..." "I know... but we both know we don't want to stop, do we?" "What if... what if she finds out?" "We'll figure it out. Don't worry." Every glance. Every brush of her hand. Every secret smile. It's thrilling, it's dangerous, and it's entirely forbidden. Falling for my best friend's mom wasn't part of the plan-but nothing about her ever followed the rules. And somehow... neither do I. Hidden touches, whispered confessions, stolen moments in empty rooms. No one knows. No one can understand. And the more we try to fight it, the deeper we fall-into desire, into guilt, into a love that refuses to stay hidden. This is a story of WlW passion, messy emotions, and the kind of forbidden longing that burns hotter when it's kept a secret. Every heartbeat, every stolen touch, every dangerous glance pulls us closer to a truth we can't escape: we don't want to.
Everlast - I'll take you somewhere by BereniceFaith_EN
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Minnie is 17 years old; she has grown up in privilege, but she is insecure, a perfectionist, and struggles with an eating disorder. During the summer in Everlast, she meets Leo, an 18-year-old bad boy with a secret that could land him in serious trouble. Opposites in personality, Minnie and Leo are immediately drawn to each other and soon fall in love, experiencing emotions they've never felt before-blazing passion and heartbreaking pain. Can Minnie accept that she's in love with a boy who drives her crazy? Eight years later, by chance, they cross paths again in New York, Minnie's hometown, where she is about to get married. Will they be able to resist the attraction that still pulls them together after all these years? Sharp dialogue, steamy scenes, romance, and a touch of action will keep you hooked.
Soft for you by D1or0fac3
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"You know I'd protect you from yours fears, right princess?" I murmured against her neck as my hands traveled up her body. "Yes" she breathed out. "Perfect because I'm about to become you're worst nightmare" I smirked, I my hand tangled in her hair pulling it softly but firm so her head went back. I need her. Now.
His. by D1or0fac3
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"Don't threaten me with a good time, Ramiree," I rasped, my voice a low vibration against her ear while I pinned her to the wall. I felt the violent shiver that went down her spine, her breath hitching. The shadows of the room seemed to coil around us, feeding the friction between our bodies. "It wasn't a threat," she countered, her fingers knotting into my collar with a bruising grip that dragged me down. Her lips grazed the pulse point at my neck, sending a jolt of electricity straight to my gut as she murmured, "It was a promise." God, I was so painfully hard it ached. "This is wrong, and you know it," I gritted out, looking into her eyes while every nerve ending screamed for me to surrender. "I need you, Alex," she whispered, her gaze burning through my last defenses and searing into my soul. My restraint snapped like brittle glass; I hooked my thumb under her chin, tilting her face up to meet the storm in mine before crashing my mouth against hers "don't make me show you why i kill" I murmured against her lips in the kiss that tasted of desperation and ruin. Prologue: Alex Garcia was promised to Sofia Ramirez the golden child, the perfect daughter, the alliance that would seal two empires in blood and vows. It was supposed to be simple. Strategic. Inevitable. Until he sees *her*. Ramiree Ramirez. The forgotten sister. The one her own mom barely acknowledge. But Alex remembers. Mafia galas. Candlelit ballrooms. Stolen glances across crowded rooms. The girl who never begged for attention yet somehow commanded it. The girl no one was supposed to notice, except his entire family secretly does. And that's the problem. Because while Sofia is the arrangement... Ramiree is the distraction. The temptation. The risk. His family may be negotiating contracts, but his heart is rewriting them.
Under Her Care by Midnight1212
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Jade was admitted to the mental hospital, expecting a boring journey of people expecting her to change her life - but she wasn't prepared for Vera. Her doctor is everything Jade can't resist: mysterious, controlling, and hiding secrets that reach far beyond the hospital walls. Vera has been searching for Jade for years - not as a patient, but as a key to her mafia family. That very night, she risks everything to sneak Jade out, pulling her into a world of danger, obsession, and forbidden desire. In a place designed to protect, trust can be deadly, and some bonds are far more dangerous than freedom itself.