After a near-fatal suicide attempt, seventeen-year-old Billie finds herself under the constant watch of Claire-a calm, enigmatic caregiver her mother has hired to ensure she stays alive. Strangers in a Berlin hotel room, Billie resents the intrusion, while Claire remains distant, professional, and quietly observant. But as the days blur into nights, something begins to shift. Billie softens, opens up-and starts to feel something she never expected. Achieved: #3 in therapist

"You burned me alive. And I'd walk through that fire again, just to feel your flame one more time." It wasn't fate that pulled them together. It was something far more dangerous. A collision of fire and fury-of hearts too reckless to know when to stop. He was a storm-violent, relentless. And she, a spark too wild to be tamed. He was everything she should have feared: cruel, powerful, untouchable. But his love was an inferno, and she... she stepped willingly into the flames. When their worlds collided, it wasn't just love. It was obsession. A beautiful kind of ruin. Because some hearts don't beat... They bleed. And some loves don't heal... They burn. "If I disappear in the name of loving you, let the ashes remember what my heart dared to feel." [This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.]

In the underworld's darkest recesses lies Room 730, a realm forged by evil spirits to torment humans. But Herbert, the Demon Lord's son, warped its purpose to haunt the Stevens family for generations. The twins, unaware of their inherent power, were the last generation to suffer. Until they formed an unholy alliance with Terminus, Raymond, and the Agatha witches, unleashing dark magic to vanquish the evil that had plagued their family.

Four years ago, Charlie Reyes and Jonah Cavalcanti promised to die together. Four years ago, they promised to jump. He did; she hesitated, and she watched him fall to his death, too afraid to do the same herself. But little does she know, Jonah survived. He's spent all this time recovering from his injuries as well as her betrayal, but now he's back. The mysterious, haunting boy from Charlie's past is back from the dead, more confident than ever, and set on bloody revenge. When forgiveness isn't an option, the only way to stop him is to start thinking, acting like him. And maybe that's what will kill her in the end. ✦ A New Adult Horror ✦ ✦ Full e-book out now! ✦

(#1 Book in the dance series) Estelle Beaufort, a 25y/o Academy student that dropped out of her university on impulse and regrets it till this day. She tried finding jobs but ended up in a place she despised. The popular stripjoint "The Pink Rose". She's stubborn, outspoken and doesn't let people walk all over her. But that all changes when she meets a woman that riles her up by just looking at her, finding out that she's in fact the owner of the club she hates so much. Pulling Estelle into a tug of war with her own emotions and choices. Will she make the right choices? ___________________________________________ Mallory Fedorov, a 30y/o successful businesswoman who made it to the top of the chain due to her ruthless strategies. She has the whole city eating out of the palm of her hand and owns nearly every single company and building in the city. She's thinks before acting, has a cold demeanor, is manipulative, and is definitely not afraid to make her hands dirty.. by any means necessary. But her demeanor gets thrown around when she meets an exotic dancer who seems to have made it her mission to be a thorn in their sides. An individual like Mallory doesn't need anyone or anything- ...Right? TW: Sexual Explicit Scenes, Dubious Consent, Violence like Murder, Gun Violence, Negative Mental Health topics, Kidnapping, Obsession Reached: 1# Lesbian 1# Enemies to lovers 1# Queer 1# Enemies with Benefits 1# Sapphic 1# Darkromance 1# Pining

And that day, again, a 15-year-old screamed, which was expectantly unheard; her screams were muffled, suppressed, but she screamed, she screamed, she screamed in search of a Krishna in this kalyug. But did he come? He did not. Because he was busy bawling his eyes in his guilt, guilt of creating a vicious creature; Men. Are these even considered men? My head jerked to the left as I stared at my mother, tied with chains, torn clothes, and blood trickling down her forehead. Her satisfactory smirk flattered me as soon as her eyes met mine. Is this what we call Maa? "Agar dar ki aakho me dekhoge, dar tumse darega." These were the last lines of my father. Jaate jaate bhi bhut kuch sikha gaye. Even if this is how I die, I don't deserve an unworthy death like this. I refuse to die because the day I close my eyes, I will be doing it willingly. My hand stumbled upon Aruval; either this would be the end of me or him. Taking it in my hand, I hit it on his neck with all the energy I could summon up. His head jerked up in half as it landed just beside my mom's feet. His blood splashed over me giving me a sense of relief, tears shone in my eyes. Har asur ke vinash ke liye ek Krishna janam leta hai par is baar kali janamegi. Vinash toh tay hai ya uska ya Mera. "Toh likho laal kalam se, Gita ka unisva adhyay, Kaleen Singh Chauhan ki maut mere hatho hi hogi." And this was the rise of satan in the world of Rajtantra. Yeh tha ek ant: ka prarambh. A war between Bhay and Karma.

🖤✨ SIDDHARTH KATHA ✨🖤 Myth bleeds. Power breathes. Legends burn. In the shadowed heart of Kaalratri-half sacred temple, half criminal empire-Siddharth reigns. To some, he's the protector. To others, the God of Death himself. Raised on rituals, betrayal, and ruthless ambition, he learned early that love is a luxury and power is survival. When whispers of a brutal mafia called the Almons begin to slither into his world-framing him for mass killings, bleeding his finances dry, and infiltrating his home-Siddharth's empire teeters between devotion and destruction. Haunted by childhood scars, a fractured family that never stops meddling, and a daughter whose fierce dance mirrors the wrath of gods, Siddharth must decide whether he's the myth everyone believes... or the man who dares to rewrite his destiny. Darkly poetic and devastatingly intense, Siddharth Katha is a mythological crime saga where loyalty cuts deeper than knives, and love often walks hand-in-hand with death. "Power was never his choice. It was his inheritance. And curses don't ask for consent."

Short Smut for people who are feeling a little spicy. WARNING: This is intended for mature readers (18+), and by opening the story, you are okay with depictions of NSFW content

Skyler Harringtons' life turns upside down when she discovers some shocking truths that ignites a burning desire for revenge in her heart, leading her to enroll in a Supernatural School where norms and extraordinary beings coexist. There she unravels the tangled threads of her life while dealing with her social anxiety and stress which makes her become stronger than she ever was! - I felt like screaming for help but my voice seemed to be stuck in my throat. I was glued to my spot, unsure how to react or what to do next. Suddenly a hand thrust out of the depths of water and harshly clamped onto my bare ankle, grasping it with an icy grip. It was dark and wrinkled, as if it's of some old witch who's about to reach her death bed. It's purple shade resembling to a decaying dark grape. Ew. I was staring at the hand frozen in my position widened eyed and terrified, when suddenly it's nails digged so deep inside my skin and scratched down the length of my leg, making a red liquid come out in four lines, spreading all around my leg creating unique designs. It took all my might, as a scream finally left my mouth.