❝Goddammit! I hate you! I hate you and your dumb voice! and your stupid muscles and your awfully attractive face!❞ ❝You think I'm attractive?❞ ❝Fuck no!❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dangerous, wild and rebellious. Calm, cool and collected. Darya just wants one thing; to get through her senior year of high school with little or no awkward interaction as possible. Especially not with a secret like hers. Ethan just wants one thing; get through his senior year of high school with little or no awkward interaction as possible. Both of their only wish proves hard to do when they both become each other's earned arch-enemy hell-bent on making each other's lives a living hell. But when they become academic rivals and forced to be paired for a school project, they both realize they want each other as much as they hate each other. (There's a thin line between love and hate they say) ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Who did this to you?" "Ethan, I-" "I know every single inch of your body and I know that scar wasn't there before so tell me who did this to you."

|18+| ❝Please...❞ I whimper. I don't even know if I'm begging him to stop or continue. ❝You asked for this.❞ He grunts, filling me up in one hard thrust, his hand flexing on my neck. ❝So be a good girl and see how deep I am.❞ ━━━━━━━ Lucy is the perfect example of sunshine and warmth. Rafaelle is the perfect example of gloominess and iciness. A professor and a student. Complete opposites. But it's common knowledge that opposites attract. ━━━━━━━ She traces my tattooed covered scar, a small smile on her lips. "I love this particular tattoo." Lucy compliments, lifting her head to look up at me. "That tattoo is older than you darling." ━━━━━━━ grumpy × sunshine trope has never been so good. (book three of the Blackwell series but can be read as a stand alone)

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."

'I can't wait to grab those tits while you're choking on my cock,' he says, and fuck, my clit pulsed. What the fuck? this shit is turning me on. 'Really? You think you can handle it?' I tease, running my hand over my covered nipple. He doesn't answer. Instead, he pulls the fabric away from my clothed breasts. The air kisses my nipples, and they perk up immediately. 'Anisa is going to love that,' I say, even though I desperately need his cock in my mouth, but he needed to make that move. 'I don't want to hear that name. Just the sound of your stifled moans as I hit the back of your throat.' With that, he softly grabbed my hair and pushed my face closer. ──── ୨୧ ──── Leila Rowan thought she had everything until her not so perfect boyfriend, Andrew, betrayed her with her best friend -Anisa and then blackmailed her into silence. Fueled with anger, Nate Voss appears, Andrew's quiet, invisible brother, the glass child no one ever notices-offering her a way out. A plan: revenge. Leila thought she hated Andrew most of all... until she realized Nate's hatred for his brother runs deeper. Nate will steal Anisa from Andrew; Leila will train to beat him at the NASA-level physics contest - together they'll reclaim what Andrew thinks is his. But there's a catch. Nate has never been the guy who knows what to say, how to touch-or how to fuck. To win this game, he needs Leila to teach him how to dirty talk, how to touch a woman so good. He has the looks sure, but does he have the will? And somewhere between lust lessons and stolen touches, revenge stops being the only risky thing on the table. Because Nate isn't just Andrew's brother anymore-he's the one who could ruin her heart... or save it. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ tension Started- August 7th, Finished August 17th

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑, Amara Kader is an aspiring crime lawyer hoping to develop a successful career in New York City without any distractions. The opposite of obedient and submissive; she speaks what's on her mind and isn't afraid to put others in their place when need be. No one attempts to dictates her life and she only has one goal- to make it. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑, Dominic Romano is the only thing worse than the devil. Trained his whole life to eventually rule the Cosa Nostra, the powerful Don has no time for silly nusiances and anything that would threaten his reputable status. Arrogant, dominant and formidable- he wouldn't bother blinking before eliminating anyone that dared getting in his way. Even Satan was scared of something. So what happens when the two contradicting characters meet, on opposite organizations? They were everything one another hated, but under inconvenient circumstances, would the hated come in between the underlying lust? (infatuation- a feeling of foolish or obsessively strong love for, admiration for, or interest in someone or something : strong and unreasoning attachment)

NILA JAVA radiated confidence and everything that came with it. Standing her ground throughout high school, she continues to do the same in college making sure everyone knew who she was. Nila was a man's wet dream and wouldn't even have to blink before getting noticed in a room. She knew what she wanted and wouldn't tolerate disrespect from anyone who dared. Nila prided herself in being an extrovert, always having an easygoing personality, able to make friends with whoever and become easily favoured with the click of her fingers. Except for one. Her best friend's older brother. MAIKEL MARQUEZ was known as the college's golden boy being loved by many and over the course of four years, gained himself a reputation along side his best friend. He was outgoing, charming and not to mention a total heartbreaker. Girls wanted to be with him and boys wanted to be him, but not everyone could be as loved as him. From childhood, Maikel has always had an unknown problem with Nila. Ever since five, they've become sworn enemies and stuck to that promise over the years into adolescence. Two people have never hated each other more than Maikel and Nila. However, when a mutually beneficial deal strikes between the two, they find themselves slowly overcoming their strong hatred for one another. It's no surprise they were both attracted to each other, but were those desires enough to diminish their problem of being unable to stand each other? 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

'𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖.' |18+| ❝Look at you so open and sexy bent over in nothing but your heels.❞ He compliments, caressing my ass. ❝...oh god...❞ I plead with my eyes looking at him through the mirror, legs trembling and pussy throbbing. ❝Yes Belle, ask for forgiveness because we're doing this all night.❞ And he enters me. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Annabelle Alvarez tries her best to hide her low self esteem under her bubbly and perfectionist personality. Having one rule in life which is to stay out of trouble and avoid any unnecessary attention, she seems to re-consider it when she comes crashing down on the shoe of Grey Blackwell. ... Grey Blackwell is the CEO of the Blackwell industries and one of the richest bachelors in the country. He doesn't exhibit any weaknesses or fear, displays no emotion and definitely doesn't express love because well, he has no intention of doing so but Belle made him aware of how bright life is. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Known as the girl who got pregnant for a stranger as a teenager, she grew up to be a fierce and independent woman. But behind her outer appearance, hides a betrayed and lonely girl. Grey Blackwell just storms his way into her life, crashing all the walls it took years to build up. He's someone who never found love and she's someone who gave up on love. They might feel like strangers but when skeletons start to creep out, they both realize their relationship goes way back. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❝What do you want?❞ I ask taking a step back. ❝You.❞ His lips comes crashing down on mine as he cages me to the wall. ❝I'm going to fuck the hatred out of you Belle.❞ ❝Then try me, Grey.❞ ━━━━━━

ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀꜰᴇ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ ------------------------------------------ "What the hell did I just tell you? Let me go" "No" He looked at me for some time and his eyes started to dissolve. He closed his eyes and I felt his body tensing up, his jaw clenched and it made his facial features sharper. He opened his beautiful eyes, he looked at me and said "fuck it" And smashed his lips against mine. ------------------------------------------ ||FAST PACED BOOK||

My throat tightened. My cock throbbed against my zipper.She knew exactly what she was doing.And fuck me, I was letting her. "Keep looking at me like that." she whispered."And I might actually be merciful." I raised a brow. "Mercy, huh?" She smirked. "You'll beg for it."Then her hands were on my belt,tugging it open like it offended her. "Taking control, kitten?" I asked, voice rough."Just showing you what a bad girl can do." She pulled my zipper down and freed me, her warm breath hitting the tip, making every muscle in my body lock up. I hissed through my teeth, one hand fisting into the couch cushion beneath me, the other still tangled in her hair. Then she took me in her mouth...and fuck, I forgot how to breathe.Her tongue worked like she was born to ruin me.Slow. Messy. Purposeful. She looked up at me through her lashes, daring me to move. Daring me to break. "Shit, baby." I groaned, head dropping back against the cushion.But she didn't stop. Her hand wrapped around what her mouth couldn't reach, stroking in rhythm, her mouth so warm and tight I could barely hold on. Every sound she made, every soft moan, every lick, it drove me closer to the edge. I gripped her hair tighter, forcing myself not to thrust into that pretty mouth. Her mouth was fucking heaven. Warm. Wet. Perfect.Each stroke, each flick of her tongue had me on the edge of losing it. I was close, too close. And she knew it. --------- She was never meant to love him. But now she can't live without him. Amore Ricci used to clean his floors and avoid his gaze. Now she wears his ring and carries his name. But being Dante's wife isn't a fairytale.It's obsession, scars, and danger. He protects her like she's everything. But loving him comes with a price. Enemies are circling. Ghosts from the past are rising. And Amore is no longer the girl who flinched at gunfire-she's colder, stronger, and madly in love with a man who could break her with a single lie.

⚠️ 18+ ONLY | EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT ⚠️ Book 1- Completed - "Don't fucking close your legs." His voice was sharp, commanding, as his hands gripped my thighs and forced them apart again. "I want to see everything." The heavy weight of him pressing against my entrance. My breath hitched. He was thick, hard, the heat of him pulsing against me. He rubbed himself along my slick folds, teasing, pushing just enough to stretch me before pulling back. He groaned, his jaw clenching as he rubbed himself against me again, coating himself in my slickness. But I gasped, panic and desire crashing together. "Please, Dominic, we-we shouldn't. You're my boss." His jaw clenched, his hands tightening around my thighs. "Oh, sweetheart..." His voice dropped lower, almost taunting. "You should've thought about that before you got this fucking wet for me." I whimpered, my breath stuttering. - "He was a monster-ruthless, untouchable, feared by all. I should've stayed away. I should've never stepped into his world. But now... there's no way out." Raven was just looking for a job, a fresh start. Becoming a personal assistant seemed simple-follow orders, keep her head down, and collect a paycheck. But nothing is simple when your boss is Dominic Derveaux. Cold. Merciless. A king in the underworld. She should've run the moment she felt his gaze, the way his presence consumed the air around her. But it's too late. He's pulled her in, and the deeper she falls, the more she realizes... she might not want to escape. #1 IN ADULTFICTION #1 IN YOUNGADULT #1 IN BOSS #1 IN GANGLEADER #1 IN TRENDS #1 IN INTENCE #1 IN SEXAUL #1 IN NOTIFICATIONS #1 IN MOBBOSS #1 IN LEADER # 1 IN FORYOU