❝YOU'RE MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET❞ Valentina De La Cruz, is well known among the public eye. The eighteen year old, who grew up surrounded by 'daddy's money', has been caught in a few scandalous amongst older men - you could say she has a preference. Many like to describe her as perfect, slim waist paired with hips, and rose red plump lips. She was a real eye-catcher. The only male she wants to catch the eye of is Dominic. Dominic Castor, grew up being, Saint Nicholas, Valentina's father's right hand guy. The now, thirty-two year old business man, has been dreaming a lot of sexual fantasies with his best friends daughter, sometimes even moaning her name during times of self-pleasure. Dominic was not oblivious to the flirty looks he had been receiving all night from Valentina. Being made to 'babysit' her, he couldn't wait for the fun to finally begin. The fun he demands for. [Full synopsis inside] Book #1 of The Enticing Series valentinahera©

'𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭'. - an enemies to lovers, childhood best friend, college romance - ~~~~~~~~ She then speaks up, "Alora." I look up at her and I feel everyone's gaze on me, "Truth or dare." This won't be good but fuck it. "Dare." her eyes widen as if she didn't expect that answer. "I dare you to give someone a lap dance." she smirks and gasps fill the room. I look at Stone and his eyes darken. "Don't make me choose. Name someone," I look back at her and she shrugs. "What about Stone?" a random girl asks. Everyone laughs. "She won't fucking do that. They're friends." a boy says. "Yeah that would be fucking weird if my sister gave my best friend a lap dance." Aiden laughs. I look at Stone and smirk. "Look away then, brother." ~~~~~~~~ Alora Winters has all she's wanted: her two girl-friends and figure-skating. But what happens when they have to return to the place they grew up in? The place that caused them so much hurt? Their male ex-best-friends await there and all the memories and pain come flooding back. Especially the ones that involve him. A BOOK IN THE RUIN ME SERIES [CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE] BEST RANKINGS: #1 in enemieswithbenefits #1 in friendgroup #1 in badboybadgirl #1 in enough #1 in americanfootball #1 in roommates #1 in friendswithbenefits #1 in desperation

'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 Mafia Boss and His Angel" Valentina Vernández is an pure perfection. She has brown wavy hair, juicy plump lips, marvelous body. Although her life isn't devine as it seems to be. Lorenzo Martino is an sexy mysterious Italian. He has everything, however one thing is missing in his perilous life. The perfect woman, which he doesn't believe exist. |MATURE CONTENT|

"I am sorry. I thought it would lessen your headache without medicine. Too many medicines are dangerous, and you eat too many. I am sorry. Please don't hit me! I won't repeat it. I am sorry." Amira just spoke without waiting, closing her eyes. "You regret helping me out or helping me out while I was sober?" She looked at Ali shocked, whose stern gaze was at her face. "I... I do not re... regret!" She stammered, feeling uneasy. He took an envelope and passed it to her. "Sign it and give it to me. I will submit it." Amira looked shocked at him. ─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ─── A smile covered her lips while her heart was in a different situation. Another book reached its happily ever after. And then there's her, waiting for the phase of pain to end, where things start turning just right. 𝐀𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐟𝐳𝐚𝐥 - Not perfect but beautiful. An introvert book lover, surrounded by silence and pain in the name of humans. ─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ─── You may shut your lips tight and smile to hide what your heart wants to say, but your eyes don't fail to convey your words! 𝐀𝐥𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐡𝐭𝐚𝐫 - Forced into a marriage he did not desire. Perfection with bad habits, he should be avoiding. Being the youngest son, he's pampered a lot.

I shouldn't want him. He shouldn't want me. But boundaries blur when power, control, and desire collide. "I-I shouldn't be attracted t-to you," I whisper, my back hitting the wall. He moves closer-slow, deliberate-until there's nowhere left for me to go. His tattooed arms cage me in, palms pressing against the wall on either side of my head. His scent wraps around me, dark and intoxicating. His breath grazes my cheek, sending heat straight through my spine. "And I shouldn't want to fuck you," he murmurs against my ear, voice low and unrestrained, "but yet I do." ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This book is intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. This story contains: Age gap Consensual BD/SM themes Power dynamics Nudity Sexual content Violence Profanity Mature themes

"We shouldn't," she moaned as I effortlessly separated her legs with my knee. "What about-" Her words died in her throat as I pressed my thumb against her swollen clit, tracing lazy circles. "I'm sick of ignoring my desires, Care. I don't want to die with regrets." I sank to my knees. "And not fucking you would be one of my biggest regrets." I dragged my hand from her needy clit, forcing two fingers inside of her, knuckle deep, while my mouth captured her clit. 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 They say life is always unkind to the most deserving. Just ask 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐲. She was doomed before she ever had a chance. Born into extreme poverty with drug addicted parents, she escaped to New York City in hopes for a better life. Instead, she works a deadend job at a seedy club, where ruination lurks around every corner. But The Regency's Old Hollywood ball changed her life forever. That was when he found her, and everything finally fell into place. 𝐍𝐢𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐬𝐞𝐧 seemed like he would be every woman's dream man. One of three sons from the highly respected Madsen family, and billionaire CEO of Madsen International, he basked in his bachelor lifestyle. Until his family forced him into an arranged marriage that intensified his disdain for high society. But, a girl in a martini glass changed everything. He had to know her. He had to have her. He just didn't know how yet. 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 graphics by @typinchapters #3 in Secret Relationship [10.1.24] #10 in New York City [1.4.25] #1 in stranger to lovers [9.30.25]

He bent me over his office desk and stripped away my underwear, letting the cold breeze hit my ass. He inserted the tip of his cock into my dripping cunt. As he pushed himself deeper and deeper into me, I felt my head starting to spin and gripped the edges of his desk as my legs got weaker by the second. He slowly started at such a steady pace, making sure to hit my g-spot with every thrust then suddenly changed to a quicker and unsteady pace, not giving me enough time to process the movements. "Spence...please...!" I squirmed, pathetically I managed to say with my mind becoming hazy. He pulled out and I whined at the sudden empty feeling. He then flipped me over so that I was laying on my back and he could have a good look at my tear-stained face. He placed both of his hands at the side of each ear, to support his own weight. "Please what? I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me." He said, leaning in closer. His breath tickled my skin as he left soft kisses on my collarbones. "Please...fuck me," I whined. "Was I not fucking you before? Or are you implying that I'm doing a bad job at it?" he smirked. That obviously wasn't the case and he knew it. He knew how crazy he was driving me with a simple touch, let alone having his full length inside me, hitting that one spot over and over repeatedly in a fast motion. I pulled him closer to my face, making sure our faces were only inches apart. I felt his tip nudging against my folds and I groaned at the friction. "Dirty little girl. Are you forgetting you have your husband in the car downstairs waiting for you as I'm destroying this pretty little pussy of yours?" he sadistically said. "Stop teasing and fuck me better than Allen ever will." I said without any thought. "That's all I needed to hear.."

"Why did you save me?" "Because it's my right to destroy you." Alex Young never expected his life to spiral into chaos. He already had a lot to deal with, with college and working multiple jobs to survive, he wanted nothing more than to forget the ghosts of his past. But when a violent twist of fate puts him at the mercy of Luca Moon-an infamous assassin known for his ruthlessness-Alex is forced into a dangerous game of submission and survival. Luca doesn't do attachments. He takes, he controls, and he discards. But from the moment he lays eyes on Alex, something shifts. What starts as a cold arrangement soon turns into an obsession-one that Luca refuses to let go of, no matter the cost. Will Alex be able to escape? Or will he succumb to Luca's control?

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦? My ass barely perched on the edge of a desk in this casting studio. My back was arched, my legs bent up to my stomach, my body covered in small droplets of sweat, small whimpers left my mouth as nine inches of pure bliss were balls deep inside me. He was thrusting hard like his life depended on it. Or maybe it did, because he was close. There were only two other people in the room. A camera man and another man sitting on the office chair behind this desk looking at the scene infront of him with interest. He held my fate in his hands tonight. "Come for me, baby." The one fucking me said in a deep yet strained voice. I heard movement in the chair and someone ran his hands in my damp hair and lightly tucked them back. My amber eyes met his green ones. My eyes rolled back as I came. His smirk told me he knew who I came for.