I slept with Jeremy Volkov. Yes. Me. Landon King! With him. And before you pity him or me, know this: I don't lose. I don't bend. I don't forgive easily. Jeremy thinks he's untouchable. That he can rattle me, push me, make me vulnerable. He's wrong. Every glance, every word, every whispered threat only sharpens me, hones me into something he can't control. Blackmail? Humiliation? Let him try. I don't break, I calculate. And Jeremy Volkov will learn exactly what happens when he underestimates me.

I AM UNTOUCHABLE. Or at least, that's what they say. A prodigy art student, an heir, a life so carefully composed it borders on myth; every movement precise, every flaw erased before it can exist. My name is Landon King, and control is my greatest creation, and I wear it flawlessly. Beneath it, something restless waits. Something sharp, alive with chaos I've spent years forcing into something presentable. Kings do not make mistakes. Kings do not get caught. Until, once, I do. A night meant to disappear doesn't. A misstep. A presence I fail to account for. And for the briefest moment, the illusion fractures...Right as I collide with Jeremy Volkov. A name spoken in low voices. He's something far more dangerous than the stories bother to capture. I should have ended things there. I can erase being caught. But being wanted...is an entirely different kind of ruin.

When Basgiath's commanding general gives an order, you don't question it, you obey. Oleander Sorrengail was meant for the Healers Quadrant. But six months before enlistment, she and her twin sister Violet are forced to abandon their paths and enter the Riders Quadrant instead-where survival is earned in blood, and most don't make it past their first year. Everyone else has trained their entire lives for this. Oleander hasn't. So she makes a choice: she won't fight to survive. She'll fight to make sure Violet does. Because when this is over, only one of them needs to live. And no one is going to miss the spare. This is a Fourth Wing fanfic intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content.

He went to Texas just for something new and exciting. He never expected to meet a boy who would completely change his life. Sorry English is not my first language, but hope u enjoy 😛

❝She was meant to be shared by the Alpha Brothers.❞ When Myra is granted a wish from the moon goddess, she gives the moon goddess a long list of qualities she'd like in her mate. The moon goddess knows only one way to fulfil Myra's long list of wishes- by pairing her with the Alpha brothers. The same Alpha brothers who have been hunting for her for years. Hunter and Mateo King. The Alpha brothers are said to be ruthless Alphas. Their name strikes fear in other Alphas. No one who has ever gotten on their bad side has survived to tell the tale except a notorious hacker- Myra Woods. But what happens when they find out the notorious hacker is their fated mate? ~ 18 + only This is a dark romance book with very intense scenes. Please read with caution.

"You're an Assassin, I'm an FBI Agent. We can't be together, we're like Oil and Water. We simply don't mix." The smaller woman looked at her with glossy eyes and tear stained cheeks, her eyes were blazing as she spoke: "your lips didn't seem to think that a few moments ago." ------------------------ A story in which two women fall for each other, neither of them knowing what the other is. A story of Vulnerability, Fate and Love. A modern day Forbidden Love Story. All Rights Reserved. 2020. #1 womanxwoman (January 2021) #1 lesbian romance (August 2020) #2 girlxgirl (September 2020)

"It always made you feel powerful when I beg, right?" Morana murmured, her eyes softening as she lowered herself to the cold floor. "So let me beg." Nerezza always knew how to clean up her messes. Knew where to scrape, where to smooth over with a domestic shine of innocence. Erase the evidence. Rephrase the story. Recalibrate the damage. But what happens when the mess starts talking back?

This is a fanfiction of Vaughn Morozov (son of Kirill Morozov). This story is not canon. All the characters belong to Rina Kent. Vivian I was supposed to keep my head down. Finish what I started. Go back to being the good daughter. One mistake. One wrong decision. And I ended up in the wrong place, at the wrong time-caught in the sight of the wrong man. Him. He wears danger like a second skin. He watches. He waits. He is a silent predator, and I am his next prey. Vaughn One thing my father always taught me: keep your friends close and your enemies closer. She's a distraction. She's a temptation. In our world, a man who gives in to temptation signs his own death warrant. I should've let her go. But I can't. Not until I uncover every secret she's hiding-even if it destroys us both. An epic tale of deception, secrets, lies, angst and longing!

Daughter of the Great Betrayer Sister of the infamous Xaden Riorson Her story has been written for her. Her name defines who she is. The daughter of Fen Riorson. A deal was struck. Now we must face the consequences. Who is she? Thalira Riorson Liam Mairi x OC Aaric Graycastle (Cam Tauri) x OC _ •STATUS• Fourth Wing- Completed Iron Flame- Completed Onyx Storm- Ongoing

Being marked is a curse. Being a Riorson? A death sentence. Verena Riorson-sister to Xaden Riorson, daughter of Fen Riorson, the kingdom's most hated traitor-wasn't raised, she was reforged. Life didn't just shove her down-it beat her bloody and taught her to crawl in silence. Mercy? That word died the day her father did. After the execution, she wasn't fostered with a kind family like the others. No, the kingdom handed her over to the Velmires-a family that worshipped loyalty and burned hatred into the bones of every Marked child they touched. They didn't just punish her for her bloodline. They broke her for it. Rebuilt her into a weapon so sharp, even the gods would flinch. She begged once. Covered in blood, trembling on her knees, she whispered for mercy. The Velmires taught her what a mistake that was. She never asked again. Now she wears her scars like armor. Each mark carved into her back is proof that she survived the kind of hell no one walked out of whole. And Xaden? Her beloved older brother? He never came. Never searched. Never cared. Not until it was too late. The little sister he remembered-the kind-hearted, bright-eyed girl who clung to his hand-is long dead. In her place stands something else. Something colder. Stronger. Unforgiving. She's done hiding the monster they created. Done pretending the fire inside her wasn't born to burn kingdoms down. Verena Riorson has come to remind them all why they should've killed her when they had the chance. And gods help the ones who ever thought they broke her-because now? She's the storm they'll never survive.