Charlotte Dubois was trained for this, covert operations, secret extractions, survival at all costs. But no amount of spy craft prepared her for Giulia Bianchi, the ruthless mafia boss who caught her in the act. Charlotte is supposed to be an asset: valuable, interrogated, then discarded, but Giulia has other plans. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, Giulia Bianchi rules with iron precision. She should've broken Charlotte by now. Instead, she's fascinated by her. The spy isn't afraid. She's not begging. She's daring. As days turn to nights behind locked doors, threats turn into games, and loyalty twists into something darker. Charlotte was meant to be Giulia's prisoner, but desire is a weapon neither of them can control.

"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic

No one is perfect, so why judge? That was the reminder everyone would need when around Ailina. Roselyn found herself judging Ailina no matter how hard she tried. But it didn't bother Ailina, all she cared about was living her life on a high. They both had different views on life and different ways of living that didn't truly match, yet they always found themselves near each other ever since the first night. Roselyn unwilling starts to find herself enjoying Ailina company, so she tries her very best to not judge Ailina. Could she actually keep herself from judging though?

"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?

❝𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑰 𝒌𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆.❞ __________________ Esmeralda doesn't just steal your freedom . She takes your breath, your mind...𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴. Ashleen knows she should hate her. But what's the fun in that?

cover by @MommyClitt in a world where mafia bosses ruled the world and every five years, fifty girls and fifty men were chosen for an auction where every mafia boss came and bid. - "i never wanted this, marielle. i never asked to fall in love with you."

"I do have something in mind, actually." The words were certain and very clear. Celine leaned back against the couch, her smirk softening into something darker, quieter. "Well then," She said, voice smooth enough to make my spine tingle, "Come show me." My breath caught before I could even think. The room seemed to hum around us-the low buzz of the liquor, the faint rustle of the robe against my skin, her eyes following me as she'd already decided what was going to happen next. Something in my chest fluttered-or maybe it flipped. The words weren't loud, but they pulled at me anyway like a command wrapped in velvet. I hesitated, barely. Then the hesitation melted away, the same way the liquor did earlier. My body moved before my mind caught up, slow and deliberate 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, drawn to her like gravity wasn't a choice. 𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓 Monét was never one to follow rules, that word seemed unknown to her knowledge. Monét was a troublemaker, it ran in her blood-well half of her blood. Her father being the chief of the police, the rule follower, yet he made an exception for his daughter always running to her rescue when needed. Monét was also the type to get what she wants, so when she sees this older lawyer-you can guess what she wants. And she intends to get it, stopping at nothing. She wouldn't let anything stop her, not age, not her issues, not her father, not a judge. Nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.

Iris Heathers and Aurora Romane find themselves falling for one another despite their dynamic. Iris enters Aurora's life as only a babysitter for her child, Ariella. However, she becomes much more than that with time. Aurora held no shame in her commitment to the other woman, disregarding her title entirely. The Babysitter is a 'fast-paced' story about two women who fall in love, overcoming all obstacles that present themselves ahead.

𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐅𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞 only searched for one thing in life. Money. It was something that we all craved. However, Aria didn't want it for greedy reasons. She simply needed it in order to live comfortably. The way Aria acquired her income was draining- yet worth it. One of her jobs were deemed natural while the other was labeled as unnatural or inappropriate to some. Aria didn't give a shit what those "some" thought. She knew what was necessary for her future. However, the redhead becomes a little too money hungry and finds herself in a rather. . . steamy situation. Aria Fabienne encounters 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 and my god is their relationship a tough one. They may not be the perfect pair but by all means are they the most desirable.