From the writer of Sweet Spot, comes the sequel of two familiar characters you already saw coming. Harper Davis has many titles: marketing connoisseur, almost-lawyer, disappointment to parents, and most importantly: liar. Big. Fat. Liar. But what else is a girl supposed to do when her overachieving parents ask her if she's in a relationship? It's bad enough they think she's incompetent, but single at the age of 31? Is there a cliff to jump off around here? And thanks to her big, fat, lying skills, Mr. and Mrs. Davis are flying into town to meet Harper's alleged boyfriend. The non-existent one. The "I'm about to be caught in the act" one. The "it was nice knowing you guys" one. Enter Sawyer James. He also has many titles: douchebag, womanizer, know-it-all, and just about any colourful insult in the book. The one title Harper didn't expect him to have? Boyfriend. Fake boyfriend. After years of working in vicinity and being known for their competitive nature, Harper never thought she would agree to fake-date the office hunk. But she's short on time and options and she can (frustratingly) admit that no one could play this part better than her work enemy. The "he probably sucks in bed" enemy. The "okay fine that's a lie" enemy. They say never to mix business and pleasure, but it doesn't count if it's pretend...right? *A hilarious reverse grumpy x sunshine, office romance, and fake dating rom-com. Rated 18+ due to mature scenes. All rights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic.*

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

Mina is a college student by day and a mysterious gaming legend, Starfire, by night. Her secret has always been safe-until a high-stakes tournament teams her up with Baekhyun, a cocky, flirtatious player who loves pushing her buttons. "Admit it," Baekhyun smirks. "You like having me as your partner." "I like winning," Mina snaps. "You're just... here." "Harsh. But don't worry, I'll grow on you." Baekhyun has this charm that is hard to resist, and walls in Mina's heart start to crack. But when her secret is at risk, she must choose between staying hidden and taking a chance on love. Start: 3rd February 2025 End : 16 May 2025 Highest rank: #3 in byunbaekhyun #1 in exo-k

She was just an ordinary college student; he was a cursed fire sorcerer battling the darkness within. Thrown into a magical world, Hana's only way home lies with Exo, a legendary group of sorcerers born under a curse. Sparks fly between Hana and Chanyeol, the brooding fire sorcerer, as they navigate enchanted forests, ancient spells, and dangerous secrets. But the deeper their connection grows, the closer the curse looms, threatening to tear them apart. In a world where magic and love collide, will they break the curse-or be consumed by it? Fantasy, adventure, and romance intertwine in a tale where the unexpected may be the only way out. Start : 1st June 2025 End: Ranks: #4 in chanyeolfanfic #7 in exo-k

When a page from your diary turns into a page that is part of a story. Here is what happens.

This is the story of Amelia, a young mother who has just moved to a new city with her three-year-old daughter, Ella. After everything they've been through, Amelia made herself a promise: no man would ever come close to her child again. Her only focus is to finish high school quietly - no gossip, no drama, no distractions. But life doesn't always go as planned. Just when Amelia begins to believe she can manage it all on her own, someone unexpected enters their lives - someone who brings light, hope, and a kind of love she thought she'd never trust again. "I wish you were my daddy," Ella says. "Your wish is my command," he replies. ~ TOP RANKINGS: #2 in Youngmother out of 238 stories #1 in Senioryear out of 2.02K stories #1 in NewCity out of 268 stories #1 in Aesthetic out of 32.2K stories #5 in Singlemother out of 470 stories #6 in Toddler out of 1.89K stories ~ Started: June 26, 2025 Finished: July 10, 2025 ~ *NO SMUT*

Before the books and the blackboards. Before the scholarship letter that made her father cry on the prayer mat. Before she stood at the gates of the university, shoulders square against a world that had always demanded more than she had to give- There was silence. The kind that filled the room when she first entered the world. No cries. No laughter. Just a mother bleeding regret and a father bleeding pride. Jadwa Abdulrahman did not arrive with a golden spoon or a warm welcome. She was born into a quiet rebellion-two hearts that chose love over legacy, and paid for it with hunger and exile. Her name meant gift, but in those first days, she felt more like a burden that no one came to lift.

Drawn to Silence I was thirteen when the people I called family handed me over to a world I barely understood. Lies, betrayal, and cold corridors taught me how fragile truth could be and how easily the people around you could turn against you. Years later, life has grown quieter, gentler, or so I tell myself. Aleesha has been my anchor through it all, yet there are names and faces I can't explain like Zayd Al-Hakeem. He is just... there, a presence I feel before I see, a puzzle I have never learned how to read. I am Lina Abdullah. And this is only the beginning of what I never expected.

❝ 𝐈 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄. ❞ 18+ | He was an English teacher because he liked to criticize people. His stormy, gray eyes never dared to show emotion, his nose was always sharp with judgment, and his lips wouldn't make an effort to smile. 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐄 was 𝘯𝘰𝘵 the professor to mess with. She was an innocent student of his but had absolutely no filter. Perhaps that's what caught his attention at first. Along with her bubbly personality, terrible jokes, wild opinions, and gift in writing. Either way, he was interested. Not just in what she had to say, but in everything about her. 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍 seemed like the last person to major in Creative Writing, but give her a pen and paper and she's the deepest person you'll ever meet. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 was hard to forget about once you meet her. 𝙃𝙚 was as closed off as he was addictive. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 was one hell of a dangerous road to go down. 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐘. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I back up towards the door and he slowly follows, a certain emotion coating over his gray eyes and registering in his complicated brain. "How old are you?" There's something dangerous about the glint in his features, something of an evil awakening. "Almost twenty," I mumble, my hands pressed up against the door. I look up into his dark and cloudy irises, my legs turning into jelly. "Why?" "Just making sure I'm not breaking too many rules at once." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓-𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. 𝙊𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. Does contain mature content. Read at your discretion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.