When a family friend's suicidal daughter becomes her patient, Dr. Annabelle is forced to confront the one thing more dangerous than depression: Attachment. "I don't need your help, Doctor Annabelle." She laughed, but it sounded exhausted. "Though if you have discovered a way to screw the depression out of someone, I would be willing to hear your treatment plan."

The shy girl wanted to prove she could be useful to the CEO's plan-seducing a dangerous man. Trembling, she carefully straddled Diana's lap, heart pounding, desperate to show she wasn't as helpless as she seemed. Diana's cold voice challenged her: "Is that all you can do? You think this is helping? Sitting on me, trembling like that?" But inside, watching Anna like this, she felt something she refused to admit-losing control. Anna ran away to start over. At nineteen, she left behind a strict father, a forced engagement, and a life that never felt like hers. Now she's tucked away in a quiet corner of Thailand, working at a small café and trying to find pieces of herself again. Then Diana (33) walked in. Cold, composed, and impossibly intimidating, Diana is the kind of woman who commands a room without saying a word. A powerful CEO with a mysterious edge and eyes that never miss a thing. She claims she's just there for coffee... but she lingers. Watches. Smiles, when no one's looking. When a spilled drink and an innocent apology turn into a moment neither of them expected, Anna finds herself pulled into a game she doesn't understand, one filled with secrets, tension, and a closeness that feels too dangerous to want. But Diana isn't just a customer. And Anna isn't just a girl working behind the counter. One is hiding a mission. The other is trying not to lose herself. And neither of them is ready for what's coming next.

Harper Quinn moved to Indiana to start over. No plan, no connections, just a fresh city and a job application that landed her inside Obsidian - the most exclusive club in town, owned by the most untouchable woman she'd ever met. Sloane Knox doesn't do personal. Doesn't do relationships. Doesn't do anything that can be used against her. She built her empire on that rule and has kept it for sixteen years. Harper breaks every single one. What starts as tension becomes something neither of them planned for - and as Harper gets closer to Sloane she starts to understand that the woman she's falling for isn't just a club owner. She's something much more powerful, much more dangerous, and much more complicated than Harper bargained for. But Harper Quinn has never known when to walk away. And Sloane Knox is learning - slowly, reluctantly, and against every instinct she has - that maybe she doesn't want her to.

"Some confessions are written in blood." If you're unfamiliar with Miss blackwood forbidden lessen 18+. I strongly advise you to read that book first before reading this one. Selene Blackwood has always been a woman of secrets. But when Isabelle discovers a newspaper article linking Selene to her mother's sudden death, the truth can no longer stay buried. Selene's mother had ordered an assassination on Isabelle. Selene was the only one who stood in the way. Now, Isabelle demands honesty, even as the answers threaten to shatter their fragile trust. In this dark and seductive sequel to The Silent Confession, love is tested by betrayal, desire tangled with danger, and one question haunts them both. How far would you go to protect the one you love?

~ A Seductive Study in Secrets and Control × Smutt. × Professor - college student. × Chaos. If you do not prefer reading smutt. I strongly advise you to (not) read this book. My Other Books: Mrs. Selene Blackwood - "The Silent Confession" Sequel! My Best Friend's Mother When forbidden desires blur the lines between friendship and temptation. Aphrodite - My Tail Leads Me To You In a world of gods and secrets, love follows its own mysterious path. Thirsting For Her. ©2025

In a world where magic and mortals collide, the unyielding Ms. Hardbroom's carefully constructed life is shattered by the introduction of a new student. Enter Holly Draven, a young woman repeating her final year, whose very presence ignites a dangerous spark. This is a story of guaranteed angst and nail-biting, told from a first-person perspective that's sure to make you blush. This tale is for those who dare to delve into a forbidden romance and witness Ms. Hardbroom become a mistress of more than just potions. (Uses Worst Witch and Harry Potter magical worlds and descriptors) TW: Mental Health, Panic Attacks, descriptions of abuse.

Hettie's last year at Cackle's Academy is thrown into discourse as she makes a new chaotic best friend who starts a relationship with the Deputy Headmistress. Then to her utter surprise, Hettie finds herself drawn to the new Head of Herbology: Ms. Reed. Thank you to everyone who read Focus. and if you are new here- this story is from an OG character point of view from Focus. so please read that first :) This chapter takes place after the Christmas Ball whilst Hettie is at home with her family for the break. Enjoy! So excited to share this new perspective on the completed story with you!

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

Olive Martin had always been a hurricane in a world too small for her. A girl with a million shattered pieces of herself scattered at every corner of her existence. You could see it in her eyes, cold pools that swallowed everything until a dark cold bitterness was all that existed. Nikole Darcelle was a woman who knew power, she had conquered every empire. Yet love? That was the only luxury she couldn't afford, not when the whole world bent to her will with every whispered command. Her insatiable need for control would lead her into a collision course with a small force more volatile than anything she'd ever encountered. Both were disasters in their own, but together? They would either destroy each-other or ignite something much darker than either anticipated.

"𝐈'𝐌 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍." #1. #GirlonGirl March 29th, 2025