The strip of non-tattooed skin fell from his neck down to the fly he unfastened. "Do I scare you?" "No." "I should." . . . After a salacious event makes her want to leave home, Mina takes a traveling nurse position as far away as possible: Tokyo. In a different country with a different name, lies protect her from her past. Placed in an apartment near a Yakuza base, she meets Ryuzo, an alluring and disillusioned member of the criminal organization. As the two grow closer, Ryuzo admits he is trying to free himself of his gang ties. Mina vows to help him, but when she discovers his true identity, she realizes she isn't the only dirty, dirty liar. . . . Content Warning: This story is intended for mature audiences only. This story contains frequent cursing, explicit sexual content, mild violence, and mentions of drug use.

Simple business trip to Japan. What could go wrong? ************************************************************** "HEY! SLOW DOWN! YOUR GOING TO KILL SOMEBODY! I yelled as the car passed. "IDIOT". My adrenaline had me so wired. I didn't realize I was still on the guy I tackled, panting because my heart was racing. Ranking: # 1 - Jpop # 12 - Ambw # 1 - Japan # 2 - Dance #2 - Exile Tribe

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

A quiet Italian village. A girl trying to save for her future. A man trying to remember who he is. And one summer that will burn itself into their skin. Emma thought this would be just a job. A sleepy little hotel in the northern countryside. A way to save up for art school and escape the weight of expectations. But when she crosses paths with Alessandro - a young American with a camera, a complicated past, and eyes that seem to see through her - everything begins to unravel. Tangled between lingering desires, unspoken regrets, and the raw tension of summer heat, Emma is pulled into a web of feelings that aren't safe... and maybe were never meant to be. He came to find inspiration. She came to find freedom. But neither of them expected this. A story of love, lust, and the inescapable pull of a season that changes everything.

[Watty 2025 Winner] [Slow Brew Series 1 of 2] [Completed] Look, I didn't mean to embarrass myself the first time I walked into Brewing Grounds. Or the second. Or...every other time since. But something about the place-and the barista with the messy ponytail and the glasses that she pushes up her nose-makes me forget how to form actual sentences. Bea. Her name's Bea. She spelled mine wrong on my cup the first day (Ell-yot Hayul), and now I'm kind of obsessed. Not with her. With medium lattes. With her handwriting. With the little hearts she scribbles on my cups. Okay... maybe a little bit with her. The point is: I'm a walking disaster around her, and I'm pretty sure she knows it. And okay, maybe I started showing up every morning at exactly 7:30 just to see her. And maybe I've been reading up on how to flirt because I thought that might help (it hasn't). But honestly, what's the worst that could happen? I embarrass myself again? (Already done that.) Spill coffee on my tie? (Happened last week.) Accidentally fall in love with the barista who writes flirty notes on my coffee cups? Oh, wait... [1 of 2: Slow Brew Series] Dual POV | Romantic Comedy | Coffee Shop Romance | Slice of Life 18+ for suggestive dialogue, some steam (nothing too explicit) 🏆 1st Place - Pimp My Romance Awards 2025 🏆 1st Place - Pink Watty's pINKspire Awards 2025 "Best Dialogue" 🏆 The Nano Watt 2025 - Contemporary Romance Winner 🏆 Watty's 2025 Winner

A Recipe for a Disaster Serving 6 Ingredients: 1 lb. Brute of a Sinfully Gorgeous Boss 1 lb. Shy Beautiful Broken Waitress 2 tbsp. Gorgeous Matchmaking Sister 1 1/4 tsp. of Dreamy Crush 1 cup of Sassy Best Friend 1 bowl of Melted Chocolate Method: Add Brute of a Boss and Broken Waitress to a large bowl together with a bowl of warm molten Chocolate. Stir well before adding Matchmaking Sister to the mixture. Heat one cup of Best Friend in a saucepan before drizzling over the mixture and again, stir well. Finally, for a burst of flavor garnish with a 1/4 cup of Crush. Do enjoy! --------★ UNEDITTED ˙˙˙˙˙˙ Highest Rank: #1 in Romance - 10/08/22 Highest Rank: #2 in General Fiction - 21/05/17 All Rights Reserved.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢. Book One in the Bittersweet Series. Created: 27/12/18 Published: 16/02/19 Completed: 03/01/20 Edited: As of March 2022 Completed rewrite: 25/01/23

Mia Shannon struggles to adjust to her life in San Francisco after moving there from the south. It's hard being the only black girl at the company she works for and even harder when she's the personal assistant to two of the most wealthiest, gorgeous men white men she's ever seen. Mia finds herself having feelings for both her bosses and realizes nothing can ever become of them except to exist in her fantasies. Kale and Aidan fell in love with Mia the moment she walked into their office for an interview for the personal assistant position. It took them almost four years to get close enough to Mia where she was comfortable enough to be around them as best friends. Now they want more and they are determine to make Mia the only woman in their life.

❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure. I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want. "I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts." He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans. I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself. "Your breasts." he admits. "You love...?" I ask. "You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear. → Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth. #1 Manxwoman #2 Forbiddenromance #2 Blackwoman #2 Slowbuild

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...