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Corrupted [𝟏𝟖+] [𝐆𝐱𝐆] by weekendlustt
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"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?
Jealousy Conceals Love by frostedblazee
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Hate and jealousy are the only things that tie Blake and Hayley together. That and their impressive ability in one sport. Football. They're each others worst enemies yet they are required to be on the same side. Blake's a typical, popular, rich bitch kind of girl, who thrives in power. Whereas Hayley is the new girl, not shy, but prefers to keep her life to herself. The thing is there's a thin line between love and hate. Especially when jealousy plays a factor... Even if they're both in denial of their own sexuality.
Untouchable. by crystalizedapplw
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Isabella, 18 years old, enters Senior Year with an untouched mindset. Her goal is to quickly move past the year without drama, relationships, and certainly no specific enemies. She's quiet and studious, but not too long after, her life begins to change. Everleigh Rose, 18 years old, is different. She wants to make the most out of Senior Year, considering that she's also cheer captain. Her name is known, and she makes sure everyone is aware of who she is. Your typical blue-eyed blondie, you could say. After a misunderstanding at orientation, Isabella and Everleigh cross paths. They pick at each other from the start, and their arguments and hatred grows along with them. They hate each other like no other, but how long will it take for the hatred to be turned into something else? Something that they would've never imagined?
faultline (twisted devotion, #1) by luhvbcmb
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Aurora Kensington has spent years trying to silence the voice in her head-the one that sounds too much like Briar Holloway. The girl who was once her best friend. The girl who came out to her. The girl she pushed away. Now eighteen, Aurora is desperate to prove she's everything she's supposed to be: a good daughter, a devoted Catholic, normal. But no matter how hard she prays, no matter how many rules she follows, she can't shake the feeling that something inside her is broken. And when she sees the lights on in the Holloway house for the first time in years, something deep in her chest stirs. She doesn't know Briar is back. Not until she turns around at a party and finds her standing there. Briar never planned to return to Chapelwood, but with her family drowning in debt and her grandmother's health failing, she had no choice. She tells herself she doesn't care about Aurora anymore-that she only came to this party because she thought it'd be funny. But the second their eyes meet, the past slams into her like a tremor. Old wounds. Old feelings. Ones that never truly faded. Because "love" (if you can call it that) like theirs doesn't disappear. It fractures. It festers. It trembles under the weight of everything unsaid. And if they're not careful, it might just swallow them whole. But none of it truly matters anyway. Not unless Aurora is willing to face the truth about herself. A story about love, sin, and the thin line between devotion and obsession.