It was never supposed to mean anything. Just a fleeting moment. A beautiful mistake, soaked in midnight and quiet desperation. One night to forget the rules. To taste freedom in the arms of a stranger. To let go without thinking of the morning after. No goodbyes. No consequences. Only touches that lingered too long, and memories etched into skin like whispers. But fate doesn't play fair. Because when Mia stepped into her classroom that Monday morning, time didn't just stop. It held its breath. And there she was. The stranger from that night. But not draped in shadows this time. No, now she stood in the light. Composed. Commanding. Off-limits. Her new English teacher. Their eyes met. A flash of recognition. A pause too long to be innocent. Mia's heart stumbled in her chest. The room faded, voices dulled, the world narrowed to just her. The woman she wasn't supposed to see again. The woman who now held her future in the palm of her hand. And maybe, just maybe, still remembered everything.

A professor? And a student? That's a line that should never be crossed. But what happens when those lines start to blur? What happens when you begin to mistake manipulation for love? One wants power and control while the other wants to win and get her way....and be loved. And each will do anything to get it. power. control. manipulation. I'm horrible at descriptions, but trust me, it's gonna be good

(Gal Gadot) (gxg) Amara Jones is a 19 year old girl. She loves studying and is very innocent. One day, she went and visit Gal Gadot, the owner and the CEO of Gal industry. Gal Gadot is a 34 year old business woman. She is very mean and cold hearted for no reason. However, the young girl caught Gal's attention. Will Amara change Gal's heart? Will Gal fall in love? Will Amara hate Gal? (A little mix of fifty shades of grey and kdrama scenarios) (Currently editing) I made this book a long time ago therefore it's bad lol

To 18 year old Emma Slater, New York, England, is her whole life. It's where she grew up, the streets she played on, the streets she learnt to walk on, the streets she rode her first bike on. It's home. But it's also the streets where she dealt drugs. The streets where her gambling almost got her killed. The streets where she fell in love with Elise Elderflower, the beautiful art teacher she was sure had been sent from hell to tip her over the edge, sending her spiralling into a black abyss. Until one day, Elise disappears. Twenty years later, they meet again. -- ❝𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘱. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘌𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘌𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. ❞ --

Distraught over the presidential election results, college student Rachel Taff becomes hell-bent on making a difference in her community. She decides to take a internship with the office of California Senator Jennifer Abner who is seemingly gearing up to enter the presidential race next term. A story of hope, prosperity, lust, and deceit follows the lives of Rachel and Jennifer as their paths cross, and they realize they have a lot more in common than just wanting to make a change in the world.

(18+ EXTREMELY MATURE CONTENT) ***this book contains vulgar language, violence, obsessive behaviour, mental disorders and other content that may be very sensitive to some readers**** ----READ AT OWN RISK---- Sin ' Devil ' Grey, a killing machine, merciless, a psychopath are all the words they call him. A monster that enjoys watching people suffer. The ring was his escape, where he went to run away from his demon's and haunting past. But its only for so long that he can run away from himself...... Luna Winters a stubborn girl who has a dark past that turned her into what she is, she has walls built very high that no one's ever dared to break. What happens when she finds herself having to pay a debt that's not even hers but will cost her her life. What happens when these two collide in the most scandalous way ever and she uncovers dark and terrifying secrets that tell her exactly why they called him "Devil". Find out what happens when the she two paths collide in a very dangerous world of blood, pain and sorrow. in a WARZONE _______________________ Highest rankings: #7 sexy #4 desire #6 lust #99 love #8 mafia #16 lover

"I'm going to fuck you until you're trembling beneath me Isa, until the only thing you can say is my name." Isa shifted, grinding against my slick, leaking cock, feeling her pulse under my hand, every twitch driving me crazier. My own cock was hard, straining, every nerve on fire. The guilt, sharp and insistent, clawed at my chest. I shouldn't be doing this. It was wrong. I shouldn't want it. But wanting it, needing it, made everything hotter, sharper, more unbearable. Every forbidden touch, every gasp, every press of our bodies together was sin incarnate, and it made me ache to keep going. "Miss Cross, please." She begged, voice trembling. "I need you inside me." "You're mine." I whispered as I slipped the tip in, fingers stroking her fucking perfect breasts, teasing, letting her feel the full weight of my dominance. - At Saint Therésè Academy for Girls, Miss Evelyn Cross is untouchable. Black button ups. Steel eyes. A voice that could slice through glass. She's the guidance counselor girls fear, the faculty respects, and no one dares cross. Rumors follow her like perfume of a ruined past, a war behind her eyes, and a heart made of rusted steel. Then Isadora 'Isa' Mercer walks in. Eighteen. Reckless. Dripping with sin and sunshine. Her skirt's too short. Her tongue's too sharp. And her eyes say she came here to ruin something. Evelyn tells herself she can handle it; the late night counseling sessions. The giggles behind closed doors. The lipstick stains that start showing up on her skin. But Isa doesn't want help. She wants control. And she's not afraid to beg for it. Now they're breaking rules, breaking each other, and baptizing themselves in every filthy secret they swore they'd never touch. Guilt becomes foreplay. Power becomes pleasure. And every whispered "Miss" turns into a moan she can't ignore. She was supposed to guide her. She ended up taking her apart, one touch at a time.

"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

"I'll make you scream in pleasure until you realize that I am way more better than him. I will take you on my bed and I would definitely punish you for making me lose my damn mind. . . I miss your touch, babe. I miss your hands roaming around my body."

Forsaking God to kiss someone you hate might not be a smart decision, but damn does it hurt good. ✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.* Judith was never supposed to fall in love- but she was never supposed to become a vampire either. It's her duty as a nun to stay pure of mind and body. If she is found out, she will be executed. When the woman she loves betrays her, Greta, the vampire who accidentally infected her, may be her only hope of surviving. The problem is, Judith can't stand Greta. -But she can't stay away from her either.