18+ Readers Only!! "I woke up with a cheap ring on my wedding finger," Mona told her. Minerva went quiet. "What?" "It's real shitty craftsmanship too, Minerva. I don't know who bought these or who's selling 'em but Christ they gotta stop. Do you have one?" "Unfortunately," Minerva muttered, and Mona could hear her shifting in the bed. "Oh," she breathed finally, "that's... interesting." "What?" "It appears we are married." Mona started laughing. "Nice one, Iva. What's next? You're pregnant and I'm the father?" "Mona I'm serious." "No you ain't." "I've sent you a picture." Just as she finished speaking, Mona's phone chimed and she pulled it from her ear, putting Minerva on speaker. Sitting in their chat was a picture of a certificate. A certificate that stated they were, in the eyes of the law, married. "Fuck me," Mona said, staring at the picture. "How did this happen?" "I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know?" "I don't know," Minerva replied firmly. "What do you remember?" "Nothing!" "Wonderful," Minerva groaned, "absolutely perfect." *********************************************************** Minerva Edevane - a multi-billionaire who is also an heiress to a Scottish fortune that is thousands of years old. Mona Ariti - a traumatised young woman with mummy issues, and also the youngest sister of Minerva's best friend. When the two of them go to a bar in vegas and then wake up the following morning with no memory of the night except for a wedding certificate, they've suddenly got to act like this was the plan all along. That they didn't get heinously drunk and accidentally get married. There are many people that don't want them together, many people that try to tear them apart and hurt them. It's a story of heartbreak, of pain, of trauma, but also of love and comfort and the wonderful things that finding your soulmate can do. Content Warnings: Medical Torture SA Gore Blood Murder There is a discord server for this book.

18+ Only. Diana Adkins has never stayed anywhere for long. Expelled, transferred, or quietly sent away, she's on her third boarding school this year-an isolated estate tucked deep in the countryside. Haunted by her own thoughts and abandoned by parents who would rather pretend she doesn't exist, Diana is used to drifting through life unseen. Until she meets Vivienne Monet, the enigmatic and elegant house mistress of her new dormitory. Vivienne is the first adult who seems to understand her, who listens when the world would rather medicate or ignore her. Against all odds-and against every rule-an intense, secret relationship sparks between them, one built on trust, desire, and the delicate balance of power that Diana craves. But the fragile world they've built shatters when Vivienne disappears, kidnapped without a trace. For the first time, Diana refuses to run. With her heart and freedom on the line, she must unravel a dark web of secrets to bring back the only person who has ever truly seen her.

"Do I look like the kind of woman who needs to bribe someone into sex?" She raised an eyebrow and placed a beautifully manicured hand on the generous swell of her hip. . . . I guess she has a point. "The sex will only come if you ask nicely." "Wait, what?" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Sam is one tough chick. By day, she is the kind waitress at the café and caretaker of her little brother, Mikey. By night, she fights at an underground fight club run by the local gang. They place bets on who wins, and more often than not, Sam walks away with a couple hundred bucks in her pocket to end the night. She's not proud of a lot of the thing's she's had to do, but she does what she does to survive. Even then, she has one rule. The only thing she bets is money. Not her body, not her jewelry, not her time. See what happens when the sexy woman that runs the place gets her to break her only rule. W A R N I N G: Graphic adult content ahead. 18+ Rankings: #1 in WOMANXWOMAN #1 in STREETFIGHTER #2 in DOMME #2 in HOTTIE

Elowyn Gray likes her world quiet, predictable, and safe. As an autistic young woman who builds her life around routine, she's never expected-or wanted-anything to change. But when a chance encounter with the enigmatic CEO Ms. Monroe sends a flicker through her carefully guarded calm, Elowyn finds herself crossing paths with the woman again and again. Warmth becomes confusion. Distance becomes awareness. And every accidental brush of hands sends an unfamiliar thrill through her, making her unsure if she should explore it a little further... or run away completely.

Shay has learned how to disappear in plain sight. She moves through her days quietly-head down, emotions locked away, body trained to endure more than it should. Control is survival. Distance is safety. And no one ever looks close enough to see what she's learned to hide. Until someone does. Lilith Armstrong is everything Shay isn't allowed to want: composed, authoritative, untouchable. A woman who understands the body down to its smallest fracture-and sees far too much when she looks at Shay. What begins as instruction slowly becomes attention. What feels like guidance sharpens into something heavier, more dangerous, and impossible to ignore. Between the anatomy of the human body and the anatomy of restraint, lines blur. Power shifts. Desire festers in the quiet moments where it shouldn't exist. And Shay must decide whether being seen is worth the risk of being undone. Anatomy of Restraint is a dark, slow-burn psychological romance about control, obsession, and the intoxicating danger of crossing boundaries that were never meant to bend.

Ivy Williams didn't come to Heartfelt University for drama. She came to pass her classes, chain-smoke her way through the stress, and stay out of trouble. Then she met Professor Sinclair. Cold, condescending, and infuriatingly attractive, Sinclair seems to have made it her mission to ruin Ivy's life one lecture at a time. But Ivy gives as good as she gets-and the more they clash, the more the tension starts to twist into something else. Something neither of them is ready for but both of them want far too badly. Sharp words turn into slow glances. Power plays turn personal. And soon, the only thing more dangerous than their rivalry... is what might happen if it stops. [wlw]

Sequel to Teach Me. This story follows Sam, Carla and Delaney as they navigate their relationships and the different dynamics between them.

Kristen's relationships fail one after another, she aches for connection. When her best friend tries to hook her up with a Dominant woman named Nicole she thinks it could never work. Soon she realizes how wrong she is. *Caregiver/Little dynamic just as much as Domme/Sub Dynamic*

My father was a fisherman. My mother was a whore. I was a product of my environment. I grew up in a small town, along the seaside. Everyone knew everyone, and nothing was ever private. It was like having one big, nosy family. So when I nearly drowned and was saved by not one, but three, mysterious women, you can imagine that it was the talk of the town. Father claims that they were mermaids. I claim that he's a mad man. On an unrelated note, three beautiful women just moved into town...

𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. Now, with the eyes of the entire world on her, she quickly finds out there is no running away from yourself, your past and most importantly- the Gods. She's a thief, a horrible friend and afraid people will find out the worst thing about her. She's a fraud. Blessings? Curses? What's the difference?