Two weeks. That was the deal. Two weeks under the same roof. Two weeks to decide what was real. Two weeks before walking away. Cara never expected those two weeks to change everything. Fresh off a forced marriage she never believed would last, Cara tells herself she's just surviving-sharing space with the most famous quarterback in the league, pretending she belongs in his mansion, pretending his slow smiles and possessive touches don't undo her. She has plans. A career. A life that doesn't revolve around stadium lights and tabloid headlines. Noah Beckett was never supposed to be more than a complication. But Noah doesn't do anything halfway. Not football. Not marriage. And definitely not her. As the walls come down and the lines blur, what starts as obligation ignites into something dangerous-intimate nights, stolen moments, laughter layered over desire. Noah wants her to stay. Cara wants to believe she can. And somewhere between late-night confessions and whispered promises, falling in love becomes the one thing neither of them planned for. But love means trust. And when jealousy, secrets, and outside interference threaten everything they've built, Cara is forced to face the hardest truth of all- Love isn't enough if it isn't safe. Wildcard is a spicy, emotional sports romance about desire, control, vulnerability, and the moment love stops being a game. Perfect for readers who love messy feelings, feral heroes, strong heroines, and a heartbreak ending that lingers long after the last page.

"That's it, hardening up for daddy. What a good boy." I grunted, moaning and tipping my head back. "Let's pull it out," he mused. "Oh... someone's excited today, isn't he?" "No," I choked. "Liar." He chuckled, pulling his hand up and down my length. I groaned. "We can't." "Shhhh..." he cooed, "no talking. But once you're ready to scream my name, feel free." "Scream your...?" He flicked on a lighter, gently lowering it to my cock. It didn't even touch my skin. I screamed out, "WOLF! WOLF! WAIT! WAIT!" "See?" he said, grinning. "Like that." ~~~~~ We used to be childhood friends, he took care of me, avenged me, protected me. And the day I graduated, I forgot him. And he wasn't happy about that. While I spent my days, not able to recall my childhood friend, while I didn't recognize his face or his voice. He grew insane... and then he started plotting. Plotting to destroy me, to hurt me, to burn me. If there's one thing I should've learned, Don't tempt the punisher. Because he loves to make you scream. ***this is a malexmale romance***

"Such a spoiled girl, aren't you?" He nipped at my ear causing me to gasp. My lips parted in shock. "I'm not spoiled." I protested adamantly. "No? My girls not a whiny little brat who pouts until she gets her way?" Knox teased playfully. "I-I just didn't want you to be hungry." I defended weakly, a bit embarrassed from his observation. "Hmm my spoiled girl," He paused giving my neck a small squeeze before continuing, "such good manners." --- Annie has been fighting her entire life. Tired, worn down, effectively broken she had given up trying to fight. She was in most ways a complete shell of herself. Now in her senior year, she was forced to attend in person by her therapist which was the absolute last thing she wanted to do. Knox was always running. Running from his family, his friends, and his future. The only thing he wasn't willing to run from was her. Annie was his and he was going to make sure she knew it. US & UK Top 10 !!

To save her family from ruin, Ally agrees herself as a maid to Dante, a cold and powerful Mafia lord her father owes a dangerous debt. What begins as a desperate sacrifice slowly turns into a tangled web of secrets, and forbidden desire-where duty clashes with a love neither of them expected. Snippet; Dante's gaze locked onto mine, and for a moment, everything else disappeared. There was no staff, no house, no duties. Just us. "I mean..." He paused, taking a step closer, and this time, he didn't hesitate. His hand lifted to my face, his thumb tracing my jawline, soft and slow. "You mean everything," he said, his voice thick, rough. "And I'm done pretending that I don't feel it." I gasped, the words hitting me harder than I expected. It wasn't just the kiss now. It was the admission. The truth hanging in the air between us. His feelings-his real feelings. I didn't know what to say. Didn't know if I should say anything at all. But then, before I could even blink, his lips were on mine again. This time, there was no hesitation. No pulling back. Just him, taking what he wanted. And I couldn't stop myself from wanting it too.

Nico Bradford is nothing like me. He's rich, popular, and gorgeous. He's also been my best friend and neighbor from across the pond since I was 7 years-old, despite the fact that I've always wanted to be something more to him. To mean something more to him. And, this summer...I plan on doing just that.

Mila: I thought I knew my family. But everything changed the moment they told me I was getting married, to a man I'd never met. Now I'm being pulled into a dangerous world I never asked to be part of, tied to a cold, distant Russian who makes it very clear he doesn't want me. He's cruel. He's unreadable. He looks at me like I'm a problem he didn't ask for. But the more I learn about this life, and about him, the harder it is to ignore the pull between us. I can't fall for him. I won't survive it if I do. Nikolai: I never wanted a wife. Least of all the wide-eyed Italian girl who's been dropped into my world like a lamb among wolves. She doesn't understand how things work here. She's soft. Too soft. And yet... there's something about her I can't seem to stay away from. She was never supposed to matter. But she's starting to. And that makes her dangerous. ♡ Arranged Marriage ♡ Dark Romance ♡ Mafia

"Oh, little crybaby, you don't know what you're asking me for," Gabriel spoke darkly, his voice so deep it sent a jolt straight through me. His gazed shifted, boring into me as his breath mingled with mine. "You sit here in your little school uniform with a damn cross hanging from your neck...," he paused, his eyes narrowing as they burned through me. "Not even understanding what you're asking me while your daddy sits at home wondering why his little girl isn't back yet. I don't fuck little girls." I choked out a sob, his fingers flexing around my throat "Run, piagnona," he warned lowly, "Run as fast as you can and pray I don't catch you again cause I can promise that I won't deny myself the pleasure of ruining you a second time." ~~~~~~~~~~~ A story in which a catholic school girl becomes obsessed with the walking devil reincarnate. Clementine wants nothing more than to be good, but his temptation is just so sweet. Gabriel wouldn't usually be so captivated by a little church girl, but who was he to deny himself the pleasure? FMC IS OF AGE!

I wanted her the first moment I saw her. I was only eight, but my heart's been set on her ever since. I don't know what to call my fixation on her, I don't know if it's just lust. I don't know if it's pure infatuation, or even love. But whatever it is, it's strong. It's unconditional...it's unrefined...but it's unrequited... It's unlawful. And still, no one could convince me that she isn't the one. She is the one. She's the only one. I wanted Aubree. I had to have her, but I had to wait. There's always been a wedge between us. A thick line that's never meant to be crossed. But sometime after my eighteenth birthday I took the first step over it. Nothing between us now-except for the guilt over seducing my best friend's mom. *This book contains some taboo elements, sex, and strong language and is intended for mature readers*

SCARLETT Rule number one, never fall in love with your stepsister, rule number two, definitely and I mean definitely never fall in love with your stepsister who is a diagnosed psychopath. Thankfully I will be able to keep those rules easily since I never loathed anyone more than I loathe Sloane Blackwell. What she did I can never forgive and never forget. SLOANE Obsession is such an interesting feeling, you just get hooked and can't stop fixating on your prey. Too bad for Scarlett Beaumont the prey in question is her. She hates me oh so beautifully too, I know she'll never forgive me, good thing I don't need her to. She will be mine either way, I won't stop until she is, and her hate? That just keeps me warm at night. Let the games begin, shall we?

A not so innocent hyper-sexual young woman comes across two sexy men trying to steal her heart. What happens when she wants them both? "Can I have you both?" No MXM Rankings ⭐️ #1 in Emo #1 in Mature #1 in Sexy #1 in Relationship #1 in Drama #1 in Love #1 in Trouple #1 in ALT ©Copyright 2024. All rights reserved. This fanfic may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission contact @OtakuFaerie on wattpad.com. Thank you. SEXUAL CONTENT