I flinched as his hand reached to my face, and aggressively pulled down the cloak from my head. His eyes scanned me, taking in my tear-stained face, my jewelry, the hem of my dress. Then he spoke, voice cold and measured. "What is your name?" I opened my mouth, but no words came. Fear tightened its grip. "I believe I asked you a question," he said, eyes darkening further. "Alice," I choked out between tears and ragged breaths of panic. His cold eyes stayed on my face a moment longer before he finally released my cloak from his grip. His gaze drifted to the window. "You will address me as Your Highness. I do not tolerate mistakes. I will not shy away from punishment, and if I have too, I will make sure you learn to never defy my order again. Do I make myself clear?" -------------------- In this world, everybody has a soulmate-two people destined to be together for the rest of their lives. Finding them isn't as hard as you might think, since every pair who belong together share the same symbol somewhere on their body. It is something you're born with, something unshakable, something meant to be. No matter the status or wealth, there is no doubt: soulmates belong together. Some grow up knowing their future soulmate, others find them later in life-but in the end, they always find each other. In my family's kingdom of Lyria, marrying someone who isn't your soulmate is a punishable crime. My father always believed in the bond. But what if the bond isn't meant to be after all... Or could it be that my soulmate is none other than Darkness himself-the heartless king our country is currently at war with, the one who leaves neither women nor children alive... ----- Rewritten version 2025 CAUTION This book contains violence and gore along with cursing. Also if you're triggered by domestic violence DONT READ THIS BOOK. Take care.

Lani wakes up. Goes to work. Comes home. And does it all again the next day. Like everyone else, she pretends not to notice the sudden military vehicles, armed men, and flying drones in the streets. But then she's warned to hide, Lani joins the others in the dark, unsure of what she's running from, and only knowing she has to run. Lani's quiet life Is over. And what waits for her on the other side of that silence...Isn't peace at all.

An autistic girl sheltered her whole life gets a taste of danger once she meets a thug named Santiago Perez. ​Santiago "Ghost" Perez set his eyes on Zari one time and has never left her alone since "Checkin' your location, I'm wishin' I was close to you I left my heart on the West End, I can't wait to get home to you"

Adam never believed in magic until the night he saved a woman with wings. Wandering through the forest, he stumbles upon Lysandra, a breathtaking fairy with silver-lit wings, wounded and barely conscious. Against all logic, he takes her home, unaware that he's just entangled himself in a world he was never meant to know. Lysandra is a creature of light and enchantment, bound to a realm where humans are nothing more than a fleeting myth. She knows she should leave, disappear before the fairy court realizes she's broken their most sacred rule-revealing herself to a human. But something about Adam keeps her from flying away. He's kind, protective, and his touch ignites a warmth she's never known before. As Adam helps her heal, a forbidden love blossoms between them. He shows her the beauty of the human world-sunrises over the ocean, music that stirs the soul, and love that isn't bound by magic but by choice. And Lysandra? She makes Adam believe in the impossible. But the fairy realm does not forgive those who break its laws. When Lysandra's people discover her secret, she's given a choice-return to her world and erase all memories of the man she loves, or risk everything to be with him. Will they find a way to bridge the impossible gap between their worlds? Or will fate tear them apart before they even have a chance?

| 2025 Wattys Shortlist 🖊️🧡! In Cairnwall, 1972, unaware of the mobster who has been threading across the narrow line of near psychotic obsession for over a year, finally makes himself known to her. His unwavering attraction to her is forbidden, frowned upon by many, and they both know this. But he doesn't care. Before her, no one was able to crack through his mask, but she smashes through it without effort-without needing to say a word. She makes his heart-something he cast aside long ago-stumble and stammer with a simple smile. Her breath catches when he glances her way, her heart burning when he pulls away, but she would rather push him away, keep their coupling hidden away, locked behind closed doors, and deep within the depths of the shadows. She wants to protect herself from the scrutiny society will cast upon her for having the gall to be with him, but he wants to put her on his throne and make society kiss her feet. What will happen when two worlds that should not even glide past each other end up crashing?

𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲| 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗰𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 ❝I need you to stop moving. Each time you move I'll spank you❞ she nodded. Simply just nodded, and relaxed her body. She didn't want to be spanked. I let her go and lifted my right knee closer to her clit, actually pressing it against her this time. Her body let out a small and sharp inhale, making me smile a bit. I'm sure she's so sensitive right now. Her body full of arousal. "You like that? You like feeling my knee against your pussy don't you?" I slowly started to move my knee around to see her reaction, and it was greater than I thought it would be. A small moan fell from her lips, making me smile as I slid my hand underneath her hips, this time encouraging her to move. "Move your hips just like that. I want to feel your pussy against my knee" I whispered to her. I can tell by the way her eyes dimmed that she had never done this before, but she was so ready to that she did exactly as I said. Her breathing got deeper as she began lifting her hips to fully meet the base of my knee, softly grinding herself against me. I hummed as I watched her, watching her literally move her hips to receive her first orgasm. The way her hips moved made my dick throb even harder, I could only imagine what she looked like if she was to ride me. She took her lip between her teeth and almost instantly I wanted to come. I was already straining myself and trying not to, but the sight of her doing that makes me almost fall apart. ˣ An Angel deprived of her sexual innocence, introduced to a new sexual experience that may turn her world upside down. A devil who enjoys depriving angels of their innocence, introducing her to a world she may never get used to. #1 Submissivefemale #1 sexualcontent #1 dominantmale #1 adultthemes #1 blackwomanwhiteman #1 manxwoman #2 Darling

The Scar on her face....could never match the one on her heart.

The son of a Navy official, Mitchell Hollister has now enrolled into Annapolis' Naval Academy himself...will he be able to stick to the "destined script" that others have envisioned for him, or will he follow his heart and pursue his "taboo-esque" relationship with his once longtime friend and obsession, budding collegiate artist Jassandra Mills? Will their racially curious union survive what life has in store for them?

"Do you know what to do, Amunet?" A voice as sweet as silk whispered into the young girl's ear. Amunet didn't look over her shoulder, but shifted uncomfortably on her bare feet before nodding her head. A soft hand touched her back and urged her forward. All eyes turned towards the girl dressed in transparent linen with her dark hair tumbling down her back and her violet eyes lined by kohl. Every movement caused the jewels on her wrists and ankles to dangle and shimmer in the light. She raised her head and found the Pharaoh's transfixed stare. His jade eyes narrowed in on hers and the room became still and silent. Amunet bowed and, at the pluck of a harp string, began to dance. --- DISCLAIMER: this story is NOT historically accurate. It does not take place in any real time period and therefore there will be inaccuracies and areas that don't make sense in the context of "ancient Egypt." CONTENT WARNING: though this story is not explicit (sexual or otherwise), it does mention more mature themes that may be troubling to some readers, including but not limited to forced prostitution and miscarriage. cover by @Addietay

Highest Rankings #9 in Romance 11/13/2018 #96 in bwwm 12/21/2018 He caught the tear that traveled down my cheek. His stormy green eyes stared back at me with intensity. "I don't give a damn what anyone thinks. You. Are. Mine." .......... Rated: MA (Mature Content and Foul Language). ©2019 Copyright belongs nightmarebunny101