"He drives me mad. I drive him insane. Welcome to Team Hate."🔥 They say there's a thin line between love and hate. For Sarah & Shahmeer? That line is on fire. 🔥 He's the arrogant billionaire who thinks the world bends for him. She's the stubborn girl who refuses to bow. Every glare is a spark ⚡. Every fight is a storm 🌪️. Every word between them drips with venom... and something dangerously close to desire. 👀 She swears she can't stand him. He swears he doesn't need her. So why do their hearts race every time they're in the same room? Why does hate start to feel like heat? And what happens when the games stop feeling like games... and start feeling like everything? Because when Team Hate plays, someone's bound to get burned. 🔥💋 👑💌 This is Team Hate. And sometimes... hate is another word for obsession. #1 on #morallygrey out of 655 stories #2 on #tease out of 1.96k stories #5 on #dramaromance out of 3.75k stories #9 on #team out of 19.3k stories #16 on #humour out of 35k stories #2 on #greyromance #4 on #bestie 🎭 GENRE / SUBGENRE ❤️🔥Romance drama (core) ❤️🔥Contemporary fiction with emotional depth ❤️🔥Romantic suspense / psychological edge ❤️🔥Slow burn but high tension ❤️🔥Character-driven romance ❤️🔥Light humor and fun ❤️ CORE TROPES 💫Enemies to Lovers 💫Forced proximity 💫Forced / arranged marriage 💫Protective / possessive male lead 💫Strong, sassy female lead 💫Banter & pranks 👑 SECONDARY TROPES / ELEMENTS 🔥Jealousy / possessiveness moments 🔥Powerful man, emotional mess 🔥Soft girl, sharp tongue dynamic 🔥Team dynamics 🔥High-stakes emotional tension

When Tori Darling goes to her first every gynecology appointment her doctor, Dr. Orin Steele turns out to be a man who looks eerily identical to Jesse Lyte, her best friend who died a year ago. But for some reason it's like she is the only one who can see the resemblance -her best friend says they kinda look similar, maybe?- which makes Tori wonder if Dr. Orin really is just someone who looks like her late best friend...or if by some miracle Jesse has returned to her. And if he has...why here, why now, and why as Orin vs as himself? Please note I always do my research but as I am not a doctor, the medical part will likely have inaccuracies but this is fiction so....lol. Content Warning: I am still new to this so I don't know what I need to write a warning for but to be safe here are all of them. This story will include medical content to include description of medical procedures specifically gynecology but not in any sexual manner, health symptoms. STDs, and a serious diagnosis for the main character. There will also be mention of sex, cheating with potentially multiple partners on the main character, acts of violence, and death. There will also be mention of religious entities including God and Angels. If any of the things listed are things that you are interested in avoiding completely, I would recommend not reading this work. Recommended for mature readers aged 18+ only.

"You're-- you're a... a..." he stammered, his face pale as he struggled to speak. "A girl," Kayla finished flatly, rolling her eyes. * Nathan Kingston seems to have it all. He's the newest star player at St. Thomas Academy, an elite all-boys private school. Nathan is charming, confident, devilishly handsome, and dangerously talented on the ice. But there's one problem. Behind the flawless smile and perfect facade. Nathan is a girl-Kayla Kingston-living under the stolen identity of her dead brother. Keeping her secret at an all-boys school is hard enough. But then there's Louis Auclair. Team captain, top student, and the one person who sees through the cracks. Louis knows something isn't right. And as his suspicions grow, Kayla finds herself torn between protecting her identity and facing the boy who could expose her... or destroy her first. Because in a school built on reputation, talent and secrets. One wrong move could mean the end of everything she's fought for.

𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗦𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗢 - 𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗕𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗘 𝙸 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 ℝ𝕒𝕨, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝙷𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝙲𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝙾𝚗𝚎. 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙰 𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝗞𝗔𝗜 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦, 𝟮𝟮 A budding YouTube vlogger with a childlike mind, whose cuteness leaves women in awe, is bullied by men for his soft nature. Continuing his passion, his life went smoothly. Until one fateful day, he visits the hospital to meet his BFF, where he feels the predatory gaze of an Amber eye upon him. 𝗗𝗔𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗬𝗡𝗔𝗡 𝗖𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗔, 𝟮𝟵 A Renowned Billionaire in society's eyes; in the Mafia world, he is the Boss of Weapons Trafficking and infamous for the title "𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗲." His stare alone is enough to instill fear in other Mafia bosses, with reasons shrouded in mystery. Then came a day when his aloof eyes fell on Kai-His Cute One. The day his gaze softened and hungered for Kai. His Purity. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗞𝗮𝗶 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝗖𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗮? 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗖𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗮 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗞𝗮𝗶 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗘𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀?

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

Cover, banners, and character aesthetic boards by @balladofawordsmith I stood in my school's ground. Everyone was cheering, clapping, appreciating me for scoring 98% in 10th grade. But did I care? No. Because my eyes caught him. Walking towards me. After four years. Zaid Malik. He stopped right in front of me and whispered my name - "Mahi..." From his lips, it sounded like a melody I had waited years to hear. He said, "I'm sorry." Sorry? Did he really think a single sorry could fix the endless wait, the sleepless nights, the tears I had hidden behind my smile? He called my love a "crazy crush." Was it? Or was I never enough for him? People say love has no age. Then why did he choose someone else? I looked into his stormy eyes, filled with regret, guilt, longing. But did I care? No. Because self-respect mattered more than a broken promise. Still, my foolish heart... it loved him. He said he was leaving, but he would come back. I asked if it was a statement or a promise. He said, "A promise." And I reminded him - "But promises are meant to be broken." He turned to walk away. And when he was just a step away, I whispered words only I could hear - "Don't go." But it was too late. This is the story of a sunshine girl who loved too much... and the boy who came back too late.

'𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖.' |18+| ❝Look at you so open and sexy bent over in nothing but your heels.❞ He compliments, caressing my ass. ❝...oh god...❞ I plead with my eyes looking at him through the mirror, legs trembling and pussy throbbing. ❝Yes Belle, ask for forgiveness because we're doing this all night.❞ And he enters me. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Annabelle Alvarez tries her best to hide her low self esteem under her bubbly and perfectionist personality. Having one rule in life which is to stay out of trouble and avoid any unnecessary attention, she seems to re-consider it when she comes crashing down on the shoe of Grey Blackwell. ... Grey Blackwell is the CEO of the Blackwell industries and one of the richest bachelors in the country. He doesn't exhibit any weaknesses or fear, displays no emotion and definitely doesn't express love because well, he has no intention of doing so but Belle made him aware of how bright life is. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Known as the girl who got pregnant for a stranger as a teenager, she grew up to be a fierce and independent woman. But behind her outer appearance, hides a betrayed and lonely girl. Grey Blackwell just storms his way into her life, crashing all the walls it took years to build up. He's someone who never found love and she's someone who gave up on love. They might feel like strangers but when skeletons start to creep out, they both realize their relationship goes way back. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❝What do you want?❞ I ask taking a step back. ❝You.❞ His lips comes crashing down on mine as he cages me to the wall. ❝I'm going to fuck the hatred out of you Belle.❞ ❝Then try me, Grey.❞ ━━━━━━

When a downcast, introverted, and unmotivated twenty-eight-year-old hooks up with a stranger at a bar, the last thing she expected was to see him at work the next day. What happens when the girl who's sworn off relationships, falls in love with the one man who isn't afraid to break apart the walls she's built? ............ McKenzie Anderson is still trying to piece her life back together after separating from her husband, but she's dug herself into a slump she can't quite get herself out of. Add in an infuriating and devilishly handsome new boss to the mix, things are bound to get a whole lot more interesting in her life. Ethan Thomas is a straight shooter who knows what he wants, and isn't afraid to show it. He's got his eyes set on the feisty blonde, and he's made it his mission to show her love isn't hopeless. From their first wild night together, both Ethan and McKenzie felt the intense and undeniable attraction between them. The closer these two get and the more vulnerable they become, they have to wonder if there's more to their encounters than steamy passion. One thing's for sure, and that's that sparks will fly and hearts will be mended. ~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\ "What is it you want, McKenzie?" He demands, his lips on my neck nibbling and kissing their way up to my earlobe. His hand trails down my skin until it finally reaches the lace material separating my pussy from his fingers. Still staring intently into my eyes, he slowly moves the lace material aside and dips into my hot and ready core. I bit down on my lip, attempting to suppress my moans. This only motivates him to push deeper. His fingers begin to move rhythmically inside of me, pushing me over the edge. "I want you!" I finally release, fully giving into him. WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT |18+| |WATTPAD FEATURED| #1 in Sexy #1 in Flirty #1 in Divorce #1 in EroticaStories

Imagine your bodyguard is a secret Mafia But at some point he's obsessed. That doesn't mean he'll forget about his mission

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.