When Madison Stone stepped into the dimly lit club that summer, she never expected to lock eyes with Isabella Martinez, a beautiful, enigmatic woman who made her feel alive in ways she hadn't before. One unforgettable night of dancing, laughter, and stolen moments later, Madison walked away with a head full of dreams and a heart pounding with possibilities. But when the first day of her senior year rolls around, Madison's world is turned upside down. Her mysterious summer fling is standing at the front of the classroom, not as a stranger, but as Ms. Martinez, her new English teacher. What follows is a tumultuous journey of distance, denial, and undeniable desire. Both women know the risks of their connection, but their hearts refuse to obey the rules. As they navigate secret meetings and stolen glances, their relationship intensifies, ultimately spiraling into a heart-shattering breakup that leaves them both in pieces. Years later, fate intervenes, and Madison and Isabella find themselves face to face once more. Older, more weathered, and carrying the scars of their shared past, the two must confront the love they lost and the pain they've endured. Will they risk everything again for a chance at forever? "A Part of Me Died That Night" is a raw and passionate exploration of forbidden love, heartbreak, and the enduring power of connection. This poignant tale will captivate readers, keeping them on edge as they unravel the story of two souls destined to collide, break, and heal.

𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 is used to being underestimated. With wealthy parents and a past reputation for partying, most people assume she's dancing through law school with her family's name. That's not who she is... well at least not anymore. And if proving herself means surviving Professor Laurent's brutal classes, then she'll do it. Hungover or not. 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 has no patience for reckless students. Those who think they can skate through life on a last name alone. Every effort Zara makes cracks through the professor's carefully maintained distance, leaving Genevieve both captivated and terrified of how much she wants what she shouldn't. Disdain twists into fascination, and fascination becomes a dangerous obsession. This is Moral Misconduct.

This is the story of a parent-teacher conference that becomes the spark that ignites a fiery romance, forcing Gianna and Eden to confront their deepest fears, insecurities, and the ultimate question: What will one do to protect the ones they love most?

Fake love on screen. Real tension off it. Luna Grey has rules: no co-stars, no mess, no vulnerability. Sam O'Connell is the industry's newest wildcard. They're supposed to play lovers in the biggest queer film of the year. But the glances linger too long. The almost-kisses feel too real. And Hollywood is always watching. It's only acting... until it isn't.

Amora. Evelyn. One night changes everything. Desires grow. Obsession builds. And neither of them are ready for what's about to be unveiled. ...

[COMPLETE] Her hands are under my shirt in seconds. She palms my breast through my bra and squeezes like she doesn't care if it leaves a mark. I cry out but the sound is muffled by her lips as her thumb flicks my nipple. "I hate you," I whisper. "Then hate me with your legs opened," she snarls, dragging my shirt over my head and tossing it somewhere behind her. Her teeth scrape down my throat, biting at the skin just below my jaw until I hiss. My back arches as her fingers undo the clasp of my bra and when it falls her mouth is latching onto my nipple, sucking it so fucking hard I nearly scream. I grab her hair and yank her head back but the look in her eyes only makes me wetter. "Shut up and fuck me," I snap. She grins. "You don't give the orders." ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐨 is the heir to an empire. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐳 is a woman sworn to protect her. But the longer she keeps her alive, the more she wants to ruin her. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "In the shadows, we are all nothing but slaves to our darkest desires." - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#gayaf (01/08/25)

cover by @MommyClitt in a world where mafia bosses ruled the world and every five years, fifty girls and fifty men were chosen for an auction where every mafia boss came and bid. - "i never wanted this, marielle. i never asked to fall in love with you."

Seraphina Esposito is a mafia queen.. cold, ruthless, untouchable. At twenty-five she rules an empire built on fear, wielding power like a blade and believing feelings to be nothing but weakness. Love, family, softness.. those are luxuries she's burned out of herself. Or so she thought. Then comes Elowen Morgan. Beautiful. Too emotionally intelligent. Kindhearted. Too pure for a world like hers... and yet, impossible to ignore. With honey-brown eyes that see too much and a quiet defiance behind her smile, she unsettles everything Seraphina thought she knew. Seraphina doesn't do love. But desire? Obsession? The urge to claim what should never have been hers? That, she can't seem to resist. What happens when a woman who feels nothing meets the one person she can't stop feeling?

Celeste thought her life was perfect-until the night that shattered everything. At 21, she had it all: love, stability, and a future she believed in. But on Valentine's Day, a night meant for roses and promises, her world crumbled. Betrayed by the woman she loved on their first anniversary, Celeste's heartbreak should have been the worst part of the evening. It wasn't. That same night, she was taken-kidnapped by a woman who was everything her ex wasn't: dangerous, powerful, and merciless. Raven Cantié, known in the criminal underworld as La Louve Noire-The Black She-Wolf-isn't just a mafia boss. She's a legend. Sadistic, manipulative, and irresistibly charismatic, Raven doesn't ask. She takes. And what she wants now is Celeste-fragile, whose innocence fascinates her like a flame calling to a predator. But what Raven doesn't expect is that the girl she saw as prey might be something else entirely. Because Celeste isn't just fragile. She's fire wrapped in fear, and there are things inside her even Raven can't control. Will Raven tame her favorite possession, or will Celeste be the one to burn the wolf alive? A story of obsession, trauma, twisted power, and a darkness that blurs the line between love and control. • • • • Trigger warnings:kidnapping, drinking, smut, degrading, blood, beating, killing, very graphic tortures , SA, rape, drugging, a lot of swears etc. It's 18+ story with mature scenes and graphic content. You're reading this on your own responsibility! Nr2 in #torture 21.01.2026 Nr1 in #risk 21.01.2026 Nr1 in #prey 22.01.2026 Nr2 in #lesbian 05.04.2026

She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?