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?

Princess Yasmin's hand caught my chin. Then- Her lips crashed onto mine. My eyes snapped open. The cold sweetness of the nectar mingled with warmth - hers, mine, impossible to tell anymore. Her mouth coaxed mine open further, taking back what I had stolen. Slowly. Thoroughly. Not a rush. A reclamation. Her lips moved with such control it made my knees weaken. It wasn't just a kiss - it was a statement. You don't win against me. My body tensed, trapped between wall and woman - royalty and rebellion. Her fingers slowly slid from my jaw then to my throat, brushing the skin there like she owned it. Her other hand planted firmly beside my head, holding me there, commanding. I didn't resist. I couldn't. Every movement of her lips was deliberate - drawing out the flavor, the heat, the punishment. She didn't let a single drop escape. I melted into her kiss. Or maybe I burned. Her tongue flicked the roof of my mouth. She tasted the last hint of sweetness and didn't stop. I let out a muffled sound - somewhere between a gasp and a groan. She finally pulled back, barely an inch, breath grazing my lips. Her chest rose and fell against mine, both of us unsteady, caught in the aftermath. "You think you're clever," she whispered, her voice husky, her eyes darkened in a way I'd never seen before. I blinked, still stunned, lips parted. "You're not," she said, lips brushing mine again - featherlight. Then she stepped away. Just like that. Back straight, chin high - as if nothing had just happened. "Next time," she said, voice cold again, "touch my dessert, and I won't stop at your lips." Story Description: The Shadow Reaper - born of vengeance, trained to kill, untouched by mercy. Until she meets Princess Yasmin - beautiful, calculating, and dangerously in control. A cold-blooded assassin and a calculating princess collide in a battle of power, desire, and control-where every kiss is a challenge and surrender is the deadliest sin.

PROFESSOR ALEXANDRIA GREY is terrifying, untouchable, and worshipped like a queen at the university she owns. She's 6'4 of pale precision, cold elegance, and unbreakable rules. No one dares cross her-until JEALYNN HARTWELL storms in. Jealynn, a rebellious scholarship student with fire in her voice and hatred in her eyes, lives to break every law Alexandria Built. They argue. They clash. They burn. But when a deal between families forces them into an arranged marriage, the girl who swore she'd never submit is now wearing Miss Grey's ring. She's the woman Jealynn hates most. Now she's trapped with the woman she hates most...But hate has a dangerous habit of turning into something hotter... and far more deadly. ENEMIES. WIVES . LOVERS? LET THE WAR BEGIN .. ------- "ENEMIES TO LOVERS" with leather jackets, slow burns, explosive fights, and electric stares. (18+ | Age gap | Dark academia | High tension | Action-packed | Spicy AF)

Farah Grant has spent her entire life proving she's more than just the daughter of a business mogul. But when her father's empire faces ruin, he offers her up in a sweet deal disguised as an arranged marriage. The bride? The owner of an empire. A ruthless CEO who's as cold as the steel and glass towers she commands. From the start their relationship isn't made to work. Farah is fiery and passionate but against her "wife's" icy demeanour, it's different. Their marriage is supposed to be all about business, public appearances, and playing happy wives for the cameras. Nothing more. But behind closed doors, well that's a different story. Desire, passion and need make it hard for them to keep it all professional. But then again, contracts can't split but vows were made to be broken.

Darcy Davies thought her life was as chaotic as it could get. A whirlwind of energy with ADHD, she's used to turning heads with her impulsive remarks, quirky charm, and knack for creating unintentional drama. But nothing could prepare her for the pandemonium that ensues when she accidentally opens a mysterious necklace box hidden in the kitchen junk drawer-a box she mistakenly assumes was a gift from her girlfriend, Kate Arnold. Kate, a former Marine turned enigmatic "contractor," has always kept her past under wraps. But when Darcy opens that box, Kate's secrets come crashing into their everyday lives-literally. A bullet shatters Darcy's apartment window, and Kate's swift, lethal response reveals the truth: Darcy's girlfriend isn't just a contractor. She's a spy. Now, with assassins on their heels, Darcy is thrust into a world of covert missions, clandestine safe houses, and shadowy organizations. As she struggles to adapt to life on the run, Darcy must navigate not only the danger that surrounds her but also her conflicted feelings for a woman she realizes she barely knows. Darcy must choose between saving millions of lives and confronting the betrayal that cuts to the heart of who she is. Caught between her quirky chaos and the deadly seriousness of Kate's world, Darcy discovers that love can be messy, dangerous, and maybe even worth risking everything for.

« I can't marry your son , because I like woman » « That's good, there's his sister » 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓? when Sanar discovers that her life is linked to an arranged marriage due to her family situation. could she live with the famous mystery woman, the most feared of all mafias, as the darkest secrets threaten their relationship. 𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢 𝔞 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔬 Mia 𝐀 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚

❝𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧, 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭.❞ Two fashion students, 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈 and 𝐊𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐎𝐍. They recklessly hate each other. Their whole body fills up with rage with every eye contact, every reminiscence of the other, every touch. What will happen when they are assigned a project, and that project turns out to be a photoshoot? Maybe, they'll come to terms with the burning feeling that envelops their bodies wasn't 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝, overall. Copyright © 2022 deidarren™ No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, pictures belong to the rightful owners.

𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘺. 𝘕𝘦𝘳𝘥. 𝘗𝘳𝘶𝘥𝘦. That's what everyone calls me while turning up their noses at me. Even if it's true, I don't care. I have a plan. Keep my head down and graduate from Huxley High to get into my dream university. Well, that was my plan. Until something shattered everything I had worked for. Until I started partnering up for an assignment with the daughter of the family who owns the town. She has the world at her feet. Popular, talented, out of everyone's league, with good looks to match. Everyone craves a piece of her and worships the ground she walks on. Except me. What begins with a school project starts invoking feelings in me, awaking something deep and irresistible in me. 𝘍𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦... I have never truly existed, until her. The things she makes me feel are filthy. Obscene. But, I soon start begging for more, begging to a degree that scares me as much as it excites me. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥? 𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄 𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘦. 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩. I always had everything under control, nothing happened I didn't plan for. Until an unforeseen obligation turned my life upside down. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳. She barged into my life unannounced and stripped me down of all the defenses I had built. 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵. 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘥. 𝘐𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦. A school assignment. A deadline. It should have been a piece of cake. I'm Bailey Steele after all, there is nothing I can't handle.

Kathleen Rivera never asked for the wealth or status that came with her name. If anything, she spent her life running from it, determined to prove she was more than just the daughter of Luna and Katie Rivera. Refusing the easy path, she built a career in investigative journalism, carving her name out of danger and defiance. But every truth she exposed came at a cost, and earned her enemies. One of them is Detective Maxine Solmere. Kathleen has crossed her more than once, somehow uncovering details from Solmere's most confidential investigations and dragging them into the light. Their rivalry reaches a breaking point when Solmere is handed a case so massive, that solving it could define her entire career. But when the case turns out to be personally connected to Rivera's family, the detective has no choice but to work with the very woman who's made her life hell. Because only Kathleen can unlock the city's hidden world for her, as she belongs to it by birthright. This story is a spin-off of "My Favourite Enemy" and "My Favourite Girl" Set 27 years after the birth of Luna and Katie's daughter, Kathleen. There are also gonna be some characters from my book "She's the danger I crave to taste." So be ready to meet old friends from both stories. But you can also read this book as a standalone story. The main characters are GXG But there are also some GXG Intersex couples from my previous books. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains: Profanity Explicit mature content Violence Every character in this story is over 18 years old.

Eight months after Alora's disappearance, Emery has rebuilt her life, or learned to pretend she has. But when news breaks that a dangerous prisoner has escaped, the past she's been running from begins to surface. Every clue points back to Alora, forcing Emery to confront the woman who left her behind. Love, anger, and unfinished truths collide, and this time, walking away isn't an option. ~Fatal Attraction ~Echoes of You {Sequel}