Daniel lives a quiet, ordinary life working at a small cake shop-until a chance delivery draws him into the orbit of Selene, a reclusive and alluring painter whose world is nothing like his own. Wealthy, enigmatic, and dangerously captivating, Selene pulls Daniel into her penthouse nights where temptation blurs into obsession. Between her commanding presence, whispered secrets, and the intoxicating intimacy she offers, Daniel finds himself surrendering piece by piece. But beneath Selene's beauty lies mystery-why him, why now, and how much of himself he's willing to give before there's no turning back.

When Nyx-marked by the ocean since birth-enters the deadly Trials of the Sea, she seeks no throne or glory. She wants only one thing: to be recognized by the waters that have always claimed her. But the sea has its own intentions... and its own memories of her. Preparing for the trials, Nyx searches for a weapon powerful enough to survive the ancient rites. Instead, she discovers something far more unsettling: her "weapon" is no object, but a living vessel carrying the spirit of a long-buried war-lord whose power was never meant to awaken.

Book #4 of Dueling Desires Series Betrayals Sting Sevia Rossi - I walked into the party like I owned the place, my red dress drawing every gaze in the room. Perfect. That was the plan. I felt their eyes on me, and I reveled in it-especially his. Louis McGregor, standing in the corner, pretending he didn't notice me. His green eyes hid behind those glasses, but I could still catch the way they followed me, just like they always had. Some things never changed, even if we'd left our childhood days far behind. I smirked, making my way over. "Louis," I said, dragging out his name with that familiar, fake sweetness. "Still hiding in the shadows? Scared to socialize without a textbook in hand?" His face turned red, and I almost laughed. But he took a breath and answered, "I'm here, aren't I?" There was a quiet edge in his voice that surprised me. "Aw, poor Louis. Still the same awkward boy." I leaned in, close enough for him to catch my icy smile. "Do yourself a favor and don't pretend you belong here. It'll save us both trouble." I walked away without a backward glance, but I knew I'd stung him, as always. That's just how things were between us. Ranking 🫶🏻 15/11/2024 #1 on #badgirlgoodboy #1 on #virginboy #1 on #populargirl #12 on #nerdboy #12 on #itgirl

This book talks about bedroom fantasies of Twisted Charaters (by Ana Huang). This is completely fan written.

when a boy meets a woman and two hearts collide, who do you think will survive? destinado a morir - Miguel

"I have decided that from now on, I will give you points for everything good that you do and negative points for every time you forget something or when you're being a brat. Tell me you understand." "I understand, mistress." "When you reach 100 points, I will give you a reward of your choice. But if you are not able to achieve it within two months, then I will give you a punishment of my choice." READ THE STORY TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS NEXT

Leo is quiet, careful, and always watching the exits. Maddie is loud, steady, and impossible to ignore. Their connection isn't instant-but it's real. And when life starts to unravel, it's Maddie who stays. Even when Leo pushes her away. Especially then. This is a story about falling in love for the first time when your heart is still learning how to beat. About finding safety in someone else's hands... and daring to believe you deserve it. Story Snippet: ---- Then her voice floated out, light and casual: "Leo?" He looked up. The door cracked open a little, steam curling out, and Maddie peeked through-cheeks flushed from the heat, water dripping from the ends of her hair and trailing down the slope of her collarbone. She wasn't holding a towel. She wasn't really holding anything. Just leaned in the doorway, chin tilted up, the corner of her lip quirked slightly. "Can you grab my towel?" she asked, almost too casually. "I left it on the bed." His heart stuttered. "Uh-yeah. Yeah, of course." He scrambled up. "And my clothes? The ones I left out." Her voice lowered just a little, almost teasing. "Also... do you have a zip-up I can borrow?" He found himself nodding before he could think, already pulling the folded towel into his hands, then her clothes-still neatly laid out like she'd planned it. He grabbed her skincare pouch from the nightstand too. Last thing she'd want was to forget that. Then he paused at his duffel, rifling through until he found one of his hoodies. The grey one. Oversized. Definitely too big on her, which suddenly made his brain short-circuit even more. He knocked lightly on the doorframe. "Got everything." "Come in a little," she murmured from behind the door, cracking it open just an inch more. "Just... don't look." ---- - Content Warnings: emotional abuse, coercion, trauma recovery, PTSD, healing after SA - 70,000-210,00 words in total - BOOK 2 IS CONFIRMED!!!!! (cover pic is from pinterest)

Leo is learning how to breathe again. Maddie is still the calm in his storm. They're older now-changed by time, by pain, by everything they've fought to survive. But some things don't change. Like the way he looks at her. Like the way she always knows what he needs, even when he doesn't. This is a story about love that grows with you. About holding space for someone even when it hurts. About choosing each other-again and again-even when the world keeps pulling you apart. And maybe... about finding your way back when you never really let go. Story Snippet: ---- And she hasn't looked at me in twenty minutes. I know it's not personal. I know she's not trying to be cold. But it feels like I'm on the outside of something I didn't even know I could be outside of. I swallow hard and move toward her before I can talk myself out of it. She glances up as I approach, blinking like she didn't expect me to come over. Her smile flickers but doesn't quite fade. I reach for the hem of her hoodie and tug on it lightly-just enough for her to feel it. "Maddie," I say, quietly. "I really don't like this." Her body stills. She looks at me, really looks at me now, and the sound of the others fades a little. Her eyes soften, but her shoulders don't drop. Not yet. ---- Continuation of "The Softest Parts of Me" Book 1 I highly suggest reading the first book before this one!!! I post Chapter Updates daily! (cover pic is from pinterest)

She made a preposition. "Just say I hate you and I'll leave you alone forever. But can you?"

🥇 #1 fem dom 5/27/25-5/28/25 🥇 #1 mind control 4/13/25 🥇 #1 domination 3/1/25, 1/11/26-1/12 🥇#1 powers 1/12-1/14 🥇 #1 self acceptance 11/9/25-11/11, 12/4-12/6 🥇 #1 mxf 12/27 🥇 #1 control 4/13/25 🥇 #1 selfhelp 12/4-12/6 🥇 #1 compulsion 10/15/25-10/30/25 Oliver used to be Carmen's best friend until he became her bully. Now in their 20s, a tragic event has brought Oliver down to his knees. He needs Carmen's help. But Carmen's help came at a price. She wouldn't do it for free, she couldn't do it for free. The cost of Carmen's help was Oliver's free will. Oliver was used to having all the control in their relationship. Now 8 years later it was Carmen's turn. #2 psychic 12/4-12/6 #9 dark romance 3/4/25 ****This story will contain mature concepts down the road. How mature those concepts will be I'm not sure yet! Will include some profanity. Warning: No one is right or wrong in this story and no one is good or evil. No perfect characters