"The first rule of living together is that there is to be no more sex between us." Matt slapped a paper against the bare white wall, securing it with a piece of tape. "See it, memorize it, practice it." From my seat on one of the many cardboard boxes scattered around the apartment, I protested. "But what if-" "No," he said firmly. "No more sleeping together. I don't care how badly either one of us wants it. If this is going to work, then we need to get over the temptation, and we can't very well do that if you're crawling into my bed every night. Understood?" Sex. Living together but not technically dating. What could possibly go wrong when best friends Addison Miller and Matt Jones decide to room together even though they are both secretly hot for one another? Add in the temptation of Matt's cheating ex-girlfriend, Vanessa Adams, trying to win him back, and it's a recipe for disaster.

This book is Completed --------------(student/teacher) "What if I told you he can't make you feel as good as I can?" Before I know it he pulls me into him. When his lips touch mine my first instinct is to kiss him back. His lips are so soft as they expertly move on mine. Mr. Morgan's hand moves to the back of my neck for better access as I run my fingers through his hair. He groans softly in my mouth as we continue our kiss. I feel like electricity is shooting through my whole body, begging me for more. Mr. Morgan seems to understand this need as his other hand grabs my waist and pulls me to him. I'm in a daze, drinking in his touch, his lips, his tongue as it meets my own. I've never been kissed this way, so hungry and passionate. A moan escapes my lips as Mr. Morgan presses me against the nearest wall, he moves down as he kisses my neck. His moves are desperate, enticing, it draws me in like a moth to the flame. Then I remember that he's my teacher, and I'm his student, and I have a boyfriend... ------------------------------------ Livia has it all great boyfriend, great friends, and a new teacher. When her senior year of high school goes wrong, starting with her boyfriend, she learns that there's no such thing as the perfect life. Even though she was living that facade for so long. Shawn is a History teacher with a past, he just can't help himself when it comes to Livia. But his past might come back to bite him in the ass. Not to mention the consequences of liking your student. ---------------- #wattys2017

She's sweet like summertime. Daisy is full of energy, she loves talking and blabs to everyone. She's the sunshine on a rainy day. He's salty like salsa. Elijah is bitter and angry. He barely talks to anyone, he never gets along with people, everyone really dislikes him. He's the thunder that booms across on sunny summer days. How will their story unfold? Will he break her heart? Or will they fix each-others wounds? Read to find out ❤️ THANKS FOR THE LOVE MAMAS

Chloe's life changes forever when her mother marries a wealthy man, but neither realizes she is marrying into a corrupt Italian mafia family. Moving into their estate brings Chloe face-to-face with her new stepbrother, Santino. He hates her on principle. The fact that she is moving into the room right across the hall makes her an intruder in his world, and he isn't shy about letting her know it. Her presence is a distraction Santino can't ignore. Whether he's blasting music or bringing women home, he's constantly aware of her across the hall, and that loss of control infuriates him. A man who handles his demons with violence, Santino's fuse only gets shorter with her nearby. Their bond is a cycle of explosive bickering and mutual loathing-a match held to a powder keg that's bound to blow. Then there's Rudy, Santino's best friend. Rudy doesn't want Chloe out of the house-he just wants her. To him, she's innocent, tiny, and hot, but it's her attitude he can't wait to see break. He's a man waiting for his moment while the chaos between the step-siblings unfolds. But Chloe has a secret. Will she drop her innocent act and show these men she knows more than both of them combined-including in bed? Will Rudy break her attitude and have her, or will Santino's explosive temper finally break her, proving that he'd rather destroy his stepsister than ever let her in? I'll give you a hint... neither wins, because she belongs to both.

"You've wanted me for a while, huh?" he whispered, hands going lower and lower until I felt him in between my thighs. I arched my back as he started stroking me. So very gently. "Have you wanted me?" he whispered. "Yes," I told him. "I have. Please...." I felt him kneeling down in between my legs and lick me through my leggings, and I moaned, arching my back. "How long have you wanted me?" he whispered as he licked. "Years..." I cried softly, hands catching the sheets. "For years." "How much do you need me?" he asked. "So much," I told him. "It hurts... Every time I stroke myself and come, it's never enough. It hurts." "How much do you need me, Aspen?" he asked me. "How much do you need your Ace?" "I need you..." I cried softly as he kept licking. "I need you so much it hurts...." Aspen Campbell wants to protect the things she loves, but she wasn't sure if she could keep her ex boyfriend out of her life anymore; not when it was summer break and they were moving to the same college next semester, and Ace wanted to meet. What game would he play? She wasn't sure if she could resist the temptation to win. (Catch Me if You Can is in the dangerous realm, but is not part of a series) #1 in "hooking" (May 21, 2025)

When a young data scientist unexpectedly steals the heart of a highly sought after executive, the passion between them could lead her into a whole new world of sexual expression. Standalone in the Professional Restraint series *** After a string of one-sided relationships left her feeling unfulfilled and unsatisfied, Ella put her love life on the back burner to focus on her career. But when she is called in last minute to give a huge presentation for her business partner, she not only lands the sought after account, but catches the eye of the handsome COO, Liam. Most attention from men just sets the shy Ella on edge, but somehow Liam is the exception-the magnetic pull between them not only enlivens Ella, but he makes her feel safe. Liam is focused, driven, and extremely controlled in his professional and personal lives. Both his perfectionism and his particular tastes demand it. An experienced Dominant, Liam has rarely considered or found fulfillment in relationships with women outside of the lifestyle, but innocent, guileless Ella sets a passionate fire like nothing else raging within him. Not only is she brilliant and gorgeous, but, in her, he can sense a natural submissive despite her lack of experience. As Ella struggles with having been burned so many times before, Liam wonders if he'd ever be able to reveal the truth and be accepted. Will she be able to trust him, and even if she does, will all of him be too much to handle?

She nodded solemnly. "With my girl charm and my pretty dress. But now I just feel like a hot pile of creamed corn." I dragged a hand over my face. "You need water. And sleep." "I need closure." "Sunshine..." "No," she said, standing straighter and stabbing a finger into my chest. "You don't get to look like that and make me feel feelings and then just go all mysterious and noble and disappear like a sexy hitman Batman." "Sexy hitman Batman?" "I had a lot of wine." "I noticed." ●・○・●・○・● She bakes cookies. He breaks bones. Everyone in the city fears mafia boss Dominic Moretti-everyone except Tessa Bloom, the relentlessly cheerful café owner next door to his front business. She calls him "Mr. Broody," brings him muffins he never asks for, and walks into his office like it's not occupied by a man who could have someone disappeared with a phone call. Dominic doesn't have time for distractions-especially not sweet, sunshine-eyed distractions with flour on their noses. But when Tessa finds herself tangled in the underworld he's spent a lifetime controlling, protecting her becomes more than a duty. It becomes personal. And suddenly, the most dangerous man in the city starts falling for the only woman who isn't afraid of him. ●・○・●・○・● Word count: 23,178 Top Rankings: 10.14.25 - #6 in Mafia

"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

"This is wrong..." I breathed, but even to my own ears, it didn't sound convincing. My back was pressed against the hallway wall, his body just inches from mine, heat radiating between us. We could get caught. "Then stop me," Everest murmured, his voice tempting and low, swirling around me like smoke. "Tell me to back off. Say the word, and I will." I didn't move or speak. His gaze darkened as a grin crept in. The air between us thickened. It was getting harder to breathe. His fingers brushed along my collarbone, delicately. Then lower-slowly-trailing down to the center of my chest. I shivered beneath his touch. When his hand hovered just above my waistband, his fingertips grazing the fabric, I sucked in a breath. "Being this close to you..." he murmured, his voice turning me on more. His eyes flicked down to where his fingers toyed with the edge of my sweatpants. "Seeing you like this..." he leaned in, his breath brushing my skin, "it drives me crazy." What the hell have I gotten myself into? CONTAINS: bxb, mature themes, strong language, intersex, etc

Corianna Jones, Cori for short, is a typical teenage girl. Senior is high school, all the guys want her, most girls hate her. She’s down to earth, a bit of a tomboy. Oh and happens to have a massive crush on her best friends dad, who happens to be the small town cop.