Camilla Hartley, a disciplined, ambitious law student with no time for distractions, takes on an elite private tutoring job to pay her way through school. Her client? Julian Kingsley-the enigmatic, spoiled heir to a powerful empire, infamous for his charm, apathy, and trail of scandals. What begins as a transactional arrangement quickly spirals into a psychological chess match as Camilla's razor-sharp mind clashes with Julian's dangerous allure. But behind his smirk lies a restless intellect-and behind her composure, a history she refuses to confront. In a world ruled by money, manipulation, and masks, who's really teaching whom?

What happens when a one-night-stand turns your whole life upside down? I didn't mean to end up in his bed. Hell, I didn't even know his name. All I remember is the heat of his stare across the club, tattoos snaking down his arms, black hair falling into his face as if even gravity bowed to him. One second I was dancing, laughing, teasing my girls. The next, his lips were on mine. Hard. Demanding. Dangerous. Clothes? Gone. Sanity? Gone. And me? Screaming his name like I'd known it all my life. But the real problem wasn't the way he kissed me, or the way he fucked me like he owned me. No. The real problem started the next morning. When I walked into the office... and found him sitting at the head of the table. My new boss. Damien Blackwheel. And God help me- he was smiling.

I am the Seventh Princess Zorya Rhiannon Agryos At 27 I died. My head chopped off by my ex-husband. Honestly, it was a relief to leave this world behind. I desperately hoped my execution would be the end of it. But it wasn't. I returned to the year of social debut, the young age of eighteen. The year everything in life became something for those with more power to manipulate as they wished. I don't want revenge. I just want to live as genuinely as possible and if that makes me seem unhinged, that's okay. Call me...Your Mad-jesty. An L.B. Keen original

"Your're mine, all mine. You understand?" |It's just like Fifty Shades but with a twist.| _____________________________________ Highest Ranking: 7# In Content Credits to the Author and Fifty Shades Of Grey

"For if the devil was ever to see her, he would kiss her eyes and repent." ___________________________________ Falling from 38, 000 feet after her parents presidential private jet is attacked is the least of 17 year old Talanda's problems, but waking up on Kingsland, an island full of Converts may be the first. All she has to do to stay safe on the Island-Convert boarding school is stay quiet and go unnoticed, something that would have come easy to her as she is naturally introverted and most importantly..mute. However she discovers it's hard to go unnoticed when you are a human on an island of Converts or when you're being stalked by a well known Soul stealing blue eyed boy, or find yourself in between alpha males and especially when your hidden identity surpasses all around you..a daughter of a king...THE KING. it also doesn't help when you begin to do things even Converts would call unusual ********* UNSPOKEN (book 1 in the Conversion series) percy jackson meets shatter me meets twilight -The Conversion: the supernatural futuristic event that converted 5 percent of earth's population into humans with supernatural abilities known as Converts. A unique book mixed with all your favorite species -gods? Check -demi-gods? Check -super heroes? Check -werewolves? Check -demons and angels? Check -vampires? Check -romance? Check. -new creatures and powers? CHECK! Hi

"I think we should stick to a professional relationship, clearly this friendship isn't doing us good." "I don't think I can do that." We were in a crowded room but his soft words never failed to reach me. "Why not?" His hands clenched at his side almost like he wanted to touch me but he held himself back clenching his jaw, his eyes never leaving mine. "Because not once did I ever see you as a friend Ellanore." "You said all you wanted was my time- what about that does not insinuate a friendship?" I questioned him. "If I clarify what I meant then it will all be over." His Adams Apple bobbed as he swallowed. "Not talking to you for 4 days was torturous as is, I don't think I can do forever." There it was, that tickle in my chest. That uncomfortable and suffocating feeling that honestly scares me more than it should. I lower my gaze because one more second of me staring into those eyes might lead me to make even more mistakes than I already have. "I'm sorry for putting you through that, Alecsandr." "If you're sorry-" He took another step closer, almost scaring my feet to retreat to safer grounds. "Then stop avoiding me Ella." ------------------------------------------------------------ Ellanore Presley has her sights set on making Partner at Dane's & Partners and claiming her rightful place at her family's table. But when her client, the enigmatic and irresistibly charming Alecsandar Balenski, keeps inventing reasons to be in her presence, she finds herself in a battle of will, torn between professional ethics and the captivating pull of his intense gazes. Published: July 31 2025 Completed: November 10 2025.

It all started with a school project... Two broken souls Two sadistic people Will they be powerful or will they cause chaos This is the story on how the Italian-American Mafia was born

(Interracial Story) READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! A LOT OF MISTAKES PLUS I WAS LIKE 14 WHEN I WROTE THIS. NEEDS A LOT OF REWRITING. Athena is a beautiful young black girl. Her best friend is a handsome white boy named Ian. They have been bestfriends since toddler days. What happens when Ian finally steps up to the plate and asks her out. Will she find out a few big secrets about him. Will she learn to accept them or will she have a hard time doing so. Will telling her open up a few cans of worms and put her in danger. Or will some Bitch try to ruin everything. BTW THERES A SHIT TON OF HOLES IN THIS STORY DONT JUDGE.

Her curls bounced slightly as she swallowed. "I don't know how to live like this." "You lived with a man who wanted to break you," I said calmly. "You survived that. This is simpler." "Simple?" Her voice trembled. "There are eight-no, more than eight-men trying to take me somewhere I can't even imagine. I don't even-how can this be simple?" I looked at her then. Her eyes widened slightly, like my attention startled her, like she could feel how sharply I saw her. "It is simple because they do not have me," I said. [Mature audience] All rights reserved. TW: SLOW BURN TW: Physical violence TW: Graphic material