Emrie and Phara have been best friends since they could walk and are now in 12 grade. Ye-Jun and Sila are two teachers who have been walking this earth before they were born, but who needs to know that? (This book does contain grammar errors._ (Completed) #3 in Intersex catergory- June 24, 2023

I was called a prodigy-a genius. But I didn't truly understand genius until I met her. Esphyr Delaunay, you changed my life for the better... and I will follow you anywhere.

"𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊 𝒎𝒐𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇." I was born untouchable. The spoiled, sharp-mouthed daughter of one of the most feared men in the city. The girl draped in designer clothes, guarded by killers, with a last name that makes people flinch. And one day? This entire empire will be mine. But until then, I'm content breaking rules, causing chaos, and driving the men my father hires to protect me absolutely insane. And none of them hate me more than Elias Cross. My personal bodyguard. Six-foot-four of brooding, dangerous sin in a suit. Paid to protect me. Forbidden to touch me. I can see it in the way his jaw clenches when I tease him. In the way his cold stare darkens when I push too far. It was forbidden for him to touch me & for me to seduce him. It started as a game. A wicked little power play between a spoiled mafia brat and the man sworn to keep her in line. Now, it's spiraling into obsession. Stolen touches. Dark threats. And possessive promises whispered in the dark. Some men protect you from monsters. Some are the monsters. And Elias Cross was mine the moment he laid eyes on me.

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️ ""Show me that wet pussy," he commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl dripping with dominance and raw lust, every word dripping with hunger. The heat in his words wrapped around me like a vise, making my skin flush and my breath hitch. I spread my legs wider, every nerve ending screaming for him. He leaned in, eyes dark and hungry, the scent of him intoxicating. He inhaled deeply, his voice rough as he whispered, "Such a good girl." I bit down hard on my trembling lips, my body aching, desperate for his touch...

Read the WARNINGS and the DISCLAIMER first please ... For privileged but lonely Violet Lutz things could not get much worse. Mom has packed her bags and vanished, triggering her abandonment anxiety for the tenth time, and her billionaire stepdad has become obsessed with controlling every tiny aspect of her life. The last thing she expects is to find happiness... under the grizzled body of her much older stepdad. WARNING! 18+ - Bulky male lead - Age-gap - Stepdad/stepdaughter - Erotic, graphic scenes - Dark themes - Mild dd/lg

As I start to peel my fingers from his cöck while internally dying of shame, his phone dings and the screen lights up from the other couch arm. It vaguely illuminates his face, and just like I thought, he is deeply asleep. "Again?" he mumbles weakly. And like before, his hand comes to grasp his cöck, gluing my fingers around his girth once more. *Reverse harem *Step-uncles *Secrets *Smut *Sassy FMC *Obsessive FMC

Accidentally Divine The MoonBlood Prophecy Series Reverse Harem | Fated Mates | Spicy Fantasy Romance | 18+ Rhiannan wakes up in a world she doesn't recognize, with no memory of who she is, but power bleeds from her bones, and something ancient stirs inside her. Thrust thousands of years into the future, she finds herself hunted, soul-bound to powerful strangers, and caught in the grip of a prophecy she doesn't understand. She's not just a woman. She's a goddess born weapon wrapped in trauma, sarcasm, and divine rage. Andopeer is a realm ruled by elemental magic, gods, corrupted royals, and shadow creatures clawing to escape the veil. The prophecy says she'll rise with six fated mates and shatter the darkness, but nobody said she'd survive it. 💥 What to Expect: Reverse harem (why choose?) Fated mates + soulbonds Found family, betrayal, and divine trauma Sentient AI, pirates, wolf packs, dragons, gods Steamy 18+ scenes and complex emotional healing Forbidden magic, blood rituals, and shadow realms Main Mates 🔥 Arwen - Exiled fae prince & pirate captain (panther shifter, chaos incarnate) 🐺 Kaleb - Wolf pack alpha, elemental tech genius, creator of Sasha the AI 🩸Liam- ancient sexy vampire 🐉 Elisha - Dragon king, primal and possessive 👿 Sable- a delicious demon with trauma ⚠️ Trigger Warnings: trauma, violence, PTSD, memory loss, abuse mentions, explicit sexual content. 18+ only. If you like badass heroines, dark magic, divine prophecy, and spicy bonds that break the rules of fate... this series is for you.

"Sometimes we just had to lick the attitude out of her" ~♧~ I was only supposed to dance for them, not submit my entire existence to them. But they wanted me. They had me. I was theirs..... theirs to break, to care for, to love and theirs to fuck for as long as they willed it. As much as I didn't want succumb to the feeling, the feeling of being loved, I knew I wanted them as much as they wanted me. So I let them have me. And they used me like the fucktoy I was for them. Because I was theirs. ....... How can a mere dancer put the ruthless Kings on a leash. ~♡~

Its A Full Complete Story Daisy is trap between reality and imaginary with her character Colton : : : "Is your cock full with piercings?" "Yeah." I peered over my shoulder, flashing a sexy, mischievous look. "Really." I muttered and then bit my lip. I laid my palm on the door and then leaned on it, pushing my buttock out, leaving space for her to slide her hand underneath. "There is no zipper on the dress." She whispered. Were there not? "You can still take it off. I want you to." I fluttered my eyelids at her, beckoning her to me. "I constantly wonder how it feels." My boozy breath bounced off the door.

She ran to disappear. He found her to possess. Now, she doesn't want to be saved... She wants to be kept. Wren was broken, bleeding, and ready to vanish when he found her in the woods. Callum... the quiet stranger with shadows in his eyes and monsters in his head. He took her in, locked her away, and promised she'd never belong to anyone else again. But Callum isn't alone in his mind. And Cain doesn't ask. Cain takes. As her innocence rots beneath their touch, Wren begins to crave the unthinkable, pain, control, devotion so twisted it borders on worship. In their cabin of secrets and scars, love isn't tender. It's brutal. Consuming. Addictive. She should run. She won't. Because she's not his prisoner. She's his doll. His obsession. His perfect little ruin. _______________ Please read the trigger warnings at the beginning of the book! Your mental health matters 🖤