𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚? 𝘼𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧. ⋆⭒˚🍑｡⭒⋆ 𝙋𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝘾𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙 swore she'd never come back. Not to the cracked sidewalks and creaking porches of a town that watched everything give up. Not to the ghosts that still lingered in the house her mama left behind. And definitely not to... 𝙏𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙮 𝘾𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙢 - the boy who knew every inch of her heart before she ever learned how to guard it. But grief has a way of calling you home. Now, years later, Peach is back where it all started: sorting through her dead mother's things, drinking too much of her good wine, and pretending she doesn't notice the way Tommy still looks at her from five houses down. He's not the same golden boy she left behind. His shoulders are heavier. His smile - when it shows at all - never reaches his eyes. He spends his days fixing other people's things and taking care of a sick mother in the same house that's slowly falling apart. And still, somehow, he shows up. To fix her railing. To fix her roof. To remind her of everything they used to be before the world got too hard. She broke his heart once by leaving. He's breaking hers now by staying exactly where she left him.

"Ellis-" I squeak, heat radiating from my cheeks as he bends me over the back of his pristine couch. It's way too late at night, and I'm praying Beth doesn't wake up to find us here. Her best friend and her estranged father. "You wanna avoid me in my own house after weeks of begging to ride my cock and stay tied up in my bed? Fine." His lips fan slightly warm air across the back of my neck while his calloused hands firmly reclaim what I've been purposely withholding. My waist, my ass, pulling up my skirt. "Tell me how you'd like to be punished, Darling. Beg. If you're lucky, I won't ignore your request like you've ignored me." ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ Is your best friend asking you to move to Boston for the summer so she can reconnect with her estranged, ex-military sniper father? When you get there, is her father six-foot-five and deliciously aged? Is he all broad muscle and sweaty morning jogs? Does he make edits in the margins of your first draft manuscript... about BDSM? If you answered yes, you may be Darling Fields. ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ #1 in #lanadelrey 12/24/2025 #1 in #author 1/6/2025

❛❛I foresee terrible trouble, and I stay here just the same.❞ 「TW: Dark themes. Death, SH, abuse, addiction, age gap, childhood trauma.」 ❛❛I wonder what it'd feel like if you cleaned up the mess I just made with your mouth, Ash. I've pretty much been a dripping, desperate mess for you since I was sixteen. You knew that though, right?❞ 「You're stubborn as hell and you hate confrontation and you pretend things don't hurt when they do. But you saved me. Not because I deserved it. Just because you couldn't stand the idea of me drowning. You're a good person, Jules.」

"You wanna kiss me, don't you, Emma? You wanna know what it feels like to touch me. To be touched by someone who knows what they're doing - by someone who won't hurt you. Well, I can do that. All you have to do is admit that you want it." ✿˖˚ ༘⋆ 𐙚 ̊. At nineteen, 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙞𝙣 returns to her sleepy hometown in shame, the bright future she once chased now in ruins. College was supposed to be her escape, her fresh start - but instead, it chewed her up and spat her out. All her parents know is that she was expelled. They don't know the truth: that Bria was betrayed in the worst way. A victim of revenge porn that outed her as a lesbian, she's drowning in silence and fury, barely holding herself together behind a wall of sarcasm and smirks. Desperate to rebuild her life - or at least give the appearance of trying - Bria reluctantly agrees to her therapist's suggestion: join a community theater production of Romeo and Juliet. Playing make-believe feels stupid at first, but the stage offers Bria a fragile sanctuary... until whispers start. Someone knows what happened. And secrets don't stay buried long in small towns. Just when Bria's progress teeters on collapse, an unexpected ally emerges: 𝙀𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙍𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧, her former high school rival, now the local church's first female youth pastor. But Emma is nothing like the holier-than-thou girl Bria remembers. She's warm, drawn to her, and hiding some sort of dark heartbreak of her own.