ABOUT: Arden Ashbourne is a college student with a secret - by day, she's the top of her engineering class. By night, she dances under neon lights to survive. Her world is sharp, hungry, and unforgiving. Elias Carrington is untouchable - a wealthy, quiet pre-law student who moves through life like nothing can touch him. Cold. Controlled. Until her. What begins as glances turns to gravity. He watches her like she's art. Touches her like prayer. Loves her like ruin. But love like this doesn't come clean. It's messy. Raw. Slow-burning and soul-consuming. She was never meant to be his salvation, but now he can't breathe without her. And when he has her - in his arms, on his face, wrapped around his heart - he doesn't hold back. This is not a story of perfection. This is a story of what it means to be wanted in your entirety - bruised, beautiful, and burning. Mature. Obsessive. Intoxicating. This is worship dressed as love. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ "You," he growled, backing me into the wall just inside the loft and pressing his body hard against mine, "are the hottest, smartest fucking girl I've ever met." I was giddy, breathless, already burning. "Elias-" "Who's my smart girl?" he whispered against my ear, his breath hot, his hands already sliding under my shirt. My entire body lit up. The compliment. The heat in his voice. The sheer ownership threaded into that question. "I am," I gasped. He pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes blazing, jaw tight. "Say it again." "I'm your smart girl," I whispered, flushed and aching. "Damn right you are." He kissed me then-hard, hungry, lips claiming mine with heat that melted straight down my spine. My back hit the wall with a soft thud, but I didn't care. I couldn't think. I could barely breathe. His tongue slid into my mouth, and I moaned into the kiss, hips rocking against his without meaning to.

A Queen and a King from different empires Join forces through Consensual marriage. A brave, courageous (maybe evil) queen Meets, A shy, introverted king One day when the queen takes a stroll in the busy streets, she meets three year old twins, homeless twins, with no parents and sleeping in an alleyway. A story where four unlikely souls meet, two become parents, all of them find love. ~~~~~ It may be fantasy but it has modern language. If you like your women who don't blush, get flustered or embarrassed, this is for you. You like shy, flustered and nervous men? This is for you. ~~|~~ Not a cliche. (It's funny because I don't like fantasy but I'm writing it so if your not into it ether then just give this book a chance, you could always drop it. )

"He watched me. And I could feel it. The skin on my neck tingled and a staticky feeling ran down the length of my spine. I had never felt this way before." Fallon Everskies was searching for something. Answers, maybe, as to why the touch of others burned her. And why her parents constantly kept secrets from her. But most of all, and embarrassingly so, she was searching for love. "She was infuriating. I could smell her, feel her, and taste her even when she was miles away. It drove me insane, she drove me insane. Yet, I yearned for her touch, begged for her entire being. But I knew I couldn't have it." Lucius Dendron hadn't felt alive in years. There were more...obvious reasons as to why this was. But the main reason was plain and simple; he was lonely. Even if he himself didn't want to admit it.

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

"I hate how much I need you, Niyah..." From just enemies, to enemies with benefits, to lovers. I hate how much I want him. But I can't escape him. Why? Because we're lawfully locked. An office romance between rival lawyers who try to fight the tension between them until they finally give in. "You say you hate me but you fuck me the same day." *a lot of smut included!*

A short, smutty and ridiculously sweet story about a very mean giant looking duke with a teddy bear personality. And a confident lady who's ready to marry the man shes been salivating for years. -a short story. Just a little longer than a one shot

"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

‎One night was never supposed to matter. After a messy breakup and way too many drinks, Elizabeth Greene ended up in bed with a gorgeous stranger. He had piercing gray eyes and the kind of devastating good looks that seemed too perfect to be real. She still did the smart thing, though. She slipped out before sunrise, ready to forget the mistake and move on. ‎ ‎She didn't realize the paparazzi were watching. Or that the stranger was Arthur Darrington. Now the photos are everywhere, and Arthur's carefully constructed image is slipping into public chaos. He isn't used to scandals. He isn't used to being ghosted. Especially not after a one-night stand that has become front-page news. So he finds her. With an offer: play his girlfriend, fix the damage, and walk away with enough money to change her life. The only rule? Strictly business. No feelings. Elizabeth knows it's a bad idea. But she needs the money, and she refuses to be intimidated by a billionaire who looks like he's never been told no in his life. She's blunt, impossible to manage, and far more tempting than she should be. And the more time he spends with her, the more Arthur realizes this isn't just about saving his reputation anymore. Because what started as damage control is beginning to feel a lot like something neither of them agreed to feel. And pretending is getting harder to stop.

Blackwell Boarding School is swarmed with cameras that prey on the students in order to film for the reality TV show that shows an exclusive inside to an elite school. Zora McQueen avoids the glistening TV screen when her nudes are spread around campus, instead taking comfort with the only other person who keeps secrets from the public. Alluring mystery and dubbed slut, Eliott Hearse. Except now, Eliott is missing and no one has the faintest idea where she could've gone. Taking matters into her own hands, Zora believes that the answers may lie in Eliott's favourite game: chess. Partnering with the school's best chess club player, Arwyn Truong, Zora learns that not everything is as it seems and that perhaps the old school holds far more secrets than they'd care to admit. Some secrets hitting dangerously close to home. In order to see things for what they are and find her friend, Zora must escape the gossip and cameras that follow her closely and embrace the title she adorns. The only way to do that? Follow the Slut's Guide to Chess. [2022 Watty's Shortlist] [Featured on Wattpad Editors' Picks, April 2021 + 2023]

Titan, a towering, broad shouldered man with the quiet demeanor of a gentle giant, , he's the proud owner of a cozy half-bookstore, half-bakery. A quiet soul who prefers the comfort of his work to the chaos of the world, Titan's love language is acts of service and his nervous blushes betray emotions he's too shy to put into words. Record Lee is everything Titan isn't: bold, vibrant, and unapologetically herself. Shes walking contradiction of sass and sweetness. A bold, tattooed artist with a sharp wit and an infectious laugh. Under The Lights is a heartwarming romance that proves opposites not only attract, they can complete each other. A cute fluffy romance. Has plot. Authors note- stories we usually read end with the couple finally getting together but we never see their life after as them being a couple, so im here to present a story with a meet cute, plot, and we actually see our couple be a couple before the story ends.