"Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra." I smiled. Slow. Mean. The kind that never reaches my eyes. "You don't get to tell me what to call you," I said. "You're whatever the fuck I call you." She stared at me like I was dangerous. Good. I leaned back, relaxed, watching the way her hands shook just a little. "Relax," I added. "If I wanted to catch you, you'd already be caught." Then I chuckled, low and amused. "But where's the fun in that?"

When Rumi Winchester earns a prestigious scholarship to the elite and secretive Covenridge Conservatory Institute, she believes it's her chance to rewrite a life marred by loss. But the scholarship comes with one unusual clause: participation in a groundbreaking psychological experiment led by the enigmatic Draven Moreau and his older brother, Cassian. Draven is magnetic, brilliant, and unsettlingly calm - and the more time Rumi spends under his watch, the more drawn she becomes to him. But something is wrong beneath the surface. The experiment isn't what it seems, and neither are the Moreau brothers. Unbeknownst to Rumi, Draven is fighting a curse older than time - a dark compulsion that forces him to kill. He doesn't want to hurt her. He swears he won't. But Rumi reminds him of someone long buried, and she's surrounded by classmates whose blood he's fated to spill. Draven has lived for centuries, haunted by blood and burdened by guilt. When a string of gruesome, unsolved murders rocks the campus, Rumi an aspiring investigative journalist begins to dig. The bodies are drained, the wounds too precise, the victims all eerily connected. As Rumi begins to investigate a disturbing pattern of disappearances on campus, horror at the heart of the Moreaus' experiment, or fall for the man destined to destroy her. Because some scholarships are earned with ambition. And others are paid for in blood.

When my dad told me his best friend was finally returning back to his hometown, I expected him to be someone who got me bored with a word, not the one who got me wet with a look. I expected him to be someone I would rather ignore, not the one whose fantasies I pleasured myself to. I expected him to be an addition to my dad's drinking group, not the one I'd prefer to eat me out. I expected him to be someone my dad went out with, not the one who brought home my college bestie. More or less, I expected him to be an uncle, never my hottest-ever one-night stand. ~ • ⁠༶⁠ • ~ Original Reads: 715K, Votes: 12K Originally Published: January 2024 onwards Republishing (after being deleted): February 26, 2025 onwards

♤♤ MATURE CONTENT warning ♤♤ • • • He's charming. He's handsome, talented, charismatic. People hang on to his every word. A bachelor, stone cold businessman and a man of very few words. A whole package that's definitely way out of her league...should be out of her league yet...why does he seem to be purposely appearing before her everyday as the days go by. Why the hell did this upper echelon businessman suddenly appear inside her complex and how the absolute f*ck was he able to make the hairs on her neck rise and her legs clench whenever she just so happens to coincidentally brush past him on those fleeting days. Sophia thought she had it all figured out, that was until that fateful day. Two paths that were certainly never meant to collide had crashed into each other in the most unexpected of ways. The product of this fateful encounter? A man whose interest could border on obsession and a woman who's hellbent on ignoring and avoiding the man who is solely responsible for making her feel these weird and uncontrollable urges. ■ | ♧ |Status: ongoing | ♧ |Updates: on weekends ● (Also this is a first unedited draft so there might be errors) Lovely cover by Denise~ ■

When junior auditor Anara Ellison pulls a stranger out of a Paris mess with nothing but nerve and an eyelash curler, she doesn't expect him to follow the proof back to New York. Archer Montclaire-an architect with clean lines and shadowed edges-shows up with a new coat, a steady hand, and a mouth that turns common sense into smoke. What starts as a debt becomes a slow-burn collision: lunch dates that feel like confessions, late-night arguments that end in honesty, friends who meddle, flowers "just because," and two people learning how to build something sturdy out of heat and trust. He opens every door; she draws every boundary; together they find a rhythm that's equal parts filthy and tender. This is a love story about precision and chaos, receipts and choosing each other-on purpose, every time.

"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

𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐀 - Intricate and witty, her life has twisted upside down after her father's past scarred his family. At the young age of twenty, Violet is informed that eight years ago, she was promised to marry a Mafia Don's son by her father, in exchange for ten million dollars. 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐃 '𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐎 - A name that lingers of blood and lust, was also a ruthless killer and the new Don of the Italian Mafia. In order to have no distractions, his father has forced him to marry the daughter of a millionaire law firm owner. What happens when two fiery personalities collide? Will they be able to avoid the instant attraction that they feel? Or will they give into each other? Breaking the one and only rule of the marriage that they both so desperately despised; no sexual interactions. ______ #𝟎𝟏 - 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 #𝟎𝟏 - 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 #𝟎𝟏 - 𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 #𝟎𝟏 - 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 #𝟎𝟏 - 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 #𝟎𝟏 - 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 #𝟎𝟏 - 𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ______ 𝐃𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 - to all of those who long to be someone's first choice, this one's for you.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬. Gaia Cadieux A girl with a personality so bright yet so dark, that would leave you coming back for more. After an unsuccessful marriage, Gaia delves into a new life in NYC, however, what Gaia did not expect was to catch the eye of the well-known and feared; Malakai Dmitriev. "I danced with the devil and I fell in love." Malakai Dmitriev His face may be angelic, but his attitude sure isn't. Malakai has been closed-off for most of the years in his life, he hates everyone around him with a burning passion, that was until the talkative and bubbly woman waltzed into his tragic life. He is determined to do everything in his power to make her his. "You smiled and I just knew I was fucked"

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐄𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝...𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭," 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. Born into a world of wealth, privilege, and expectations, there's Eira Thorsen, a talented ballerina with dreams of securing a place at one of the world's top dance companies. Her life is a carefully curated performance-perfect hair, impeccable posture, and her unspoken drive to succeed. Her passion is her poison and it is only a matter of time before it kills her and behind that polished and impeccably orchestrated veneer of hers, lies a yearning for something real, something unfiltered. "𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐙𝐞𝐤𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝. Ezekiel Beckett is a different story. Smart with the side of an addiction. Smoking, the only way he knows how to cope, his home away from home, the only way he can deal with his life crumbling before his eyes. Ezekiel is the exact opposite of Eira, broke, struggling to make ends meet and look after his sister all whilst stuck in a constant spiral of a habit he couldn't seem to break or escape despite his wit shining through the haze of his addiction. His rough edges and turbulent life seem worlds away from Eira's poised existence but somehow, they make do. 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. Later... 𝐒𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨.

"𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐢," He spoke as I slid down onto his cock. I gripped his shoulders for support as I suppressed my moan. "𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭," I said, burying my face in his neck. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲," he replied, his hands resting on my ass. It would be so much easier if he wasn't this damn big. ...... Meilani Brown wasn't the type to date frequently or be sexually active. So, when she's at a bar trying to move on from her ex and a handsome man comes up to her, why wouldn't she take him as a rebound? She never imagined that a one-night stand could have such an impact on her life. Angelo Romano is a well-known figure in the underground world. While he's connected to the mafia, he also manages his own enterprise involving the export and import of drugs and weapons. What will happen when Meilani discovers she has just fucked her brother's enemy?