When a girl gets a complete makeover, the hot guy is supposed to start liking her. Not Forrest Stephens. He merely gave me a once-over, said "nice outfit", and walked right past me. Maybe being his friend was the problem. But now that other guys started noticing me, he's gotten protective-demanding I don't date them without his permission, and touching me in ways that makes everyone think I'm off-limits. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · "Spencer," his caress over my name brought the smallest blush, the events of last night flashing through my mind like a movie. His knuckles brushed my cheek. Angling his head, he studied me, eyes narrowing in a way that was uncomfortably critical. "You're blushing," he noted. He was so close I caught a whiff of his wintergreen gum. In that moment I wanted to disappear. "I'm not," I denied. "You are," he countered, leaning in. "Your cheeks are pink. You're not into me-are you?" 𝚃𝚘𝚙 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: #1 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚢 #1 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛

Emma's life takes an exciting turn when she moves back to her hometown. Certain circumstances cause her to run into the schools most notorious football player, Trace Henderson. Their first meet is wild but that doesn't mean their friendship will be just as crazy, right? After all, they are polar opposites. What could go wrong with that? Emma is back in town and on the first day collides with a jock that saves her life. Things take surprising turns when she realizes they share the same school. All she wanted was to stay under the radar but now she's faced with the most popular boy in school. Trace is set on figuring out the life of Emma as he helps and protects her. Feelings develop but are they mutual? Will they fall together or will Emma have to catch herself on the way down? __________________________________________ "Trace is stubborn, relentless, annoying, hilarious, he makes me yell, and he drives me out of my mind. But he's everything I want. I'm falling for him faster than I realized and my only hope is that he'll be there to catch me." #7 in football out of 16.9K stories - June 2020 #1 in romance out of 1.2M stories- June 2020 #1 in highschoolromance- June 2020 #2 in teenfiction out of 191K stories- June 2020 #3 in love out of 2M stories- June 2020 **COMPLETED** Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains swearing, mature themes or sexual content. [Word Count: 190,000-200,000]

╰┈➤ 𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌. ── ☾ 𝑲𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒍 sees others as an interference in his life, making his interest in having any social interaction with humans at the bottom of his schedule. Until he met Carson, that is. Killian never planned to be involved with someone like Carson. He hates everything about her, and more importantly, he hates that she gets in the way of his plans. But...maybe a change of plans isn't so bad? ☼ 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑨𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒓 thinks that getting into Columbia University was nothing short of a miracle for her. But she's survived for three years just fine. Now in her senior year, she's paired up for an assignment with a man who's the exact opposite of her. Cold, uninterested, and a stickler for his own rules. Carson is used to capturing the hearts of whomever she meets, but her partner becomes a new challenge that will be hard to beat. ── The Sun and Moon are planets that are never supposed to meet. Complete opposites, and yet, the Sun tends to pull the Moon along with its every move. Now that the Sun has seen that the Moon can be brighter with just a little bit of encouragement, the Sun takes on the quest of making the Moon its friend.

❗️Mature❗️ The weight of his fingers inside the wet mess in my core made me lose control, I didn't even know my body could do things like that. He went faster, and faster and faster. Until I was practically moaning his name, and the look in his eyes told me he'd liked it. Just as I was close to release, he removed his fingers, and I let out a groan. His hands was still around my neck as he leaned forward, for a minute I thought he was going to kiss me, but that idea was carried away with the wind, instead he came closer to my ear and whispered. "Trouble makers aren't allowed to get pleasure." Then he let go... ~~~ 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 was a daddy's girl, getting whatever she wants whenever she wants, but after her parents died in a house fire she decided to leave her spoil behavior behind her. Until the day she met Nicolas.

"Tell me, Gianna," he says her name like a caress and a threat combined. "Were you disappointed?" He steps closer. Invasive. Possessive. "That I wasn't fighting? That you didn't get to see the Devil play?" His hand leaves her hair to trace her jawline-that same touch from before, the one that made her breath catch. "Because I don't fight for entertainment," he breathes, thumb brushing the corner of her mouth. "I fight when something is worth fighting for. When something is worth taking." His eyes burn into hers. "And I'm trying to decide, kotyonok..." The hand on her jaw tightens just slightly. "Are you worth the war I'd start to keep you?" They say the devil doesn't come with horns. He comes with power, legacy, and a smile that promises ruin. At Halgrave University, last names are weapons and secrets are currency. This is a world built for monsters-heirs raised on violence, dominance, and control. And at the center of it all stands Nikolai Vetrova-cold, untouchable, and feared even by those born into darkness. He was never meant to notice her. She was never meant to survive him. What begins as hostility turns into obsession. What feels like hate bleeds into desire. And the closer she gets, the more she realizes-loving him isn't dangerous. Surviving him is. Because some men don't fall in love. They claim. They ruin. And once the devil touches you, he never lets go. He is the Future Pakhan of the Bratva While she is the Cosa Nostra Princess. ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING: This book contains dark romance themes, explicit sexual content (smut), violence, blood, weapons, criminal activities, morally grey characters, depictions of self-harm, PTSD, trauma responses, and emotionally intense scenes. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

"𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌." Kate Pierce craves dark romance books masked, possessive men, deadly obsession, and twisted love. But when a masked stranger starts sending her polaroids, calling her kitten, and promising to play... her fantasy turns real and fatal. He knows her secret. He knows what she did. And now, he wants her. A killer with obsession in his eyes, blood on his hands, and her name on his tongue. Kate thought it was just a game. Until he told her what he was. Some obsessions aren't fictional. Some mistakes don't stay buried. And some men will kill to keep you. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒂𝒚.

Luna Age: 22 Occupation: Part-time barista, jobless and staying with three manipulative roommates. Background: Soft-spoken, gentle, naive, believes in second chances. Dark hair, Bambi brown eyes, medium-length hair, dresses like an early 2000s movie star. Grew up in an orphanage, very trusting. Appearance: Wears a cute pink sleeveless mini frock just below the knee, shiny loose hair, minimal makeup (moisturizer, powder, eyeliner, vanilla body mist). Endrit Bianchi Age: 33 Occupation: Weapons trafficker, political puppetmaster, owns clubs, casinos, and businesses. Background: Emotionless, brutal, calculated. Hates liars, kills without mercy, distrusts women due to his past. Harbors a dark secret. Appearance: Sharp suits, cold eyes, commanding presence, always armed. Opening Scene: A newly opened, exclusive club in Rome called Inferno, known for its strict entry rules and heavy security. The club is a front for Endrit Bianchi's illicit activities. ⚠️ Trigger Warning: ⚠️ As the story flows, it will get very unhinged and might make you go "WTF." If you have a kind heart ❤️, maybe skip this one - and please, no hate 🚫. It's just a fantasy written by a single, lonely MBA student 🎓 trying to overcome stress.

(Bok 2) Two men fighting over one girl that they can't have, they both have a greedy forbidden desire for Celina. What will happen? Will her stepbrother have her or her stepdad?? If Alex ends up in Jail, will he get out and what will happen to Celina? Will Dmitri steal her or someone else??! This is a season 2 Wattpad story of the season 1 Forbidden desire which is about a girl who wants her stepdad but now we have a season 2 which is about her stepdad and her stepbrother's forbidden desire for her. Celina's new start...

Adrienne Bertrand only came to Provence, France to escape her life in America, her toxic relationship with boyfriend Ryan, and to find and reinvent herself in silk and sunlight as an au pair for the wealthy Delamarche family. But Dominic-the silver-tongued patriarch-saw through her before she unpacked her bags. She likes his attention, his gifts, the way he makes her feel seen. She likes the way he fucks her, too. Dominic's married-but his wife Bianka is never around, and Adri doesn't care. To Dom, Adri is more than a distraction. She's beautiful, smart, and dangerous enough to make him imagine forever. But maybe she's just another trophy-something to own, to parade, to keep. Then there's Matthias. Dominic's son. The one who won't give her the time of day. She should leave Mattie alone. Instead, she aches for him, chases the thrill of his indifference, until lust turns into obsession-for both of them. In this house, desire is currency. Boundaries don't exist. And Adri-lonely, self-destructive, desperate to be loved-finds herself pulled into a spiral of obsession, betrayal, and impossible hunger. She thinks she can keep them all. She thinks she can survive their poison. But everyone here is a villain-and she might be the worst of them all.

"Hey... B." His voice was quiet, careful, like he was afraid I'd flinch. "You've gotta tell me what I think happened." Beau Sinclair was born into a dynasty of old money, raised on magazine covers, charity galas, and whispered envy. Wealth, beauty, status. She has everything the world tells a girl to want, and she wears it effortlessly. At least, that's what everyone believes. But after one night splits her life clean in half, Beau begins to disappear. At first, it's subtle. Sleeping pills she insists she can control. A small vial she swears is temporary. Bruises she laughs off. A week where no one can find her and no one asks the right questions. The golden girl doesn't fall apart, she fades. When Hayes Hearst returns to their elite Boston boarding school after a long absence, he sees the cracks immediately. He grew up beside her. He knows the difference between Beau performing and Beau unraveling. Privileged, powerful, and dangerously devoted, Hayes refuses to watch her self-destruct, even if saving her means becoming the villain in her story. As their connection reignites into something consuming and volatile, the illusion around them fractures. Their glittering friend group begins to splinter under forced engagements, family empires, and tabloid exposés. Secrets leak. Loyalty is tested. The world that once protected Beau starts feeding on her instead. When her assault becomes public. When rehab becomes a battlefield instead of a cure. When depression steals her voice completely. The question is no longer whether she can survive the world that built her. It's whether she can survive herself.