Under the shimmering lights of the La Rouge club, a young dancer finds solace in the stage. She's not the star, but when the music starts, every eye turns her way - including his. Night after night, a man watches her from the shadows of a velvet booth, a drink in his hand and a secret in his gaze. She doesn't know who he is or why he's there. But soon, his obsession will pull her into a world far darker than the spotlight she calls home. This story contains mature and explicit content. Read at your own risk.

[COMPLETE] Having a crush on your boss is no big deal. Right? Talulah Knight is the assistant to the CEO of a major architecture firm. She loves Madonna, baking, oh and she is in love with her boss, but both of them are completely oblivious. With late nights in the office and boring work events, the lines between professional and unprofessional start to blur.

"Don't blame me for the monster you became. You were just waiting for someone to give you permission..." ~ Olivia never meant to become a weapon-or to fall so hard for the man who made her one. But from the moment she bailed Harry out of jail, she had already surrendered. Together, they leave a trail of blood and chaos, bound by devotion so toxic it bruises more than it could ever heal. With the boys joining them and with new threats closing in, Olivia begins to see the tether for what it truly is-and if she breaks it, he may not survive what's left of himself. * * * TW ‼️ This book contains scenes of: Graphic violence/ murder, torture, blood/gore Psychological, physical, and emotional abuse SEX (includes blood play), toxic/obsessive relationship A bit of an emotional rollercoaster with the character development (forgive me in advance for Harry yikes) Reader discretion is strongly advised ‼️

(ON GOING) MATURE CONTENT (+18) *PLEASE DO NOT COPY RIGHT!* "P-Please," He begs as his voice breaks. "This isn't a good idea Harry, What if you know who finds out? You're dead" His hand tightens at my hip, desperate. "I get that, but honey I'm tired of waiting, so fucking tired" I'm stunned by the rawness in him, so unlike the innocent boy I thought I knew. The way his emerald sea glass eyes shine reckless in my ocean one's, splits me apart endlessly by the sounds of our beating hearts in the night. He cups my face gently in the palm of his hands. "Show me," He cries out every word a plea. "Show me how to touch myself, I want to feel so fucking good, please, I need to learn, I'll be a good boy I swear" My breath catches. I glance around, the open barn, the scatter of hay beneath the stars, us, all alone. "Here?" He nods once, bites his lip in hunger, almost shaking. "Fuck yes. I can't wait. You're the only one who can handle all of me." A lost ballroom dancer bound to survive her new life. A lost cowboy bound to make a comeback in his life. Cowboyrry lovers this one's for you!🐴🫶🏼 I hope you all enjoy this story Thank you GoldenGirlyyy 🩷

"That shouldn't have happened. Why did you-" "Was bound to happen." His calm voice sends goosebumps up my arms as he exhales smoke into the night. He crushes the cigarette beneath his heel and looks back at me. "Are you coming?" "Where-?" "To finish what you started." // Ria Romano thought she'd left her past behind-until she takes a job at Thailand's most elusive country club, The Halcyon Estate. Private, untouchable, and owned by Harry: her first love, her first heartbreak, and the one man she never truly escaped. Working for him doesn't just reopen old wounds-it proves that some obsessions don't fade. They burn. Secrets. Lust. Love. They weren't sure which was worse.

a brilliant physics student and a guarded art gallery owner enter a transactional relationship that's supposed to stay strictly business. but as desire tangles with pride, they're forced to decide if what they have is worth risking their rules.

A small town love story ♡

Still haunted by the sudden death of her brother, Nora tried her best to toe the line. But when Harry crashes into her life, she quickly learns that boundaries are meant to be tested, and danger lurks around every corner.

Ella didn't plan on meeting Harry. She definitely didn't plan on going home with him. He was rich, infuriating, emotionally unavailable, and exactly the kind of man she knew better than to want. One bad decision turned into several, and no matter how many times she told herself to walk away, she kept finding her way back. Brooklyn is a story about desire, mistakes, and the kind of connection that feels wrong but impossible to ignore.