Killing Me Softly is a dark, sapphic, age-gap erotic thriller of power, surrender, and the dangerous pull of obsession. A birthday trip to the infamous Club Lilith was supposed to be a one-night rebellion for Avery, a taste of a world far from her quiet life. She never expected to catch the eye of the club's enigmatic owner, Victoria. Elegant, powerful, and ruthless, Victoria deals in a very particular form of justice outside the law. When she sets her sights on Avery, she doesn't just pursue her - she unravels her. Seduced into a shadowy world where obsession is a weapon and morality is blurred, Avery is forced to confront a terrifying question: how far will she go for a woman who might save her, or destroy her?

The woman's hand, decorated with rings, was squeezing the sides of her throat; the gun stuffed in the blondes mouth. Breathy whimpers slipping past her lips, and mascara dripping down her puffy, red cheeks. Renata tittered, her haughty tugging the corner of her plump lips, their eyes staying on each other. Her scent only made the dangerous woman more attracted to this beauty; her sweet and soft perfume lingered around her. The hand on the blondes throat was removed, and instead, caressing her soft, wavy blonde, putting it against her nose and sniffing. Renata's eyes closed in delight, the thick smell of pomegranate and roses gave her a soft tingle. Magnolia sobbed harder, trying to wiggle her way out of the situation. She whined once her hands were clasped together and held above her head. "Shh, my sweet flower, we don't want to attract attention now, do we?" The woman spoke finally, her lips brushing against Magnolia's ear. Immediately, Renata moved the gun from her mouth and wiped it on her jacket, stuffing it back in her waistband. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," she whispered, placing a lingering kiss on her neck. "though I can bite sometimes, and you my flower, are very tempting." 𑁍 Magnolia Tress - the blonde works at the most popular strip club in New York; a nervous, traumatised young woman on the run from her past which continues to haunt her 6 years later. As much as she tries to forget her roots and overcome the trauma, she's suddenly faced to it when the Big Boss pays a visit to America. Renata Abbott - highly feared woman for good reasons. Powerful, dangerous woman who would slay someone without a word to spare. She figured two things would happen when returning to New York: checking on legal businesses and checking on her illegal ones. What she did not expect was to discover a rat within her Mafia, and to become obsessed over a young, short blonde. HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 - french 4/3/2026 #7 - interracial 10/2/2025 #39 - lesbian 11/2/2

She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?

"I'll treat it like it's mine if you admit who it's for." She stated. Her words only made the ache between my legs worse. Fuck I hate her. But in that moment, my common sense seemed to evaporate. The battle between my brain and body seemingly came to an end. The way she was talking to me, the way she was touching me, left my body in a frenzy and she had barely done anything. I had never been this fucking desperate - And I hated it. "It's for you." I mumbled reluctantly as the last shred of my ego slipped away. "Who's it for?" She murmured, slowly sliding my red lace underwear to the side. "It's for you Anastasia." I breathed ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ Anastasia Grey, an lawyer notorious for representing the Mafia, finds herself on the run after getting entangled with the leader of The Green Angels. Originally from Ireland, she finds herself in the heart of New York, attempting to lay low as the assistant of a real estate agent. But with her past slowly creeping up on her and the hot headed blonde she now works for making her life nothing but difficult, how long will it really be before her world begins to crumble around her?

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

In a city ruled by secrecy, Zarelda Deavian, an adopted member of a dangerous and powerful mafia family gang ring, finds herself torn between loyalty and love. Tasked with a mission to eliminate a rival, she unexpectedly falls for the target, Briar Mustang , unaware of her connection to her dangerous world. As their forbidden romance deepens, Zarelda must confront the inevitable clash between her heart and the loyalty demanded by the mafia. The story unfolds with a shocking revelation, leaving Zarelda standing at a crossroads, torn between love and duty. #1 in Escape reality #19 in island (I might make some typographical errors from typing to fast...but it's not that bad. 🚶🚶) DISCLAIMER This is not a fan fiction, it's an original story created by me purely from my imagination. It is not to be re-created in any way shape or form without appreciate permission from me. This includes request from translation and so on. _SnowWriteZ.

The Mafia's most feared boss. The country's most untouchable CEO. They were never supposed to fall in love. Dreian Vaughn Lacruz doesn't need anyone. As an Mafia heiress with a reputation for being ruthless, dominant, and untouchable, she's built her empire on power and fear. But behind the bulletproof walls and the black suits lies one secret weakness: Selene Micaela Villanueva, her childhood best friend, her unspoken love, and the only person who sees past the monster the world made her. Selene Micaela Villanueva is used to breaking ceilings and expectations. A powerful, gorgeous CEO with the world at her feet and yet, no one has ever reached her heart. Except Dreian. But some lines can't be crossed... not even for the one person you'd burn the world for. When one drunken night ignites the passion they've buried for years, nothing will ever be the same. Secrets unravel. Loyalties are tested. And their love? It might just start a war. Because loving your best friend is already dangerous... But loving a Mafia boss might get you killed.

Beverly despised the rich-until she met Raine, a dangerous mafia heiress who ignited something wild in her. Raine had never loved a woman, but Beverly became her obsession. Their passion was chaos, their love addictive. Somewhere between lust and war, they found peace-raw, unforgettable, and entirely their own. DONT BE A SILENT READER #1 - crazy (July 1st, 2021)

10 years have passed since the events of Greenwood. It seems that everyone is finally at peace and back on track from the destruction of new York. Families are growing and thriving, all while hiding a tiny secret from the group of kids. The Whitlock family is thriving, even if the kids don't know exactly what their parents do. The parents are doing their best to hide their dirty secrets of the past, wishing to give their kids a chance at a normal life. Only problem is these kids don't want a normal life. _____________ Sequeal to Under Control Follow Azreal and her family while they grow together. All warning from last book are in this one!

"Why don't you want people to know about us?" Harper asked me as she stepped closer to me. I looked away from her eyes and bit my lip nervously, not knowing the answer to her question. "Is it because you don't want people to know that you like the girl that reads books at lunchtime?" I looked up at her with my eyebrows frowned in confusion "you read books at lunchtime-" She cut me off "no it's an exaggeration- that's not even the point" I swallowed nervously, noticing the anger in her voice "I don't know what to tell you, I'm just confused" Harper kept towering over me considering she's very tall "what? I fucked you and you liked it, right?" I felt my breathe being caught up in my throat at her statement that is so very true. "Then what's there to be confused about?" --- This story will include: (warnings) -detailed sexual content -sexual assault/harassment -alcohol abuse -violence -alcohol, drugs, weed etc. -family issues