ENDS ON A CLIFFHANGER (Book 1) When assassins and ex-lovers, Eliana and Reid reunite under unusual circumstances they must try and work together to take down the organisation that took away their childhood and ruined their relationship. ... "You can hate me all you want, Eliana. You can convince yourself that I'm the worst human being on this fucking planet, but it doesn't change how much I love you, how much I've always loved you. There is no one on this planet who I have loved as fiercely as I have loved you!" He throws his hands up in the air, frustration clear on his face and I swallow hard having to look away from his intense gaze. "But you left," I whisper meekly feeling my guard crumble bit by bit. The silence between me and Reid is tense. The way we look at each other has my heart pounding in my chest and my breath stuttering. There's a metre between us and Reid's chest heaves as he tries to calm down. "You left, Reid." I croak, my eyes burning with tears and his face softens. He closes the space between us and cradles my face in between his large, soft, tattooed hands, leaning down to rest his forehead against mine, his eyes fluttering shut. "And I'll never leave you again, Eliana. Death would have to take me before I left you, baby."

Jeremiah is a lot of things. A great big brother, a good son, and a hell of a fireman. It wasn't until he laid eyes on Cecelia Blair, that he realized he wasn't a good man. Cecelia has an entire life that doesn't involve him, but he doesn't care. She is the love of his life and he spent years searching for her. He wouldn't let something like her having a boyfriend get in his way. Seeing her again, was fate. He knew it. They were always supposed to be together. He thinks it was written somewhere very long ago. The only problem? She doesn't know it. Jeremiah's not sure why he remembers their past life and she doesn't. He's not sure why he's been cursed to ache and long and she hasn't, but that's okay. It doesn't matter. What matters is that he found her, what matters is that they can be together again. And he swears that he'll do whatever it takes to keep her this time because he wasn't so lucky the last time. Even if it means blowing up both of their lives in the process. How do you even tell someone that you loved them in another life? That you love them in this one? That you'll love them in all the ones after? He's not sure. But, he will. She's the only person he'll ever love and he's about to make it everyone's problem. ♾️ Started: July 2024 Published: Feb 17, 2026 Completed:

Earning a bachelor's degree in business and owning a professional cleaning service gave her the financial security that too many young women craved but failed to obtain. Though Sorrow's business acumen gave her the freedom to make any decisions she wished, difficulties in her previous love life left Sorrow somewhat jaded concerning the opposite sex. Based on her experiences, Sorry Olivia Shay makes up her mind that decent men no longer exist. Instead of searching for someone to share her accomplishments with, she invests most of her time in building her business. All is well as far as Sorrow is concerned until one unexpected event occurs in her life. A loner his entire life, Eli Asher Greenfield has never been confused with the "Jock" or the "Life of the Party". For better or worse, Asher is the "Nice Guy," and unfortunately for him, they say nice guys always finish last... or do they? Prosecuting Attorney Greenfield is a socially awkward introvert, who manages to navigate the painful yet shameful existence of a divorcee. By focusing his attention on his career, Asher secures an existence with no further mishaps. With pencil-sharp features, a tall lean frame, and an air of nerdy sophistication that some might consider "Dorky Sexiness", Asher loses himself in work to shield himself from women and the failures he associates with them. What will become of Asher and Sorrow when their business relationship takes an unexpected turn for which neither of them is prepared? This is a Curvy Community Romance: #DISCLOSURE #CelebrateBlackStories #Curvy #Community #EyesLipsFierce ⛔️TRIGGER WARNING: This story is MATURE. There are explicit depictions of sexual acts written within the context of this story. If this is offensive or triggering for you, please do not read this story. Thanks.⛔️

Between Us And Sin I broke my vows. He broke the rules. Now, there's no turning back. The night I caught my husband cheating should have destroyed me. Instead, it set me free. A reckless, impulsive decision to drown my pain in whiskey and bad choices led me straight into the arms of a stranger-dark-eyed, wickedly confident, and devastatingly off-limits. I should have walked away. But I didn't. Because the man who pulled me into his bed with rough hands and a sinful mouth? He's not just any man. He's my husband's uncle. Older. Untouchable. Everything I should fear. But when he looks at me like I'm his next mistake, I forget all about the life I built-the one that was never real to begin with. What started as one night spirals into something far more dangerous. He's temptation wrapped in leather and secrets, and the deeper I fall, the harder it is to remember why this is wrong. Because with him, I feel alive. Wanted. Worshipped. But secrets don't stay buried, and when the truth comes out, we'll have to face the one thing we never saw coming. Loving each other wasn't the biggest sin. Getting caught will be.

in which thirty-one year old felicity needs to get married asap to receive inheritance money and jimin, her younger brother's friend, is more than willing. but there's a catch: she must finally give him a chance to win her heart. ~ cover and banner by @NeverlandRoyal jan 2025 - jun 2025 ✓ © paradisepjm

🖤 ONGOING STORY 🖤 🔪 Dark Romance | Mature Themes 🕯️ Updates Weekly ‼️ TRIGGER WARNING ‼️ This story contains dark and sensitive content. Please read with caution. Themes include: ⚠️ Childhood abuse ⚠️ Sexual assault (SA) ⚠️ Domestic violence / abuse ⚠️ Graphic torture & violence ⚠️ Suicidal thoughts / ideation ⚠️ Possessive behavior & light stalking This is not a love story for the faint of heart. It's about survival, obsession, and what happens when the only person who ever protected you... becomes the only one who can destroy you. 🩸 Read responsibly. Take breaks if you need to. 🩸 Solana Beaulieu has learned how to stay quiet. It's how she's survived-keeping her head down, hiding the bruises, and pretending everything is fine. The world only sees what she allows them to see. And no one asks questions... until he shows up. Cassien Donatello was the boy who once protected her in silence. Now he's a man-colder, more dangerous, and unwilling to walk away this time. When fate places Solana back in his path, Cassien refuses to look the other way. He's seen too much. And he knows the truth: the man in her life is a monster who doesn't deserve to keep breathing. But Solana isn't the broken girl he remembers. And Cassien is no hero. Dark, obsessive, and unflinchingly loyal, Cassien will burn down the world to protect her. Even if she's too afraid to ask for his help. Even if she tells him to leave. In a world where pain has always been louder than love, Solana will have to decide who she can trust-and what it really means to be safe.

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

A black, business owner of a small New York City bakery, Danielle has achieved success. She owns her own home, has traveled the world and is only 26 years old. Even with all her successes, she remains compassionate and selfless. The only thing she hasn't been quite successful in is her love life. Enter in Derek. Derek is a handsome white male also living in New York City. His beauty however, is buried under dirty brown, shoulder length hair, a full beard and clothes that haven't been washed in years. He's been homeless since he was 16. Now he's 28. After being constantly harassed by shop owners and police officer and moved from place to place, Derek finds a new place in the alleyway behind a bakery. As the New York winter begins to roll in, Danielle's compassionate persona moves her to do things most people wouldn't.

"I've never met someone with the same passion for music that I have. It's sexy... and that brain of yours, fuck." Namjoon states, staring intently over at you. He steps closer, eyes intimidatingly examining your face. You gulp. "Just tell me to stop if this isn't okay." He mumbles while stepping closer to you. Your breath catches in your throat as you watch him slowly approaching you. Biting onto your lower lip, you watch as his jaw clenches. "Don't stop." These are the only words that are able to escape your lips as he inhales a sharp breath, now standing directly in front of you as he leans down, lips brushing against yours. ... After years of BTS being disbanded, they have moved on with their lives and announced their retirement as a group. They remain in contact and are still a close group of friends who meet up as often as possible. All of the other members have their own families or are starting them. Namjoon, however, is a producer at BigHit and doesn't have a wife, let alone girlfriend, or any children. He's the only one still working in music despite the group being retired. What happens when Namjoon is assigned the task to recruit, train, and write songs for an upcoming idol who happens to be a very beautiful, foreign woman that he gets along with really well? 18+ Only ©️All Rights Reserved jxngkookisdaddy 2025 RANKS: #1 rapmonster 6/5/25, 6/11/25, 6/12/25, 6/12/26 #1 rm 5/18/26 STARTED: 3/7/25 ENDED: -