He came for the debt. He stayed to claim her soul. Viktor Volkov rules Moscow's underworld with an iron fist and ice in his veins. As pakhan of the most feared Bratva syndicate, he's used to people paying what they owe - in blood, money, or broken bones. When Viola Isley's brother Liam steals two million rubles and disappears like the spineless coward he is, Viktor doesn't waste time chasing a ghost. He goes straight for what's left behind: her. Viola never signed up for her brother's mistakes. She's just trying to survive - long shifts at the café, cramped apartment in a crumbling Soviet block, nights alone with nothing but her thoughts and the endless Moscow snow. She doesn't know that for weeks, a predator has been watching her every move. Tracking her phone. Hacking her laptop camera. Sitting in the shadows outside her window while she showers, while she sleeps, while she touches herself and whispers into the dark like she's begging for someone to hear. And Viktor hears everything. He knows the exact way she takes her coffee (black, two sugars). He knows the route she takes on the metro every morning at 7:15 sharp. He knows the soft little gasps she makes when she comes on Thursdays, fingers buried deep, back arched against the bathroom tiles. He's memorized it all, jerked off to it in the back of his Maybach more times than he can count, and now the obsession has burned away whatever patience he had left.....

In a world of cold power and sterile luxury, 𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙠𝙤𝙫 is the untouchable devil. A ruthless billionaire whose empire drips with blood and billions, he lives by one savage rule: 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮. Skin is poison. Contact is contamination. His body is a locked fortress-until the day his control begins to burn. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘋𝘶𝘣𝘰𝘪𝘴. Calm. Graceful. Dangerously composed. The new maid moves through his marble halls like living temptation-soft curves wrapped in a crisp uniform, warm skin that carries the faint scent of lavender and sin. She doesn't cower. She doesn't break. And that quiet defiance sets Dante's blood on fire. His obsession ignites instantly. He isolates her. He watches her every breath through hidden cameras. He pulls her into his private sanctuary and makes her the center of his sterile, suffocating world. What begins as forbidden hunger quickly becomes feral need. The man who recoils from touch now aches to devour her-running starving hands over her bare skin, tasting her trembling lips, burying himself deep inside her slick heat while fighting the revulsion that once ruled him. Every hard thrust, every desperate moan, every filthy whisper of ownership chips away at his sanity. She consents. She surrenders. But she never truly escapes. In the heat of his madness, Dante's touch turns raw, possessive, and devastating. He claims her against cold marble, on silk sheets soaked with sweat, and in the darkness where pain and pleasure blur. He will shatter every rule, ruin his own mind, and lock her in his gilded cage just to feel her come undone around him again and again. She was supposed to be invisible. Instead, she became his addiction... and his only weakness. He will never let her go.

She booked under another name for a reason. One private room. One locked door. One man with hands everyone warned her about. And for one night, Sabrina plans to forget who she is supposed to be.

Eve never meant to fall for him. He was supposed to be untouchable. Off-limits. A line she wouldn't cross. But desire has a way of rewriting rules - especially when the man watching her knows exactly how to unravel her, and the life he offers is intoxicating in ways she never imagined. This story unravels between quiet moments of tenderness and dangerously public displays of possession. It is a slow-burn romance about temptation, secrecy, and the cost of choosing yourself when love is complicated, powerful, and anything but safe. Because some loves don't ask permission. They dare you to take the bite.

Londoner Natalia moves to small-town Texas for a year-long teaching exchange. Clashing with the brooding football coach Gabe Mercier, sparks fly between them despite their differences. As they work together, they must confront their pasts and growing feelings. Can they bridge their cultural divide and find love before Natalia's time runs out? Mature Scenes Mature Themes Occasional course language Please read at own risk and discretion. Started: January 2020 Finished: June 2020 Currently: Editing.

COMPLETED ✔ "Damn she's thick." We both hear. I move to step over towards him. Eureka holds my arm drawing my attention back on her. She gets on her tippy toes. I brace forwards to cut the gap between us. Eureka holds around my neck putting her face to my ear. That's when I hear her whisper. "There's no need for you to get upset. He can only look, and not touch because I'm yours." I stiffen in my jeans. Getting aroused from her boldness. But I take it one step further. Gripping her neck. Detka holds my arm tighter. Lighty moans where only I can hear. I stand up straighter holding her against me by her neck. Looking at the cashier who is still watching her. I cough getting his attention. "Uhmm. Thank you but our groceries won't ring up themselves." He looks at me now. I smirk at him, taking Eureka's hand. "Also it's not nice to stare at what isn't yours." Eureka squeezes my hand. "Behave." She mutters. I ignore her and finish unpacking what's left. What folks are commenting "I love the story it's different from other stories I read. It'a so refreshing just seeing two people fall in love without all the drama. I love how they communicate with each other and how they plan to be with each other forever." ~ @melanin_poppin7 "I have loved this story from the start. Their journey has been exciting in that its been between two folks just living an everyday we can relate to but still so attention keeping." ~ @787ralexis "This chapter was on fire 🔥!! Kira is everything!!" ~ @TrinkyWiggy "I swear I've read this book 5 times already but it's an experience of love and respect I love it sooo muchhhhhh" ~ @zozoDabanana Cover made by Chrissy_too_nice22 Highest rankings #1 goodbook #1 architecture #5 thick #5 curvy #6 white #7 interracial #10 romance

I smile willing myself to hold the tears. "I really loved you too." I say meeting his watery eyes. "Viv." "No,I'm sorry. You had the chance. And you didn't take it." I shrug my shoulders. "You'll always have apart of me no matter what. Its just that I've moved on. I've changed Jake. And so has my heart.'' "Vivian what are you saying?'' "I'm saying Goodbye, Jake. For good this time." I stand on my tippy toes and kiss his cheek lightly. I smile again, letting the tears drop to the ground. Smashing them as he did my heart. "Forever." ××××××××××××××××××××× Vivian has changed. Yes, she's still in love with another race. But now she has a responsibility, Kids. And just when things are getting better for her. The biggest thing happens: Her siblings are threatened to be taken from her. *Her love begins to waver. *Her man becomes someone else's. *And oh to top it off she's getting married. But the question that remains is; Will she give in to the fight?