𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

"I hate how much I need you, Niyah..." From just enemies, to enemies with benefits, to lovers. I hate how much I want him. But I can't escape him. Why? Because we're lawfully locked. An office romance between rival lawyers who try to fight the tension between them until they finally give in. "You say you hate me but you fuck me the same day." *a lot of smut included!*

Tommie Abrams is a 23 year old single mother of a hyper , adorable little boy whose father died on his way to see his son born. Brendan Dickerson is a 26 year old billionaire and CEO with a chain of hotels . Tommie and Brendan see each other again for a long time at her parent's coffee shop , which her family owns in a San Francisco. " Why do you keep staring at me ?" " You're beautiful ." "No , I'm not." I walked up to Tommie standing in front of me. I saw her chest rising rather quickly. She backed up until she hit my desk. I grabbed her thighs and kissed her softly. We didn't hear the door open when a little voice said , " Mommy !" There are many surprises that she is not ready for but are you ??

(This book does NOT include any scene involving it, but the word(s) r*pe/r*pist are mentioned more than once. If you cannot handle this, please do not read this story.) A lawyer down on his luck finally meets his beautiful neighbor who somehow knows the right things to say. Or maybe the wrong things... Either way, with her help and maybe even society's he makes the next steps towards bettering his life and others'. There's just the question of how far he'll go to ensure peace for himself and for the community. (18+ Warning: story contains smut scenes, physical violence, mentions but does not include sexual violence, and intense language)

I don't do one night stands. I don't wake up in strangers' beds. I don't creep out of mansions at nine in the morning with my heels in my hand. And I definitely don't lose entire nights to alcohol and end up naked next to a man whose name I don't know. Except I did. All of it. **** "Do you have a boyfriend. A fiancé. A husband." "No." "Good." Just that. Good. Like it was information he'd needed and now had. **** Syrus King is dangerous, possessive, and used to getting exactly what he wants. I was supposed to be a mistake. A blackout. A bad decision. A name I'd never have to say out loud. But he found me. And he already knew things about me I'd never told anyone. **** ⚠️ Mature themes: violence, dark content. No explicit sexual content.

"Stop apologising." So I did. Then I apologised for stopping. I'm the girl who eats lunch alone and tells herself she chose it. A girl who's never been kissed, who hides behind books and oversized jumpers and a smile that says please don't look at me. Malakai Vashko looks at me anyway. Six foot seven, Russian, with knuckles that never heal and eyes the colour of something cold and far away. He fights men twice his size for money and walks out of rooms without explaining himself to anyone, and his enemies have learned not to come for him. They come for the people standing next to him instead. He told me he didn't need a friend, and to stop looking at him like he might be one. I should have listened. But I'd already caught him trying to buy flowers for someone who couldn't receive them anymore, and something in me understood him before my brain caught up. He hides with silence and fists. I hide with silence and books. I didn't fix him and he didn't save me, but the night I grabbed an underground boxer by the hoodie outside a corner shop and told him to stop, something started that neither of us knew how to end. "I don't do this," he told me. "I don't let people in." He still doesn't smile. But he stayed. ------------------ ⚠️ Mature themes: violence, dark content. No explicit sexual content.

Mercedes has spent her whole life surviving. An abusive mother, a father she lost too soon, and a world that never quite had a place for her. University was supposed to be the fresh start. The clean slate. Then Jason carried her out of a classroom and everything changed. He is calm where she is braced for impact. Steady where she has only ever known chaos. And the crescent mark on her forearm that pulses warm when he is close is telling her something she is not ready to hear. Because Jason is not just a boy who noticed her bleeding. He is an alpha heir with a pack, a father who would rather she didn't exist, and a bond so old and so unbreakable that the witches who want to use it have been waiting years for their moment. Mercedes didn't ask for a mate. She didn't ask for magic or blood debts or creatures in car parks or any of the things that have followed her since the night Jason bit her and called it love. But she has survived everything else. She is not stopping now.

After the disturbing secret Ainsley discovers laying beneath Fae, she is forced to navigate a new political sphere that is unlike anything she was ever taught. On opposing ends of Divinia once more, Ainsley and Dorian must tackle the looming threats within their nations and the increasingly likely Faerie-Vampire war as they reunite. With the empress ill and the north growing cold, Ainsley sets out on yet another journey to prevent her empire from tearing itself from within as the feelings between her and her mortal enemy grow infinitely more confusing.

In the Realm of Divinia, there are two kingdoms- that of the faeries, the Sallow Kingdom, and that of the vampires- the Nightingale Dominion. Faeries and vampires have been at war since the beginning of time, and hostility continues to run rampant between the two nations. When Dorian Nightingale, the vampire crown prince, is accused of killing a member of the Sallow royal family, war is imminent. He's forced to accept the help of his mortal enemy, faerie heiress Ainsley Sallow, to prove his innocence and prevent the total damnation of both their worlds.

꧁༺ ⚠︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⚠︎༻꧂ this story contains: ♡ explicit sex scenes ♡ age gap relationship (17 years apart) ♡ daddy title kink ♡ vulgar language ♡ mafia & organized crime ♡ premonitions + spirituality read responsibly, babes ♡ ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ Damianos doesn't do love. He barely does attachment. Successful, disciplined, and carved from the darker parts of the world he runs, romance isn't even a blip on his radar... until he crosses paths with a girl who shouldn't matter. Azuri - green‑amber eyes, soft voice, and a life she's finally getting together - isn't looking for trouble. But trouble arrives anyway, wrapped in a tailored suit and answering to the name of her best friend's uncle. He's older. He's dangerous. He's everything she should avoid. And yet... she wants him. Badly. In ways she can't explain and shouldn't admit. He wasn't supposed to notice her. She wasn't supposed to want him. But some connections don't ask permission - they just pull. And once they collide, neither of them walks away untouched.