She was born to serve. He was born to rule. One glance was all it took to ruin them both. Maya has spent her entire life learning how to disappear. As a palace maid in the Emperor's obsidian halls, her survival depends on being invisible - silent, obedient, and utterly forgettable. She cleans the floors of the throne room, avoids the shadows of the guards, and never, ever , looks up at the man who sits on the burning throne. Until the night she does. Emperor Kaelen is young, merciless, and impossibly beautiful - a golden god carved from ice and fire. The empire whispers that he has no heart. That he collects obedience the way other men collect crowns. That no one has ever held his gaze and lived to tell of it. But when Maya's eyes meet his across the throne room, the world stops. He sees her. Really sees her. And a man who has spent his life owning everything suddenly discovers the one thing he cannot have - a palace maid with fire in her blood and defiance in her bones, who refuses to kneel for anyone. The Emperor does not ask. He commands. He claims. He consumes. But Maya is not a possession. And the throne room that once felt like a cage is about to become a battlefield - where obsession meets resistance, where power meets desire, and where one forbidden glance ignites an empire.

18++ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃. which was one word to describe them. "do you want to know what I'm about to do to you right now? i'm going to fuck you until these sheets are soaked in your tears and cum," her breath hitched as he kissed up the middle of her chest and neck. "i'm going to spell 'mine' with my dick inside you," amira whined, squirming her legs around his torso, feeling him rub against her slit. "i'm going to spell it with my tongue inside you, with my lips all over this mind-fuck body. i want you; amira decker, to know that you are going to be mine. whether you continue to fight it or not," he reached her ear, kissing her warm skin. "you are my future. you are the fucking mother of my future kids, you're the reason my dick wakes up in the morning. it's because i'm always thinking of you and sometimes i just can't help it," he kissed down her neck. "mine," he reached her breasts, using his tongue to spell the word with painfully slow licks. the teasing alone made her soak the bed more. "mine," he kissed down her heavy-breathing belly. spreading her legs apart, he used his thumbs to unfurl her lower lips. "mine," he said lastly, drawing a coat of saliva from his mouth and onto her pussy. amira gasped breathlessly as she felt the wetness melt between her clit. grabbing her thighs, his cold chain bracelets made her flinch. he ducked between her legs, the chain around his neck sliding across her slit making her twitch. "i want to destroy you tonight, cherish you later. but I'm still hungry, so first, i'm going to eat again," he muttered and dove straight into her sensitive spot, knowing exactly where it was like the first. his tongue slid, sucked, flicked, licked, and kissed creatively over and over her sensitive spasming clit. one lick and her entire body shook as she gasped in bliss pleasure. she cried, nearly tearing up the sheets above her head. ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐱𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

"Take me home," I tell him. "You are home my sweet love." "I'm not your love. I don't know you. Take me home." "I am afraid that I will be unable to do that Layla, this is your home now." he says, his voice flat. . . . . . Layla Monroe is focused on trying to secure her spot in the New York Philharmonic Orchestra when she starts receiving gifts from a secret admirer. She welcomes it, being both lonely and flattered. But one late night, she finds out her secret admirer's gifts come with a price. This is my first ever story! Sorry if there are grammar and format mistakes but I hope you enjoy!

Seven brothers. Wildly Different. All in love with the same woman. Mikayla Moore has no idea what she's in for when she meets the oldest of seven. She is taken by his subtle charm and good looks, but he's only the beginning. As she meets each one after the other will it become too much and overwhelming? Will she be able to handle the truth behind who they are and the feelings she's unable to explain whenever she's near them? Or will Mikayla turn away from what Fate has written? The true question remains: will they even let her walk away? Book 2 in the Paranormal Series ***Check out the first book: Freaks & Geek before reading this and read the next book in the series Circle of Three***

𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗘𝗗𝗚𝗘 ❆ "Move, Carlisle." I kept my chin lifted, refusing to look away from the center of the ice. He didn't budge. Instead, a massive, bruised hand slammed flat against the cold glass beside my head, caging me in. The freezing air of the empty 2:00 AM arena suddenly felt suffocating. "You smile at everyone else like they hung the moon, Nadia," he murmured, his voice a low, vicious scrape. "But you look at me like I'm dirt." He leaned in, his chest brushing mine, his mouth stopping a breath away from my jaw. He left a smear of blood from his split lip on my pristine collar. "Keep looking at me like that," he whispered. "See what it makes me do." ⛸️ 𝑵𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 has one rule: absolute perfection. If she loses her figure skating scholarship, she loses everything. She doesn't have time for distractions, and she certainly doesn't have time for the suspended, feral enforcer of the university's hockey team who steals her late-night ice time. 𝑽𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒆 is the university's star but brutal hockey player. Comes from old-money roots, built for violence, and entirely unhinged. He's used to people either bowing to his wealth or cowering from his temper. But Nadia? She just rolls her eyes and tells him to get out of her way. That was her first mistake. Now, Vaughn isn't just taking up her rink. He's watching her. Stalking her. Discovering the secret, raw passions she hides from the world. And he's decided that her flawless, untouchable world is exactly what he wants to shatter, and he won't stop until every broken piece belongs to him.

There are eyes that watch, and there are eyes that see. He doesn't speak much, but I can feel him in every shadow and in every room. They say the marriage is what's best for the family and for the legacy. But what happens when you're promised to someone who doesn't know the difference between love and obsession?

"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐚𝐦?" "𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." ... Antoinette Santil has spent the past nineteen years of her life concealed from the reality of the real world. Her day-to-day routine consisted of ballet practice, bookstore, and gardening. Even though the ballerina was aware of her monotonous lifestyle, she never had the urge to divulge the actuality of her life, That is, until she got wrapped up into Micheal Benedict's hurricane. His past three years were spent inside the New York federal prison and after being released the only thing Micheal Benedict wanted was to be alone. That was until he encountered the same doe-eyed girl that his entire family has forbidden him from even speaking to his entire life. Despite them being polar opposites and prohibited from being around each other, the two find themselves extremely intrigued by one another. But it doesn't take them long to find out exactly why their families didn't want them engaging with each other... But without rain, there's no flowers.

Alexandrea Noles is the daughter of a rich family residing in London. Despite her family pressuring her to settle down and marry, her stubborn and persistence of wanting to travel and studying Thailand elephants gets in the way. As a result, her father makes a deal with her to explore and study what she wants for thirty days. But along with her business partner, Hansel who is a professional zoologist and writer, she is forced to take two suspicious and brutish bodyguards that her father hired on the trip. A storm unleashes and the group are soon shipwrecked. Alexandrea is unfairly separated, and during her journey to find food, she runs into a wild man. A mysterious wild man who doesn't speak Thai and takes keen interest in her. How will she ever cope? ~ The original short story was written in 2021 and is still available to purchase on my Ko-Fi page (link in profile bio). However, I've decided to rewrite the story because I felt like I could've told it much better. Sit back, relax, and enjoy :)!

He was never mine to begin with.

(THIS IS A BWWM) Wyatt Buckley, a rugged cowboy from rural Texas who's been rodeoing his whole life. After a nasty fall from a bull, Wyatt finds himself in the local hospital, where he meets Milia Zorell, a beautiful and kind-hearted ICU nurse. Milia is trapped in an abusive relationship back home, and Wyatt can sense her pain and fear. As they spend more time together, Wyatt finds himself drawn to Milia's strength and resilience, and he begins to fall for her. Wyatt must confront his own demons and fears to help Milia escape her toxic relationship and start a new life. Along the way, he discovers that love can be the greatest healing power.