❝Book 1 of the 𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 series "We shouldn't," she moaned as I effortlessly separated her legs with my knee. "What about-" Her words died in her throat as I pressed my thumb against her swollen clit, tracing lazy circles. "I'm sick of ignoring my desires, Care. I don't want to die with regrets." I sank to my knees. "And not fucking you would be one of my biggest regrets." I dragged my hand from her needy clit, forcing two fingers inside of her, knuckle deep, while my mouth captured her clit. 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 They say life is always unkind to the most deserving. Just ask 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐲. She was doomed before she ever had a chance. Born into extreme poverty with drug addicted parents, she escaped to New York City in hopes for a better life. Instead, she works a deadend job at a seedy club, where ruination lurks around every corner. But The Regency's Old Hollywood ball changed her life forever. That was when he found her, and everything finally fell into place. 𝐍𝐢𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐬𝐞𝐧 seemed like he would be every woman's dream man. One of three sons from the highly respected Madsen family, and billionaire CEO of Madsen International, he basked in his bachelor lifestyle. Until his family forced him into an arranged marriage that intensified his disdain for high society. But, a girl in a martini glass changed everything. He had to know her. He had to have her. He just didn't know how yet. 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 graphics by @typinchapters #1 in aesthetic [5.13.26] #1 in stranger to lovers [9.30.25] #3 in Secret Relationship [10.1.24] #10 in New York City [1.4.25]

❝ It's just that he know what I want. ❞ ©𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑.

Malcom Jackson: powerful, charismatic and the owner of PrimeScope Media - a top tier news and sports agency. When Scripture Clarke is hired as a summer intern to gain experience in her dream career in sports management, she's mentally prepared for the long hours, challenging projects, and a chance to prove herself. Yet, she doesn't expect Malcom to contain such a magnetic presence. Late night office hours, business trips, and professional dinners begin to blur the line between mentorship and something far more dangerous. Building a chemistry with tension neither can ignore, yet both are determined to deny. How long can they resist what's building between them?

"Long as I live, you will be my first love." Sage & Justice were college sweethearts, all throughout school they knew and everybody else knew that they were bound to be together forever. They're love for each other ran deep, making it hard for them to let go. But after a drunken night out and mishap that led to the end of a beautiful relationship, Sage 10 years later tries to win her man back. Will she be 10 years too late or will she get her first love back? (PENDING UPDATES MID MAY ) cover by :gracaxcix

Milan Parker has one golden rule for running her top-tier Atlanta branding agency: never get emotionally attached to a project. But when a nonprofit hires her to preserve the legacy of the historic, Black-owned Ranch, she faces a challenge unlike any other. She's tasked with spending three months on the land to rebrand the business and shoot a documentary on Black cowboy history. She expects endless hours behind a camera; she doesn't expect Jelani East. Jelani is a fourth-generation cowboy fiercely protective of his family's century-old land and traditions. Skeptical of a city media consultant trying to "commercialize" his heritage, he lays down one strict condition: before Milan can film a single frame, she has to live the life first. No cameras. No interviews. Just raw ranch work. Suddenly, Milan is trading her city routine for sunrise stalls, mending fences, and community cookouts. As she earns the ranch's trust-and finds herself falling for the stubborn cowboy holding the reins-Milan realizes that some legacies aren't just meant to be documented. They're meant to be lived.

Love that was supposed to be forbidden , boundaries crossed that wasn't supposed to . How do you fall in love on DEATH ROW ?

In which Lando Norris, a world-famous Formula 1 driver used to endless attention, finally catches the gaze of Jasmine Ayan, a woman who has always been drawn to a certain type. She's currently in a relationship with someone who fits that mold but treats her poorly. What started as quiet admiration from afar ignites into something undeniable the moment they meet, forcing both of them to confront desire, heartbreak, and the risk of pursuing something or someone truly worth taking.

Darby Tate has spent years proving herself in a cutthroat industry. Smart, driven, and loyal, she thought her biggest challenge at RH Enterprises would be surviving her sharp-tongued director and endless late nights on the marketing floor. But one chance encounter with the company's elusive CEO changes everything. Alec Ralph is powerful, calculating, and untouchably British-running his empire with an iron grip. Cold. Commanding. Always in control. Until Darby. From the moment their eyes meet, tension simmers between them-dangerous, forbidden, impossible to ignore. He's her boss. A man who could destroy her career with a single word. Yet every time she tries to run, Alec is there. Demanding. Possessive. Unrelenting. When a corporate trip traps them alone in a snowbound lodge, months of restraint ignite into two days of fire neither can deny. But passion has consequences, and Alec isn't a man who plays fair. He's ruthless enough to bend companies-and people-to his will. Now Darby must decide: walk away from everything she's built... or surrender to the man who refuses to let her go.

TW: MANIPULATION, GASLIGHTING, EMOTIONAL ABUSE, MANIPULATION THROUGH RELIGION Eden never believed in saints, but Father Callum Devereaux makes sin look holy. Fresh off a breakdown and back in her childhood home, she only wants quiet. Instead, she attracts the full attention of the parish's dangerously captivating new priest who seems far more interested in Eden than in saving souls. The collar says he's forbidden. The look in his eyes says she's already his.

He scoffed, " Ion even be wanting to argue wit you, you just like starting shit." I scrunched up my nose, " Me? Half of the time you're the one starting stuff. It's always you, Miguel." He says nothing, only looking at me as if I had six heads. Sighing Frustratingly, I throw my hands up. " You know what? Forget it." I said, chuckling bitterly. I grab Eudora's jacket from the chair, but he grabbed my wrist. I narrowed my eyes at him. " Let go," I demanded. He shook his head, standing up to his full height. " No, you not goin anywhere." He says in a low voice. " Why? I'm trying to have a conversation with you but it's clear that I'm taking up your time, so I'm done. The only reason I wanted to talk was for the sake of the kids, but you know what? You can go to hell. I can't even believe I agreed to this damn play date anyway, Now let me go." I snapped, pulling at my wrist again. " We not done until I say we are," Miguel said calmly, keeping a firm grip on my wrist. Before I could control myself, My hand reached up and slapped him across the face, the noise echoing off the walls. " Fuck you," I spat. _____________________________________ Previously known as " Take a shot for me" Written in 2022.