❝You can go fuck yourself, 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭.❞ The young man scoffs, a bitter laugh trailing from his lips as he lazily eyes her barely clothed figure, his cold eyes only showing an ounce of interest, a miniscule speck of desire. ❝Now why would I do that when I have 𝐲𝐨𝐮 here?❞ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ What happens when the hot, rich, and very complicated All-Star football player cross paths with a dancer who makes him question it all? 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝟎𝟒/𝟏𝟓/𝟐𝟓

'Fuck you,' I breathed, pulling away from the kiss, searching his eyes. He was enjoying it. 'If you keep saying that, maybe you will someday,' he teased, his fingers going into the waistband. Feeling his smooth, long fingers on the skin of my pussy sent shockwaves through my body. He was staring at me, watching my every reaction, and I dared not to look away. I won't give him the satisfaction that I'm enjoying this. 'Feisty, huh?' he taunted, before his fingers slipped to my folds. I could feel my wetness coating his fingers, and I hated myself for getting so wet because of him. ──── ୨୧ ──── Four years ago, he shattered her dignity with a joke at a pool party Not just anyone - her brother's best friend. At fifteen, heartbroken and humiliated by Nolan Delacroix, Liselle left for Spain on a scholarship. Now nineteen, she's older, colder, and has no interest in making peace, especially not with him. She was supposed to spend her last summer in Spain, soaking in the sun with friends. But thanks to her mum's honeymoon plans, she's forced to return home -well to Nolan's home. Living under their roof she's determined to ignore him. Until his swim partner gets injured. Until he begs her to help train for the biggest swimming competition in Spain. She says no then she says yes. Hate turns out to be a really good motivator. So does lust. They agree to keep it physical, a distraction for the summer. Just skin to skin. But the water isn't the only thing heating up. Tension rises, so do the feelings she thought she buried. She swears she hates him, and he swears he hates her, then why can't they keep their hands off each other? Now, Liselle is torn between the country that freed her and the boy who ignites everything. She must decide: Will she dive into the past or swim toward the future? 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄: ❥mature/sexual themes/smut ❥alcohol references ❥language Started- July 19th, Finished- July 31st

Her parents divorce was a messy, loud thing but she was too little to really get it. All she knew was her world got sliced in half. Mom took her, Dad took her brothers. Life became two separate tracks her mom's house on one side, her dad's on the other, with an invisible wall keeping them apart. For twelve years, she made it work. Her mom's place was cozy enough, with a stepdad who did his best, even if it wasn't always perfect. Her brothers faded into blurry memories, just faces from old photos. She got used to the split, the two different worlds. Then an accident flipped everything upside down. Her mom was gone, her stepdad was stuck in a hospital bed, and suddenly, she had to pack up and move in with her dad. But it wasn't the dad she remembered. He'd remarried, and his house was a whirlwind of four step siblings and her brothers, who weren't kids anymore. She wasn't that same little girl either. She figured it'd be about adjusting to a crowded house, maybe learning to get along with new people. But it turned out to be so much more unanswered questions, secrets everyone seemed to dodge, and the messy, confusing journey of figuring out who she was and who she wanted to be.

Brooke Amoretti hides her problems behind a snarky smile and sarcastic comments. She doesn't have the luxuries of most 16 year olds; who would when they live with an abusive stepfather? No one knows about her issues and she'd like to keep it that way. Her problems are her problems and no one else's. Even when she has to live with overprotective brothers, she tucks away her feelings and hides behind the walls she knows so well. However, her brothers won't stand for this and take a battering ram to her heart. Can she let them in? Or will she push them away like everyone else? Rated mature for: TW: self-harm, abuse, rape

I never planned on falling for either of them. Jaxon's a walking red flag with tattoos, fists that fly, and a mouth that wrecks me. Soren is Prince Charming, hiding a predator's hunger behind that polished smile. I should run. But when they touch me-together-my body forgets the rules. There's just one problem. Someone else wants me, too. And he doesn't care who he has to hurt to make me his. ~~~ Mariana Bennett came to Northmoor University to stay out of the spotlight, not fall for two of the campus's most dangerous hockey stars. Jaxon Sinclair plays center with the same intensity he lives: reckless, explosive, and impossible to ignore. Soren Kingsley, his right winger and complete opposite, is calm, calculated, and terrifyingly observant. Together, they dominate the ice... and now they've set their sights on her. Caught between their simmering tension and a past she's still running from, Mariana starts to feel something she thought she'd lost forever: desire. But someone's watching, leaving messages, and stealing pieces of her life. And he's not a fan of sharing. UNDONE is a standalone slow-burn, MMF poly hockey romance where obsession runs deep, love comes in pairs, and the biggest threat might not be on the ice.

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝-𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭: "𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞. 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠." 𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧. 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. Most Impressive Rankings: #1 in wlw

Alice Beaumont was an ordinary girl with an unremarkable life-until tragedy struck. Caught in a sudden explosion, her life was snuffed out in an instant. But death was not the end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself reborn as Charlotte Everthorne-the infamous villainess of the very novel she once read. The cruel, cold-hearted princess of the Eldoria Kingdom, fated to meet her demise at the hands of the male lead. Armed with the painful knowledge of her inevitable death, Charlotte refuses to accept the fate written for her. With every calculated step, sweet smile, and carefully chosen word, she is determined to rewrite her destiny. But changing the story is not as easy as it seems-especially when the people around her expect the same wicked villainess they've always known. With danger lurking at every corner and the story's plot threatening to trap her, Charlotte will do everything just to not die-even if it means playing the villainess in a different way. Because this time, she won't let fate decide her ending.

Picture this: I suddenly find myself in a medieval fantasy world, like the ones I used to gobble up in books. But here's the comical conundrum: I've got no clue which exact story realm I've landed in. Well, you see, I have a habit of ditching books faster than a rabbit on roller skates if they don't captivate me. So now, I'm stuck navigating this new world armed with nothing but recycled plotlines, overused clichés, and predictable story arcs. It's like I'm playing a game with rules as simple as connecting the dots, but with my luck, it'll probably end up being more like connecting the dots during an earthquake! Who knows what kind of hilariously bizarre situations I'll find myself in? Original Story.

Camille is a student at Venezia Academy who loves to read books, particularly novels. She is, nevertheless, a target of the school bullies. She fell down the building, and the catastrophe altered her life permanently. She awoke as the main villainess of the novel! Will she be able to make it through while keeping her mental state stable as she immersed in a completely fictitious world? Highest Ranking: #1 in royalblood #1 in noblelady

Being the daughter of the infamous Villainess isn't as hard as it seems-especially when your mother is the epitome of grace, elegance, and an unshakable coldness. "Father! Mom! Let's all sleep together!" Like any child, I tried to mend the cracks between my parents for a happy ending. However, life doesn't go as expected. _________________________ Leaning against the cold stone of a pillar, I can't bring myself to meet Theo's piercing gaze. "Irene," he whispered, his grip tightening on my shoulders, his voice yearning. Maybe, he was drunk. "Don't you dare think to leave me." ________________________________