A short Christmas Romance : : : I was enthralled with the crimson frosting, green glitter, and sprinkles as soon as I opened wrapper of my donut. All my concern appeared to dissipate as I nibbled into the delectable pastry, that was, until Darius said. "Can you not moan? It stiffens my cock." I hurled, disgusted by how vile she can be. She was extremely stunning and attractive, but her conduct was not. "Couldn't you not tell me about your little peanut." "Baby, this will put you in a wheelchair," she chuckled, her tone dripping with confident.

~ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐑𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫.~ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬." "𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝." "𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐨?" "𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝."

She's used to measuring beams and calculating loads. She's used to measuring consequences and maintaining control. When Imani, a skilled construction worker, crosses paths with Evelyn, the brilliant and determined daughter of a powerful CEO, sparks fly where they least expect it. In a world of deadlines, steel, and dust, the lines between professionalism and desire blur. Every glance, every accidental touch, threatens to tip the carefully built boundaries they've set for themselves. But the more they resist, the closer they fall-to each other, to temptation, and to a future neither can predict. Foundations are tested. Hearts are at stake. And some structures, like love can't be rushed.

Yvette is a woman who knows exactly what she wants in life. To write another Best Selling Author book, be a trophy wife to her senatorial husband, and have her own fun with whoever she wants to do it with. But when a new neighbor comes along disturbing the neighborhood, it forces an introduction that sparks a story that even Yvette can't seem to grasp.

Charlotte wasn't expecting anything life-changing the night she met Florky-a confident, inked, and charming woman with a voice that made her world slow down. What started with a simple introduction quickly blossoms into something honest, tender, and real. No games. No twists. Just two women falling into the kind of love that feels easy, natural, and right. This is a soft romance, told from the heart. ( Warning this is not for underage people, oh and don't read it if you're going to be a homophobic loser bye)

Forced to leave her city life after the death of her aunt, Soleïl is brought to the beautiful state of Montana and introduced to a new life she's not used to and a woman who immediately turns her world completely upside down.

Veronika Koroleva Petrovna-Moscow's untouchable queen. The wealthiest, most powerful woman in Russia. A name that drips with arrogance, feared as much as it is revered. With a single glance, she ensnares. A presence so sharp it cuts. To her, people are nothing but pawns-disposable, forgettable, irrelevant. Trust is a currency too expensive to waste. Loneliness is not a curse; it is a necessity. No parents, no attachments, no weaknesses. Begging? Pleading? Nyet. That is beneath her. Luciana "La Reina" Monteserra-Madrid's deadliest shadow. A queen of ruin and carnage, cloaked in elegance. Cold. Calculating. Lacking even the pretense of empathy. She does not ask. She takes. What she touches, she owns. What she claims, she keeps. No one defies her. No one escapes her grasp. But Veronika? Veronika was the exception. The one thing she could never own.

A small Christmas romance for this festive season. : : : A Billionaire (Logan) engaged to her new love, ventures home for Christmas to make things right with her first love (Olly). What could possibly go wrong "What?" I asked, a soft laugh escaping me. "Nothing," she said, her lips curving into a secret smile. "I just need to photograph you like this." "Why?" I asked, curious. "Because I can't help myself, Olly," she whispered, her gaze fixed on me, a quiet intensity in her words. She leaned in, her fingers cold but gentle against my skin, a sensation I wouldn't mind staying with me, gradually warming with each passing second. Her lips parted softly, and I didn't move, allowing her to close the distance between us. The kiss was tender, almost tentative, but it sent a shock through me, a spark that set my heart on fire. My hands instinctively found their way around her, fingers brushing through the dark strands of her hair, which spilled out from beneath her coat. She tilted her head, and a few strands of hair brushed my face, tickling my brow and forehead. Her kiss grew...

"You need to leave Reese" I said realizing that James and the rest are probably not too far away from us and they can be here at any minute. "I'm gonna kill him first-" I cut her off and shook my head "I called for backup" She clenched her jaw and punched the wall behind me, making me flinch "fuck you" --- This story will include: (warnings) -detailed sexual content -family/relationship issues -violence (killing, fighting etc.) -sexual assault/mention on rape -use of weapons (knifes, guns etc.) -a lot of crimes lol

Jasmine is a writer with a passion and love of art like her mother before her. During a night from procrastination and sneaking into a museum, she encounters a charming woman, Carter, who is filled with romantic gestures, kind words, and makes Jasmine feel like she's on cloud nine whenever she's around her. But even the sweetest of people, have their hidden secrets and will the secrets that Carter hides, scare off Jasmine or entice her more? It only takes one night to change everything. ~🌹~ "They show more respect when you are of family. You being my girlfriend simply makes you a target of hate." She caresses my face. "But as my wife, you are admired." I quickly press the button to retrieve the elevator and when it opens I pull her in and take her lips aggressively pressing her against the wall. "Mm baby." "You have a way with words you know that."