𝐀𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐚 I'd sworn off of love and men after the fiasco that was my last relationship. Until I spent one steamy and passionate night with a dark haired stranger. A man that I thought I'd never see again. Until I found out that he was my new boss. I absolutely could not get involved with Neil - I'd had enough drama to last me a lifetime. But it wasn't long before the lines drawn between us became blurred. I just hoped that this time, my heart would make it out in one piece. 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐥 Taking over my father's company as CEO all of a sudden was the last thing I ever wanted. That is, until I saw her. The woman I'd spent one night with. The very woman I hadn't stopped thinking about since. And she just so happened to be my employee. Which meant that she was off limits. I was supposed to stay away. But I couldn't help myself from falling for her. Now, the only challenge was convincing Aaliya whether whatever this was between us was worth pursuing or not. [Book 1 in the Dellite Inc duet] *Intended for mature audiences aged 18+

"That's strange," I said thoughtfully. His brow lifted. "What is?" "I always imagined that if fiction ever stepped out of a book, it'd smell like paper. Or ink. Or something like that." I studied him with exaggerated disappointment. "But you smell human. I feel misled." His lips curved - slow, deliberate. Dangerous. "Oh, love," he murmured. "I may not smell like ink..." His steps slowed. "But I assure you," he continued, leaning closer - not enough to touch, just enough to make my pulse stutter - "I taste like it." Heat rushed to my cheeks, the blush spreading like wildfire as I stared at him, utterly shocked. "If you doubt me," he said softly, eyes dropping to my mouth, "there's a very simple way to confirm." Content Warning This story contains themes and scenes that may be disturbing to some readers, including sexual content, violence and abuse, self-harm, grief and loss, PTSD and trauma, and graphic descriptions of murder and gore. The narrative is raw, unflinching, and meant to challenge and provoke. Please read with awareness. And of course... there's ✨ magic ✨ too. STARTED WRITING: MAY 24, 2024 FINISHED WRITING: OCTOBER 12, 2024

Needs to be heavily edited lmao (first wrote when I was like 15) Now, I'm alone with the beast . He stares into my soul causing me to gulp. "You're going to do something for me." He rounds his desk, coming to a stop in front of me. His body towering over my seated self. I look forward facing his crotch, the bulge in his pants making itself known. I make eye contact with him, an evil smirk, he says one word, "suck." .... Grayson Black is the definition of playboy. Unfortunately when owning a large and successful company, image matters especially when your only 27, so he decided to 'commit' himself to a relationship to prove that he's changed his ways. Except the woman he 'commits' himself to is his assistant. When feelings begin to grow on one end and there's a secret surprise on the way, what happens? #15 in romance #1 in employee #2 CEO #1 baby #1 fake love #1 in love life

Synopsis: In her past life, Evelyn Ravenshire lived only for one man-Adrian Sterling. She ruined herself trying to force his love. In the end, he destroyed her. This time, she chooses herself. With a new life, a dream to become a top chef, and a vow to never chase Adrian again, she walks away. But what happens when Adrian starts chasing her? He doesn't understand why, but seeing her with another man makes him furious. He doesn't want to love her, yet he can't stop thinking about her. He tells himself it's just possession, obsession... but is it? And when he finally realizes what she means to him, will Evelyn let him in, or will she run forever? A story of redemption, second chances, and an obsession that turns into an unbreakable love. (Heya my lovely readers I hope you all are doing well so I have posted my new story I am very much excited about how this story will go. Love you all enjoy reading. Have fun. 🫰💜 Happy reading.)

Wahida Dalva never planned to fall in love with him. It happened quietly, for her love was not a shelter but a demolition. It stripped her bare, humiliated her, and left her exiled from the guarded life she'd curated for her. But ruin has a way of shifting the ground beneath you, of rewriting the rules you thought were permanent. Out of that chaos stepped a man who should never have noticed her. Older, colder, untouchable, he existed in a space of quiet power, a man who seemed impossible to claim. And yet, when he reached for her, when he touched her, the world seemed to ignite and burn clean, leaving only the stark, undeniable clarity of what she had always needed. He taught her that love doesn't have to be pure to be real. That safety doesn't always come from good men. That sometimes, the only thing left to do with what's broken is to set it on fire and start again. For All That Burns is a dark, intricate romance about survival, devotion, and the extraordinary danger of being chosen by someone you were never meant to have, a story where ruin and desire coexist in a single, combustible flame.

"A innocent young girl, untouched by the cruel world, lives a simple life in a small town. Everything changes when a dangerous mafia boss moves into her neighborhood. His powerful presence darkens her doorstep, and soon she finds herself entangled in his dangerous world, becoming his forbidden obsession. She was the sunlight that pierced through the cracks of his dark, violent world-a pure, innocent girl who knew nothing of his bloody reign. Her laughter was a melody he had never heard before, her smile a sight he couldn't turn away from. She was everything he never knew he craved. Yet, he was her darkest nightmare personified - a criminal mastermind with a heart colder than the graves he'd filled. His dangerous allure drew her in like a moth to a flame, while his violent reputation whispered fears into her vulnerable soul. Their worlds should have never met until..."

Freya grew up as the stain of the dukedom-an unwanted child born from a mistress, ignored by the duchess, despised by servants, and punished for simply existing. Yet she learned to survive with a sharp mind and a quiet, unyielding will. At seven years old, her life changed the moment the First Prince, Sirion, arrived. He was supposed to be her fiancé. He was supposed to be her future. Instead, he became her first betrayal. Humiliated, punished, and cast into darkness because of him, Freya swore one thing: She would never bow her head to the prince again. Years later, when Freya reappears in society-beautiful, unreadable, and no longer the frightened child he remembers-Prince Sirion feels something he never expected- But Freya? She only smiles. "You taught me what cruelty is, Your Highness. Allow me to return the favor.", she thought. A story of revenge, power, and the dangerous dance between love and hatred.

They said the Mordéchai estate was impenetrable. Untouchable. Bound by blood and power. But inside its marble halls, something darker stirs- Secrets traded like currency. Love, forbidden. And death, disguised as loyalty. Cora was handpicked to marry into the most dangerous family in the country. Beautiful. Obedient. Unaware that her body had been chosen-bred to carry the next Mordéchai heir. She was meant to fall in line. To bow to her husband, a predator by birthright, a control freak by necessity. To be silent. Submissive. A perfect vessel. But instead? She became their executioner. Trapped in a gilded estate. Manipulated by a cruel husband. Surrounded by enemies dressed as kin. Cora learned the rules of survival, quickly, brutally. And when her twin children are born into captivity, she makes a choice that will shatter the Mordéchai empire from the inside out... One mother. One rebellion. And a bloodline too drunk on control to see its extinction coming.

♤♤ MATURE CONTENT warning ♤♤ • • • He's charming. He's handsome, talented, charismatic. People hang on to his every word. A bachelor, stone cold businessman and a man of very few words. A whole package that's definitely way out of her league...should be out of her league yet...why does he seem to be purposely appearing before her everyday as the days go by. Why the hell did this upper echelon businessman suddenly appear inside her complex and how the absolute f*ck was he able to make the hairs on her neck rise and her legs clench whenever she just so happens to coincidentally brush past him on those fleeting days. Sophia thought she had it all figured out, that was until that fateful day. Two paths that were certainly never meant to collide had crashed into each other in the most unexpected of ways. The product of this fateful encounter? A man whose interest could border on obsession and a woman who's hellbent on ignoring and avoiding the man who is solely responsible for making her feel these weird and uncontrollable urges. ■ | ♧ |Status: ongoing | ♧ |Updates: on weekends ● (Also this is a first unedited draft so there might be errors) Lovely cover by Denise~ ■

He was my obsession ,but for him, I was a problem. Aryaman Shah was like a storm who entered my life unknowingly, driving me crazy with his charm and charisma. But for him, I was just his rival's sister, driving him crazy by forcing him into an arranged marriage. His hatred for me ran deeper than one could ever imagine.