She steps around me, hips swaying like a predator's, her helmet fixed forward but her voice stalking me like a shadow. Slowly, deliberately, she slides one gloved hand down the metal tab of her fireproof suit. Her fingers curl around the zipper by her throat. With a tug, it dips lower over her chest. Not just a few inches, no, all the way. The neckline plunges into shadow, nothing hiding the fact that she's crossed the line from race-ready to reckless. From fierce to fucking dangerous. I lean in, my other hand rising. I press my fingers to the collar of her suit. Right at the edge where the zipper ends. Her breath catches, and even through the helmet, I hear it. "You wanna flirt, fine," I say. "But if you're going to look death in the eye and laugh, you better be ready for someone to call your bluff." I drag the zipper back up. "Maybe I want someone to call it," She says silkily. I don't let go of her wrist. Instead, I lean just a little closer, my voice barely a thread. "Then stop hiding behind helmets." -------------------------------------------- Even through the thick smoke, the helmet, through the roar of the engines- he sees her. Not 𝙀𝙡𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙚, the composed girl with the gentle eyes and kind smile. 𝙑𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮. The ghost who races like a warning, the myth with steel in her veins. The one who's been haunting the streets and humiliating his crew, one win at a time. And he's obsessed.

"𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏" 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑?" She thought she had her life figured out. A quiet job in a quiet town, a routine that never hurt, and a heart too careful to fall for anyone too fast. But then he walked in. The new hire. Mysterious. Impossibly attractive. He had the smile of a gentleman and the presence of a man who'd burn the world to keep your attention. He said all the right things. Held doors. Knew how to make her laugh. And when he looked at her-it felt like she was the only girl in the universe. But love, she learns, can be blinding. And not all monsters hide in shadows. Some wear suits. Some call you "baby." Some hold you like you're a prayer-then break you like a curse. Because he has secrets. Dark ones. Dangerous ones. The kind of truths that can't be buried without blood. So now the real question is... Will she uncover who he truly is-before it's too late? Can love survive when it's soaked in lies and obsession? And when she finally sees the monster behind the man... Will she run? Or will she stay?

Where is the line between love and addiction? How far can we shape ourselves for someone else before we lose who we truly are? Nika has always lived according to the expectations of others-until she met Blake, the boy who gave her freedom, excitement, and a whole new world. A life she had always longed for. Blake represents both freedom and danger for her. Being close to him feels as natural as breathing, yet at some point, the air itself can become heavy. Her relationship with him is beautiful and thrilling, but at any moment, it could shatter.

18+ Warning: Extreme violence, explicit sex, possessive anti-hero, psychological manipulation This city doesn't forgive. It feeds. It's built on cracked concrete and broken promises, where money bleeds green and blood runs black. Where loyalty is paid for in bodies and silence costs extra. Where love isn't soft; it's a chokehold dressed up pretty, a blade slipped between ribs while someone whispers "mine" in your ear. This is a story about ownership. About cages that look like penthouses and collars that feel like kisses. About the kind of hunger that doesn't stop at skin (it wants bone, breath, soul, everything). About a man who takes because he can, and a woman who learns to crave the chains. No heroes. No redemption arcs. Just raw, filthy, unapologetic want wrapped in violence and power. If you need safe, sweet, or sane, close the book now. If you're still here... Welcome to the dark.

An autistic girl sheltered her whole life gets a taste of danger once she meets a thug named Santiago Perez. ​Santiago "Ghost" Perez set his eyes on Zari one time and has never left her alone since "Checkin' your location, I'm wishin' I was close to you I left my heart on the West End, I can't wait to get home to you"

Desperate to make ends meet, 24-year-old Lillian Wright spends her nights under flashing lights, dancing for strangers in a rundown strip club. But fate throws her a lifeline when she's offered a coveted position as the personal assistant to Leo Hayes, the icy, playboy CEO of one of America's top corporations. He's ruthless, unreadable and devastatingly handsome. Now, Lillian is walking a razor-thin line: corporate by day, clandestine by night. Two worlds. One secret. And the man she works for is starting to look at her like he already knows. A slow-burn romance full of tension, secrets, and stolen glances. How long can she keep her double life hidden when her boss never takes his eyes off her? **** Highest Rankings: #3 Adult Fiction #50 Teen Fiction #1 Assistant #1 Afterhours #24 Millionaire #3 Goodgirl #6 Badboy

THE ULTIMATE ENEMIES TO LOVERS! Ryze Cavadzade, the CEO of a big advertising company, crosses path with Eleanor west, who is gonna turn his life upside down. A nasty encounter, contributes to something much more bigger than they expected. Will they be able to find the love that is knocked at the corner of their hearts? Or is it just going to leave them with a wound in their hearts, letting the love bleed away? - "Couldn't get money from Alex, so trying to find a new candidate huh?" I mutter, taking a step forward and looking down at her. She's still not breaking the eye contact. She's getting on my nerves. "You want some money, right? I'll give you some," I continue. "You just have to beg for it. And I don't think you would resist such an off-" before I could finish my sentence, I get a punch right on the nose. God, this girl is psycho! Did she really punch me?!

Lori has always been the quiet girl at the bottom of the social ladder - bullied, ignored and just trying to make it through her last year of school unnoticed. When her only friend moves away, she braces for a world of isolation. But she doesn't expect, though, is them. Four unlikely misfits - each a rumour, a warning, a whispered name in the corridors. They're rough around the edges, carrying their own reputations and secrets no one dares question. They don't play by the rules. But they've noticed her. Could they be her greatest protection... or her biggest risk. As she's drawn into their world, where loyalty is dangerous and trust a weapon: can Lori find the strength to rise - or will she be buried by the weight of it all. There may be some cliche moments ,but every story has them, right? I'll try and keep them to a minimum :) Enjoy!~ S

{18+} 𝘈 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘹𝘦𝘳. 𝘈 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭. 𝘐𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦. 𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦. 𝘙𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘹𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦? ☑18+