"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.

"You want me to be a genius or do you want me to fuck you?" • • • The Alexandrettia is the finest school in the state, known for producing the smartest, and most talented kids in America. 21 year old keen painter Mia Hanson managed to get a spot. She worked her whole life to get inside, to see the hallowed halls her biggest idols once walked through. But those very same halls gets vandalized one wild night, and the person responsible gets sentenced to do community service, working as a janitor to clean up his mess. With his brooding eyes, filthy mouth and body covered up in ink, Eli the type of guy you run away from; The type who only lives for the trouble; The type you just know packs a brain the size of a peanut. But when one of Fermat's biggest unsolved mathematical problems gets solved by an unknown source, rumors start as to who and where this genius might be... Well: Three guesses who?

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

**[AVALIBLE ON KINDLE + AMAZON IN PAPERBACK AND EBOOK 1/10/2025]** Running from the captivity of an unrelenting sinister past, Lacy Summers falls prey to the fierce and mysterious forces of ex-con, Johann Silvetti. Unable to control their lust, she's thrust into his world of sin. As the addiction becomes dangerous, she finds herself battling between fighting for freedom and surrendering to her desires... Previously known as 'The Criminal'.

MATURE CONTENT!! 18+ 'Two sexy men, one pool, one girl and the burst of sensual testosterone and endless pleasure.' Vladimir and Ivan are Leona's childhood friends, as well as the inspiration for every sensually inappropriate thought that every trespassed her naughty thoughts. But there's more going on with these two than it meets the eye. When the heated hot, sensual caresses of fate thrust Leona into and endless new world of secrets, deceit, and untamed desires, she discovers the two men she thought she knew hold more than a handful of secrets. And their greatest yet, could strip her of not just her freedom and survival in this new world, but her heart. The desires are raw, the chase is on, and their journey had only just begun. Untamed Desires All Rights Reserved!

Monophobia- an acute fear of being alone and having to cope without a specific person, or perhaps any person, in close proximity. This 'closeness' might mean in the same house or flat or even in the same room. Seventeen year old Carriel Carter is as inexperienced as can get when it comes to relationships or anything romance related. All thanks to the asshole she's known since childhood who goes by the name Tristan Starkz. Tristan never misses any opportunity to not only harass her, but make her life a living nightmare. But when desire flares between them and Tristan's once teasing looks turn to heated passionate gazes, things are borne to get complicated. Especially when Tristan starts acting strange and weird things start happening everywhere he goes. Then new guy arrives in the form of Colton Delango and sets his sight on Cariel, things start spinning out of control. MAJOR hidden secrets start unraveling and her world slowly starts to fall apart. I have so much in my head so far going for this story that if I were to write a decent summary, I'd not only give away the main points but end up giving myself a headache. So just read on. It will be unique I'll give you that. So just try it. ***••All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written permission from NaughtyRosie!••***

He was poison. The kind that seeped into your veins and pumped with your blood. The moment he breathed the same air as you, you were infected. The kind that killed you slowly until the moment it decided it was your time and then it happened all at once. Every time, every time you could hand me the antidote and I would refuse it. Cause I secretly thrived to have his poison rushing through my body. If I was infected it meant he was close, meant he was there. How long could I survive this? How long would it take for him to kill me? After all, the moment we locked eyes I had one foot in the grave.

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

"You're not who I thought you were," he says gently, the soft pad of his finger tracing down my cheek. "But who you are now excites me. I think we could be evil together." Millicent isn't perfect. She isn't the angelic leader of the mortal world like ever likes to believe. They pray to her, sing to her, hoping for wealth or plentiful crops to be granted to their families. But she is powerless. Until now. Sinful, her mate, has been the last thing on her mind, as she creates a plan to escape the clutches of the all powerful being that holds her captive. But, as Sinful falls into her life once again, she learns that she could use him to escape. But that means tricking the master of manipulation. A Sin himself. Yet undeniably, he is her mate, and with his quick wit and flirtatious behaviour, Millicent begins to wonder what she is escaping for. Maybe it's for him. But maybe wanting that, will turn her bad.