When a scandal forces hockey star Amelia Bennett into a fake relationship with guarded photographer Harper Lane, neither expects the headlines, or the feelings, that follow. What starts as a PR stunt begins to spark into something real, threatening to expose more than just their hearts. *** She's the world's best hockey player. She's a heartbroken photographer with nowhere else to go. And they were never supposed to fall in love. At 24, Amelia Bennett is the most talented hockey player on the planet-chaotic, impulsive, and the last Bennett standing without a ring on her finger. After a very public scandal threatens her sponsorships and reputation, the team's PR crisis plan is simple: clean up her image fast. Step one? A fake relationship. Something that should be easy, right? Harper Lane has no interest in fame, or falling for another golden boy-or girl-with a spotlight stitched into their skin. After catching her long-term boyfriend cheating, she's sworn off chaos and charm. But when her best friend Audrey begs her to stay with Millie temporarily, Harper finds herself in the middle of a media storm-and somehow agreeing to pretend to be Millie Bennett's girlfriend. It's only for the cameras. Just long enough to fix Millie's image. Just enough to keep Harper's ex boyfriend off her back. But fake smiles turn into real moments. Cold shoulders warm under shared blankets. And the girl Harper was warned about-the reckless, beautiful mess, is nothing like the one who makes her tea when she's anxious and kisses her like she means it. In a house built on secrets, one accidental love story is about to make

Just as Annabeth's hands reached to grab the back of her jacket, Sonya pivoted smoothly, one arm coiling around Annabeth's waist like a whip. There was a sharp gasp-Annabeth's-and then her spine slammed against the edge of the bar, the breath knocked clean from her chest. Sonya's forearm pressed hard across her collarbone, pinning her in place with infuriating ease. "If you wanted my attention, sugar, all you had to do was ask," Sonya murmured, her voice sultry and rough, lips inches from Annabeth's. "Get off me," Annabeth snarled, squirming beneath her hold. Sonya arched a brow, leaning in even closer until her body molded against the younger woman's-thigh to thigh, hip to hip. "You're feistier than the girls next door," she whispered against the shell of Annabeth's ear, her breath hot. "Careful now, Anna. I've always had a thing for resistance." Annabeth jerked against her, face twisting in rage. "Let. Me. Go. You stink of whiskey and whores," she spat, kicking against Sonya's shin. Sonya didn't flinch. "Say please," she drawled, her voice silk and steel, utterly unbothered. "Manners go a long way in this town." "Never," Annabeth hissed.

It's been a few years since Ani and Cassie have gotten married and been raising their children. The family is filled with love and laughter. Cassie continues to work on her own issues and strives to protect those she loves, while Ani continues to provide for the family. The two lovebirds could never be happier and their children are succeeding in everything they do. However, a curveball comes for Ani. One morning, she wakes up in a random bed with one of her female coworkers lying beside her... naked. She has no memories of the night, but she has to figure out what happened before Cassie finds out.

Two long-time best friends, Rae and Liv are both single and a little heartbruised when they make a casual pact one night after too many glasses of wine: "Let's hook up. Just until one of us meets someone." What begins as lazy Sunday morning kisses and middle-of-the-night cuddles slowly becomes something they never talk about-but always feel.

Angsty, Smutty with a little bit of fluff oneshots about Isabela Merced that are written by me.

Valerie Stone is a visionary, a billionaire, and a terrifying boss. She can negotiate a merger in her sleep, but she can't name her daughter's favorite color. ​Chloe Davis is her executive assistant. She is underpaid, overworked, and currently heartbroken after her girlfriend dumped her for being "married to the job." ​For six years, the dynamic has been simple: Chloe knows everything about Valerie. She knows her coffee order, her ex-husband's trigger points, and exactly how to calm down Valerie's son during a panic attack. Valerie knows nothing about Chloe. Not her dreams, not her heartache, and certainly that Chloe is into women. ​But when a crisis forces the Ice Queen to rely on her assistant for more than just spreadsheets, the walls begin to crumble. Valerie is about to discover that the woman holding her life together is the only mystery she can't solve-and the only one who can melt the stone around her heart.

Gillian Anderson and Courtney Carmichael are enemies...more or less. While the pair seem to constantly be at each other's necks nowadays, it wasn't always this way... In fact, the two used to be best friends. They were practically inseparable until that one fateful night in eighth grade. Only, what really happened that night? ••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Court-" I attempt to reach out to her only for her to push my hand away from her and turn to face me. "You should go." She tells me, avoiding my eyes. "Courtney, please." I beg. "Please don't shut me out again. I promise that I won't ever try to kiss you again." The honey-haired girl scoffs. "That's the thing..." she trails off. "The longer that I'm around you, the more that I want you to kiss me." The sapphire-eyed girl admits.

There is only one thing that we can never change, and that is the place from which we come. Though she tries to control everything else in her life, there are three things that Counselor Carrie Everett just can't tame: her growing caseload, her weakness for police personnel, and her increasingly serious relationship with Detective Jenn Carver. While trying and seemingly failing to manage her personal life, Carrie's work life takes a turn for the chaotic when a brand new case threatens the safety of a close friend and coworker, Detective Kim Hayden. A case this serious is mentally taxing for a prosecutor, but that's the least of Carrie's worries. Now, it's personal, and when the detectives of Green Falls seek legal help to solve their case, life becomes a ticking clock for all involved. This is the sequel to my last piece, Black Tie Event, taking place two years after the first story's conclusion. You definitely do not have to read the first one to understand the second, though it may help and make the second piece slightly more enjoyable. You could even read them backwards if you so chose, though it might give some plot away to do it that way. Some new characters are introduced, among the familiar faces, and the situations are brand new. Rated R, just because of its intensity. Enjoy! Cover art again by perfect human @halieghk

Detective Kim Hayden thought that switching from homicide to white collar would be the biggest career move she would make; she was wrong. When she's sent undercover to the epicenter of luxury, the eminent Shaw Manor, home of the city's resident multimillionaire, Kim is suddenly living a life she never knew. She leaves behind the familiar police force, her home, and her on-again-off-again girlfriend, all to become a housekeeper for a man she doesn't even respect. She's forced into an assortment of new relationships, including one with her impossibly straightforward and controlling partner, Allison Beckett, who always asserts her knowledge of what's best. But relationships go from messy to messier, when Kim makes the biggest mistake of all: falling for the boss's wife. This story is rated R for language and sexual content. A.K.A, all the good stuff. Read at your own discretion, and enjoy, friends. :) Trigger warning: DV/IPV, sexual violence Cover by @halieghk, I can't get over it, SO MUCH YES!

Lena Carver has everything under control-except her dream. As the no-nonsense manager of Rosebay Resort, one of the crown jewels in the Sinclair Hotels empire, Lena has dedicated the past six years to keeping five-star chaos in check. Between demanding guests, last-minute weddings, and her spirited four-year-old niece she's helping raise, Lena's got zero time for distractions-especially not the high-heeled, high-maintenance kind. Enter Avery Sinclair. She's the hotel chain's heiress and a walking HR warning with a trust fund and something to prove. After being sent to "oversee" Rosebay-aka get exiled from corporate HQ-Avery is determined to turn the location into the most profitable in the company. Her plan is simple: maximize revenue, impress Daddy, and earn the CEO title. Her plan does not include clashing with the sarcastic, infuriatingly competent hotel manager who seems allergic to authority and perfectly capable of running the entire empire on her own. What starts as a battle of wills quickly spirals into something much messier: unexpected teamwork, flirty banter, steamy tension in the linen closet, and the kind of feelings that don't come with a corporate playbook. In a place where professionalism is key and romance is strictly off the clock, falling in love might just be the biggest disaster of all. Welcome to The Last Resort-where ambition checks in, sparks fly, and hearts are the messiest rooms to clean.