♥︎♡𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧♡♥︎ Vaughn Ashford is a 30-year-old millionaire who lives life to the fullest and doesn't let his tragic past dim his light. On the other hand, Alexandra, is a 27-year-old who lives by the rules and takes life too seriously. Two completely different people from two different worlds who share the same belief about love meet when they're least expecting it. Life has given them every reason to believe that it doesn't exist, but after spending time together, they start to realize that maybe, just maybe there's a little truth to what everyone around them has been saying; the only problem, they're both too stubborn to admit it. But the magnetic force of attraction between them is too strong to resist, and eventually, it will bring them together and make them break that one rule. They thought they only broke one rule, but, little do they know that that's just the tip of the iceberg. Insatiable desires, a cloud of mysteries, dangerous territories, and a forbidden love among others will all be teachable moments they didn't know needed taking notes on. Ready? Class is in session.... 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧!!! Start Date 22nd May 2025 Publish Date 2nd November 2025 Second Publish Date 17th May 2026 Finish Date....

They say love makes you do crazy things...but what's crazier than falling for the forbidden? ●●●●●●●● Mallory Wright is a 22-year-old junior at her dream and one of the best universities in Seattle. Being the perfect daughter, friend, and student, in everyone's eyes, she can do no wrong, that is until she falls for her professor, mysterious good-looking Ethan Myers, a 26-year-old Englishman who is far from perfect. As their love blossoms, secrets will be unveiled, hearts will be tested, and some Lines will be Crossed. (24/08/22 - 04/08/24) #quarterback. No. 55/1000 (10/09/23) #mischievious. No. 1/258 (10/14/23) #forbiddenlove. No. 150/1000 (10/26/23) #addiction. No. 92/1000 (10/26/23) #art. No. 116/1000 (11/16/23) #art. No. 3/1000 (07/01/25) #chicklit. No. 4/1000 (07/01/25) #quarterback. No. 35/1000 (11/16/23) #collegeromance. No. 6/1000 (07/16/24) #seattle. No. 66/1000 (07/19/24) #american. No. 93/1000 (07/21/24) #british. No. 3/1000 (08/11/24)

This is a story set in the 1950s. A time when women need permission for almost everything- where they work, what they say, even how loudly they are allowed to exist in a room. The story follows a woman named Ophelia. A wife. A secretary. A woman learning how to survive inside rules she did not write. Her life is ordinary in all the expected ways. Until she is fired for speaking when she should not have, and sent into the orbit of a woman who should not be as powerful as she is. A female CEO, in a world built to make women small. Ophelia is not supposed to look at her too long. But she does. And in a world where men decide what is proper, what is allowed, and what is dangerous, two women are not meant to choose each other. But they do. Now love is not gentle. It is not safe. It is something that has to survive scrutiny, control, and consequences. And Ophelia is no longer sure whether what she is risking. Is it her reputation... or her entire life. #1 opression #51 matureaudience #8 feminism #29 sapphic #5 1950's #61 bisexual

I never believed in MONSTERS until I met him. Men like him? Oh, they don't walk in the light. Nobody says their names out loud, their DEEDS aren't recorded, but you'll see their HANDIWORK everywhere if you know where to look. It all started that one night. At the time, it seemed like nothing, just another evening. Little did I know, that was the night everything would change. The first time I stumbled into his DOMAIN was purely by accident, I had no clue what I was walking into. But the second time? That was different. I went there on purpose, driven by a job. Nothing personal, just BUSSINESS, or so I thought. Something I could easily leave behind when it was all done. Oh, how naive I was! His world isn't one you can just wander in and out of without a scratch. It's a place built on unspoken agreements, lies that dig deep, and truths too dangerous for most to handle. Every moment spent there pulls me further into his gravity. I thought I could maintain my distance, but somehow, I found myself getting closer to him,much closer than I ever planned or wanted. Close enough to almost forget what he really is. And that's the trouble because deep down, I still know how it ends. If he ever figured out why I'm really here, he wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet through my head. Walk away now while I can? I wish! Somewhere along this twisted path, with fate and its cruel jokes about CONTROL and POWER over others' lives, an ILLUSION crept into my mind. That maybe, just maybe, I had control over everything. That I was PLAYING the game. But no, not once was I ever the PLAYER. Just a PAWN in this bloody game of BLOOD & THRONE !! ____________________ ⚠️ WARNING :- THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES AND STRONG LANGUAGE.

A soldier marked by a fatal curse A princess carrying something ancient and unforgiving But when duty binds them together, love becomes a deadly sentence neither of them was meant to survive [extended summary inside]

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

*WAS DELETED AT 600K READS* Adriana Mancini I was raised to bite, not bow. So when they told me I was to marry Nikolas Volkov-heir to the Bratva, enemy to my blood-I didn't cry, I laughed. They thought they could tame me with diamonds and alliances. And for the first time in my life, I realized I didn't have a choice. As for him.. It's the eyes that speak to me. Blank but compulsive with secrets, empty yet dominating with control. Like stone. I wonder, is his heart made of it too? Nikolas Volkov After a bloody feud with the Cosa Nostra, I'm forced into an arranged marriage-to the one woman I can't control. Adriana Mancini. A hurricane in stilettos with venom in her smile. She tests my patience, taunts my power, and tempts my darkness. She thinks I won't ruin her just because she wears my ring. But this marriage was never meant to be peaceful. It was built for war.

In the perilous world of the Italian mafia, power and passion are intertwined, and secrets can be as deadly as bullets. Elena Moretti has always lived in the shadow of her older sister, the beautiful and poised Isabella. When Isabella is arranged to marry Luca DeLuca, the feared and powerful head of the Italian mafia, Elena braces herself for a life of quiet support and solitude. But fate has other plans. On the eve of the wedding, Isabella vanishes, leaving only a cryptic note behind. Desperate to avoid a scandal and maintain their family's honor, Elena is thrust into her sister's place as the bride of the formidable Luca. Little does she know, Luca is not a stranger to this turn of events. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Where do you think you're going, Elena?" His voice was low and menacing, sending shivers down her spine. "I... I just needed some air," she stammered, taking a step back. But there was no escape; Luca's presence filled the room, leaving no corner untouched by his dominance. Luca's hand shot out, gripping her wrist with a possessive strength that bordered on painful. "You belong to me now," he hissed, pulling her closer. "There is no running, no hiding. You are mine, Elena. From the moment I saw you, you were destined to be mine." Tears welled up in her eyes, a mix of fear and a strange, undeniable attraction. "But I didn't choose this. I didn't choose you," she whispered, her voice trembling. Luca's expression softened for a fleeting moment, a glimpse of vulnerability behind his hardened exterior. "Perhaps not," he admitted, his grip loosening slightly. "But I chose you. And I will protect you, no matter the cost."

"I am made to please you, Octavia." (Completed, Edited 45%) ********* Alpha Maksim lived his life hoping to meet his mate one day, complete the bond, and live a happily life with their little pups running around them. Not getting any younger by the minute, his wolf and him were beginning to feel restless but things took a turn when his two Alpha friends and him were sent out to contain a riot at another waning Alpha's land. Octavia had finally came to term that she will be forever alone. Her supposed mate was nowhere to be found and at age twenty-nine, she was way passed the point of when her mate should have found her. A spinister in her pack, Octavia devoted her life in taking care of the orphans who had lost their parents due to their Alpha's selfish rule. The two never expected to meet at the most unexpected. Completely surprised and caught off guard, they will soon come to know just how sweet it is to wait for the one made for them. Highest Ranking #9 Werewolf

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK