Queen Evelina has never been able to have children, and the pain of that loss has caused her to shut herself off from the world. To everyone who meets her, she seems like nothing more than a cold, rude monarch, a dark figure in the palace who no longer has any warmth to offer. But in truth, she's trapped in her grief, feeling isolated despite the unwavering love of her husband, King Alistair. One day, a small, regressed 21-year-old woman-a girl who appears much younger than her age-finds herself in trouble in a market. When a guard brings her before the queen, Evelina feels an unexpected spark of connection. The girl's innocence and small size remind her of the daughter she never had, and she begins to take an unusual interest in her. But as they grow closer, Evelina must face the truth of what she truly needs-someone to fill the void in her heart, or the chance to heal the wounds of her past.

"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)

Veronika Koroleva Petrovna-Moscow's untouchable queen. The wealthiest, most powerful woman in Russia. A name that drips with arrogance, feared as much as it is revered. With a single glance, she ensnares. A presence so sharp it cuts. To her, people are nothing but pawns-disposable, forgettable, irrelevant. Trust is a currency too expensive to waste. Loneliness is not a curse; it is a necessity. No parents, no attachments, no weaknesses. Begging? Pleading? Nyet. That is beneath her. Luciana "La Reina" Monteserra-Madrid's deadliest shadow. A queen of ruin and carnage, cloaked in elegance. Cold. Calculating. Lacking even the pretense of empathy. She does not ask. She takes. What she touches, she owns. What she claims, she keeps. No one defies her. No one escapes her grasp. But Veronika? Veronika was the exception. The one thing she could never own.

Work. Work. Work. Those were the only words Kaila knew the definition to. Ever since the incident she's done nothing but work. Struggling to pay back her loans, the newly turned 18 year old hardly makes ends meet. With barely any money to live off of Kaila is forced to sell everything she owns. Her car. Her childhood home. Everything. Feeling lower than she thought was ever possible, she starts to lose hope. That is until she meets someone who picks her up back onto her feet.

"oh my angel. I didn't even know that it was possible for a human to be that tiny. my tiny baby" how dare she! I'm not that small... and I'm certainly not a baby "I'm not a baby" she just smirked at me. getting closer. she picked me up like I was nothing. setting me on her lap "you will forever be my baby~" she whispered in my ears. ....... In the wake of a devastating attack that claimed the lives of her entire family and left her awaiting her inevitable fate, Hiba is stunned when an unexpected ally materializes before her. The mere presence of this mysterious woman is enough to send the marauding vampires scurrying in fear. As Hiba learns more about her savior, she discovers that the woman is none other than the sister of the reigning vampire queen - and a vampire in her own right. But why would a powerful and influential vampire wants to protect a seemingly inconsequential human like Hiba? As the story unfolds, Hiba begins to uncover secrets that may hold the key to her survival and the future of both humans and vampires alike.

Haunted by her past Leonore McNally struggles with her mental health and her complicated life. Trying to make peace with a broken soul and trying to become whole again. She wonders where she truly belongs and pull down the walls Leonore had built to protect herself from harm. Can Leonore open her heart again and let herself love and be loved again or will the darkness inside her destroy her completely?

"When will I get my reward?" I ask all of a sudden way too excited at the thought of being rewarded by this beautiful woman. "When I'm satisfied, of course." She says sweetly before taking two steps to cover the distance between us. "Unless you think you deserve to get a little taste now?" My throat closes up and my heart starts beating triple the speed. When her laughter fills the room, it doesn't make it any easier to breathe because of how close she is standing next to me, flirting so openly! "I uh-" I close my mouth so I don't embarrass myself. "I do." "You do what, mmm?" She asks with her eyes trained on my lips. "I deserve a little taste now." The words fall from my lips so easily. "Mmhmm." She turns her back and walks towards the refrigerator. A second later, she returns with a single strawberry in one hand and her glass of wine in the other. I watch quietly, even though I'm excited as hell, as chocolate starts to fall freely from the fountain like a waterfall! Now I'm really excited! Amahle sips from her glass and then sits it to the side. Then she rinses the strawberry off before reaching out and covering it with chocolate. I thought if anything, when she gave me the small piece of fruit, she would hand it over on a napkin or with a fork. In no way was I prepared for her to take one step closer, damn near in between my thighs, where she nodded at my parted lips. Without needing further instruction, I open my mouth as my stomach quivers with nerves. "Good girl." She praises softly and covers every inch of my skin in burning shivers. Between her words and the sweet, rich tasting chocolate covered fruit, I have to close my eyes and pray not to let out a moan, no matter how small or soft it may be. ‼️Uh-ma-leh‼️

"Are you mine?" I asked. "I don't know." She replied. Without thinking I pushed her back against the bed and spread her legs apart as I fit myself between her. I captured her surprised mouth in mine as I kissed her with every breath I possessed. I wanted her to belong to me. My hands slowly massaged their way up her legs as I increased the intensity of the kiss. I heard her moan into my mouth and her back arched a bit off the bed as I slipped my fingers inside her already soaking folds. "Tell me what I want to hear Roni." THIS IS A GIRL ON GIRL BOOK, SO PLEASE BE ADVISED.

A dangerous game of cat and mouse slowly turns into a romance no one saw coming. *** Brooke is a new student in a small town, her grades are phenomenal, and her attitude is even better. This catches the attention however of a wealthy woman many fear because of her mean nature. Her attempts to woe the strange girl is never ending as she does questionable things to get what she wants. Even so they find comfort in each other while others try everything to keep them apart.

As a revenge for their father's death, Ruby Cortese and his brother Neil plan to kidnap a renowned surgeon's teenage daughter, Chloe Sanders. The siblings prepare for the worst if their plan doesn't go in their way, but the real problem is not what they expect. Held in their captive, Chloe grows an inexplicable affection towards Ruby. When Ruby starts to feel the same, the Stockholm syndrome might not be the biggest thing they have to worry about. (WARNING: might contain mature and sexual contents)