Dr. Indiana "Indie" Miller never believed in fairy tales. How could she? Everything she accomplished was paid for with blood, sweat, and tears. Emancipated at sixteen, she attended medical school while juggling three jobs-and now she's completing her oncology residency. She never allowed herself the hope of being someone's first choice. Until her favorite patient introduces her to her grandson. Teddy Williams is everything she never dared to dream of. He's kind, steady, and completely devoted to her. Two years later, deeply in love and on the verge of an engagement, they're preparing to move across the country for Indie's dream job. Then Nana Ellie passes away. Without the woman who adored Indie there to shield her, Teddy's overbearing family begins crossing boundaries, convinced Indie isn't the right woman for him. But his childhood best friend-and ex-girlfriend-Lily? She's perfect. They grew up together. Their mothers are best friends. To everyone else, it looks like the perfect second-chance love story. But Indie is in the way, and the family does whatever it takes to make sure that she feels unwelcome. As the pressure builds and the disrespect becomes impossible to ignore, Teddy finds himself caught between the family he was raised to put first... and the woman he loves more than anything. He chooses wrong. And he loses Indie. Quickly, he realizes his mistake and discovers just how deep his family machinations go. Will it be too late to prove to Indie that she is his one and only choice? Because Indie Miller is done waiting for a fairy tale. This time, she's going to make one for herself. TROPES: ⚠️ OW drama ⚠️ emotional manipulation ⚠️ GROVEL ⚠️ strong but kind FMC ⚠️ gentle giant MMC ⚠️ no cheating ⚠️ HEA with original couple

I'm married to a cover model/tattoo artist who swore his ex was history. She wasn't, as I was about to discover.

He's a gorgeous model. She has severe acne scarring. It doesn't help when she hears him brutally disparage her looks. So she teaches him a verbal lesson in humanity. That should have been that. So why won't he stop calling her?

Set in the 1800s where the elite and peasants are very much set apart. Aurora is 18 years old and she is a maid in the palace, one fateful day tragic events lead to her serving Prince Caspian. Prince Caspian is used to having any woman at his abode, with his good looks, wealth, and charm, he sets his eyes on Aurora, he wants her in his bed. He knows that with social norms he can never be with her but what happens when this develops to more than they both signed up for? When sex ends up coming with strings attached. 18+

Jakob Laurent was an intensely quiet, no-nonsense type of man. Callan Grant was a sweet, slightly eccentric, small-business owner. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Callan needed to take some extra security precautions, but she could have never predicted that it would come in the form of a tall, brooding, and unbelievably stunning man. A stalker, a bodyguard, three iced lattes per day, and a heap of loungewear. Didn't that sound like the start of something wonderful? ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

'There is no exquisite beauty...without some strangeness in the proportion' - Edgar Allen Poe Drop me a message or a message in the comments for any requests you have! <3 In which a man who speaks in grunts and grumbles becomes utterly infatuated by a green-haired girl. @kaylasilverss - Fairytale Green

The deleted bonus chapters of fairytale green. In chronological order in the events of; • Stone proposing. • fiancé fluff/smut. • Stonella Wedding. • Ella tells Stone she's pregnant for the 1st time. 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗞𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗮 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀. -And I want to make it clear that I am NOT kayla silvers but simply a fan of the author.

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I tried getting out of his hold, but he had more strength in his finger than I had in my body. He flipped me over until my back was touching his broad muscled front. "Leave me, Ares," I pleaded. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me down as he squeezed me tight against him. His nose buried in my neck, inhaling my scent. It turned me on and I cursed my traitorous body for reacting this way. "You still wear that same perfume, the day I first met you." He ran his tongue on my neck. "Babe, since the first time I landed in this country, I knew I had to end you." And just like that I believed him. His eyes stormed liked twin hurricane about make landfall. He seemed like a perfect gentleman until his sinister lips made me ache with pleasure. I thought I would never meet him again, but fate had different plans for me. * SUITABLE FOR 18 + OR TEENAGERS WITH OPEN MINDS * cover by IvvyKy

Abandoned by the man she thought loved her, Claire Denham is left with very few options as she faces the prospect of being disgraced for falling pregnant out of wedlock. In fact, she is left with one. Lord Jack Beresford, the younger son of the late Duke of Ashwood, and often considered "the spare" in comparison to his older brother, has long held a torch for the pretty Claire Denham. When fate throws them together, Jack extends a favour to Claire, and she takes it, turning the lives of their families upside down. As they navigate a marriage of convenience, jealousy, betrayal, old lovers, and the fear of being second best all pose dangerous threats to an already shaky relationship ...

Mavis Spencer was rude, mean and so infuriating but yet so damn tempting. I should have left her alone, but like she says I am an idiot. She just walked into my life and ravaged it like a tornado. With no shame or guilt, just no care at all. Or that's what I thought until I got to know the real her. She is so much more than what she shows, complicated but worth the fight. I'm determined to prove her how worth it, she is. June Moraine was too nice, too happy, too friendly to be true. He should have left me alone, I'm not someone to befriend and surely not to love, I've learned that the hard way. But even as I tried my hardest to push him away, he seemed to have made his mission to prove me how wrong I am. *** "Tell me what you like?" Grabbing a handful of his hair and tilted it so I could look at him. I kept dry humping on him, and I felt myself coming closer and closer. It usually takes so much time to build me up, but this sight of him feels like a daydream. His eyebrows knitted together and his lips parted slightly as I pushed myself harder on him. "I asked you a question, June." his hooded eyes finally focus on me and he hums, "You. I like whatever you do to me."