Trying to escape his fate as a mafia heir, Valerio hides far from home under the guise of a teacher, hoping no one will ever find him until his childhood friend does. A story about a never-ending yearning and the need to escape something bound to you by blood, at its core. Loving what hurts you, and running from what still lives inside you. jaeslut, 2025.

(All the books that are written by @Hjwjskejdnjdod will have ~ 💜 ~ in the title so you know it's one of their books) Unexpected Love ~ 💜 ~, book 1 out of 2 of the Unexpected series. ~ Trauma. We all have different forms of it. Abuse, PTSD, sexual assault. It's different for everyone. For Oliver, his trauma is complex. Abuse, self harm, eating disorder, anger issues. When the police raid his uncles home, he's taken into the police station and sent to an institution for troubled boys. There he meets three boys who are in love, and when the boys set their eyes on him he finds himself unable to deny his attraction. But how can he learn to trust people when he's only ever been hurt? How can he let the boys in when he can barely let himself in most of the time? ~~ "You don't need your walls around us, my little emo." "You're safe here, little gremlin." "We love you, kitten." ~~ TW : eating disorder, violence, self harm, abuse, sexual assault, panic attacks, smut (tried my best, don't judge) All rights reserved. To @Hjwjskejdnjdod He asked me to post this while he is unable to, once he is, I'll take it down If you don't like the book, leave, simple as. We don't need your negative comments so don't leave them. If you want to give some feedback, constructive criticism is welcome. Just don't be a dick.

He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in." Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Beau Montgomery was built for the ice-ten years in the NHL, captain of the Boston Bruins, a career that ended in one wrong hit and a surgeon's office. Now he's thirty, retired, and hiding in a crumbling cottage in Donegal, Ireland. He came to disappear. Caleb McGinley doesn't believe in silence. He runs a chaotic bookshop-café, knows everyone's business, and has never met a problem he didn't try to fix-especially not the massive, brooding American who just moved into the old O'Shea place. Beau doesn't want fixing. And Caleb has no idea what he's getting himself into. But between leaking roofs, black coffee, and a bookseller who refuses to leave him alone, the walls Beau built around his heart start to crack. And Beau has never been very good at losing a fight- even when he's starting to realize that this time, someone else might be the one who pays for it. ~~Completed Story~~

Milo loves sex, parties and alcohol. He adores the thrill of being young, wild and mateless. He has witnessed his family and friends find their mates, settling down and living happily ever after. But this has never appealed to Milo. He wants to be a free spirit forever. That's until Milo's mate walks in on him at a sex party. Not only is Milo getting fucked into oblivion by another male but the mate-bond he refused to believe even existed is now shattering around him. He's never known such heartbreak for someone he's never met before and now he's convinced it is broken beyond repair. Nate already has enough to worry about and now he's faced with the pain of seeing his mate being intimate with someone else. Someone that isn't him. The memory forever engraved into his mind. With both of them battling silent insecurities, they struggle to understand how they could ever possibly work out their issues when their lives are so fundamentally different. Can Milo and Nate sort through their differences to give each other a chance at true love? 18+

"Colby?" Avery asks, his voice wavering only slightly. I turn to him, cursing at myself for hesitating, if only for a minute. "Yeah?" "Do you have a crush on me?" My heart shatters, but I can't lie. Not to him. Not about this. "Yes, Avery. I've had a crush on you since that day you got drunk and stumbled into my house. Every time I look at you, I can't help wanting to touch you and craving you." I pause, taking in a shuddering breath. "This doesn't have to change anything. You don't --" He snatches my hands. "You wanna touch me, Colby?" His sudden boldness stops me in my tracks. I nod slowly as he nears my face, his cheek brushing mine. He whispers in my ear, a raspy murmur that sends electric shocks through my entire body. "Do it. I fucking dare you." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Avery Thomas and Colby Beck are best friends; thick as thieves, but polar opposites. Where Avery is energetic and social, Colby is closed off and selects very few people to really know him. Their relationship has always been simply this: best friends. That is, until one drunken night like all of the others; Avery saunters into Colby's house, seeking help in his state. As he assists Avery, Colby realizes that he is beginning to become attracted to him in more ways than best friends should be. *WARNING* Mature sexual scenes and some homophobia. Chapters marked with "M" contain adultery or some sexual interaction between heroines. All scenes have consent, and characters are over 18. Be warned. Your mental health matters. DON'T COPYRIGHT! This is an original work.

You will learn to be mine. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ "Does that feel good?" I whimpered against him, burying my face in his neck. He smiled down at me while quietly torturing me, being effortlessly sadistic as his smile widened. "It's... too sensitive." "There's no such thing, baby girl." I tightened on him, squeezing my eyes shut. "I'm gonna...." "You're not coming unless you ask nicely." "Please." "Beg. Beg like you've never begged before." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Clara Song never thought she'd be stuck in this position before... going to her college classes one moment, and then locked in a house abandoned in the woods the next. Being haunted... by HIM. He was in the shadows, his eyes glowing a dark red, watching her... playing with her. She begged him to let her leave, but his obsession only grew. Like yin and yang, innocent Clara was fated to the darkest creature out there... the creature of death. Damian Blackwood. (Originally named "Stop Him" and "Whispers of Corruption") (this is part of a firenight sub-realm (FireNight Library) which is "Maddie's Favorite" in the book "Our Little Mouse") ****THIS BOOK WILL BE TAKEN DOWN AND REPLACED WITH AN EXCERPT ON DECEMBER 28TH, 2025***

Warning 18+ Recommended- Very Mature Not for sensitive readers SMUT - Dominant/Submissive Book Thee of series Prism Red: ●Dominant Type: Soft, Corrective & Cognitive • Calm & patient • Gentle yet firm • Guides & improves rather than punishes • Notices mistakes and inefficiencies • Uses intelligence & understanding • Likes submissive to use their mind, think and explain themselves ●Stalker Type: Hunter, Observer & Fixation • Patient & Strategic • Plays the long game • Studies before making contact • Fixation starts as curiosity until it becomes fascination • Obsession • Collects information: Routines, habits & behaviour. • Watches before acting Eli: ●Submissive Type: Soft, Cognitive & Responsive • Master kink • Devoted • Hopeless Romantic • Affectionate • Enjoys feeling cared for • Values reassurance • Emotionally open • Thrives under guidance • Doesn't seek out conflict or attention • Enjoys Calm leadership so he can surrender control • Unknowingly enjoys being prey

You can't escape us now. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ I breathed shakily, tipping my head back when my breasts exposed to the crisp air. Sam just caught one in his hand, squeezing it tightly and making me whimper. "They're fuller than I remember." Pleasure struck through me, and I turned my face to the side, restraining a moan. "Do you like that?" Sam whispered low. "What's down here?" Nash cooed. "Look at that," Sam smiled down at me, "not as innocent as I thought." "Especially when she's dripping onto the sheets," Nash said, looking up with a smirk. "I am innocent!" I whined. Sam just kissed my neck, making my breaths catch. "Not for long, Sweetheart." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ A purposeful kidnapping turns into their greatest obsession. They had kept her for years, but she escaped, slipping through their fingertips. Now, three years later, Maddie's in college with her best friend, Cameron and getting a degree forced upon her by her parents. While eating dinner with her friend, she's enjoying her night, but her eyes set on familiar pairs of dark ones. Their dark smiles and dangerous sights focused all on her. All the light inside her drained. They found her. Our Little Mouse is a slow burn dark college romance with dangers you cannot resist. With four male love interests to bring you to heaven. #1 in "loveandromance" on May 21 2025 (Our Little Mouse is in the FireNight realm, but is not part of a series)

"Run, little lamb. Before I fuck you." ~~~~~ Luna Ayre seemed to have the worst luck in existence... haven been wed to an abusive jerk who silenced her cries with pain... and now she couldn't speak. But once she was finally free of him, she found herself falling into another monster's web, and his cage could never be opened. He was a killer, a player, a stalker. He captured her the very night she left her husband... and then he let her go. But little did she know, he hid in the shadows everywhere she went. He wanted to watch her, study her, grow obsessively possessive over her, kill anyone who touched her. So he waited two years, he, her shadow, kept waiting. Waiting patiently to destroy her. To eat his lamb alive.