'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

What do you do when you wake up pregnant and without memories? I woke up after the car accident unable to recall who I was, where I was and why I was in the hospital in the first place. There was just him. The dedicated husband who stood vigil the whole time I was confined. But why is it that no matter how hard I tried I didn't see myself falling in love with such an intimidating man? And why was he unwilling to talk about anything before the accident that took my memories? Why won't he help me remember? Highest Rank in: ROMANCE #5 as of 7/19/2019 ROMANCE #10 as of 3/13/2019 GENERAL FICTION #1 as of 6/14/2019

Dr. Phoebe Thatcher never asked for a destiny steeped in blood. Her only expectation was another quiet night in Frostford's rural hospital-until a half-dead stranger is dragged through her ER doors, torn apart by what looks like an animal attack. He's huge, silent, brutally wounded, and somehow still alive. By morning, the man is gone. By evening, he's standing in her cabin-half naked, half feral, and certain that Phoebe is the only safe place left in the world. Dante doesn't remember who he is. Not the torture. Not the pack war. Not the betrayal that broke him. But he knows two things with bone-deep certainty: someone is hunting him... and Phoebe is his the only one keeping him sane. When wolves descend on her sleepy mountain town, Phoebe realizes she's been dragged into a war she never knew existed. His enemies want her dead, his people want her gone, and Phoebe's childhood friend-a hunter trained to kill things like Dante-would rather see her buried than claimed by a monster. But Phoebe is done being powerless. As Dante's memories return and enemies gather in the shadows, Phoebe must choose between the human life she built... or the wolf who would burn the Appalachians to keep her. He has no name, no past, and no mercy for anyone who threatens what's his. New chapter available daily. Highest Ranking: #1 in #blood 1/03/2026 #1 in #wolf 1/01/2026 #2 in #alpha 12/18/2025

["𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬" 𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐯𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭.] ᯓ ⤷ 𝘈 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘴 𝘋𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘯 𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘬𝘰𝘷'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦． 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦－𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴． ⋆ 𓍯𓂃 {𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥ೀ𝙫} "I hated pink also on her too, but this time... I couldn't take my eyes off her. I couldn't stop staring at her body and the way it moved so delicately. I was going crazy. This might be the first time pink turned me on so damn fast. The way I hated pink, the way she used emojis, the way she always picked at her nails when nervous - those things were becoming my obsession now. She was turning into my worst obsession. She might be my next sin." ~ Author's Rights❗️ { This book and its contents are the intellectual property of the author. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced, distributed, or used in any form without prior written permission from the author. Unauthorized use of this work is strictly prohibited }

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐲." ~ Marriage was never for love-it was for legacy. A strategy. A performance. And for the Lombardis and the Morettis, it was the most calculated, showstopping alliance of the century. Roman Moretti, Don of the La Cosa Nostra, and Angeline Lombardi, only daughter of the French-Italian Mafia Capo, had been betrothed since her birth --matched to unite two empires under one crown. Hidden from the world, Angeline was raised to be the perfect wife. Groomed. Silenced. Controlled. She learned early that one misstep would strip her of everything-including her name. Everyone's first mistake? They underestimated her. Though no one had ever seen her, the world assumed the Lombardi Princess was a polished doll. Quiet. Disposable. Roman saw the marriage as a formality-another calculated step toward total dominance. He had no plans to love her. No plans to live with her. Just a wife on paper, tucked away from him elsewhere, summoned when needed for appearances. But everything changed the moment he saw her walking down the aisle. She was perfection. Untouchable. She would be his ruin, his weakness, his obsession, his motivation. His everything. But what if that had been her plan all along? Not everything buried stays dead. Not every identity is what it seems. In a world where saints become monsters and monsters are worshipped like gods, Angeline must decide what's worth saving: her bloodline, her love, or herself. ~ -HEA -18+ -Romance/mystery/thriller -No Cheating/OWD -DARK ROMANCE "OMYGOSH. This book was immaculate. I could NOT put it down at all. Every chapter was AMAZING, the writing is shakespears work and each chapter made me laugh, smile, cry so much and this whole thing was a rollercoaster of emotions." -@Sunfloweraate8

"Ellis-" I squeak, heat radiating from my cheeks as he bends me over the back of his pristine couch. It's way too late at night, and I'm praying Beth doesn't wake up to find us here. Her best friend and her estranged father. "You wanna avoid me in my own house after weeks of begging to ride my cock and stay tied up in my bed? Fine." His lips fan slightly warm air across the back of my neck while his calloused hands firmly reclaim what I've been purposely withholding. My waist, my ass, pulling up my skirt. "Tell me how you'd like to be punished, Darling. Beg. If you're lucky, I won't ignore your request like you've ignored me." ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ Is your best friend asking you to move to Boston for the summer so she can reconnect with her estranged, ex-military sniper father? When you get there, is her father six-foot-five and deliciously aged? Is he all broad muscle and sweaty morning jogs? Does he make edits in the margins of your first draft manuscript... about BDSM? If you answered yes, you may be Darling Fields. ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ #1 in #lanadelrey 12/24/2025 #1 in #author 1/6/2025

*COMPLETED* He's my best friend. The one person I run to when I don't want to face the world around me, because I know I can hide with him. In the comfort of our silence. Of his touch. My heart has always been his, if only he'd see that I'm right here waiting for the day he will finally notice me. Then, perhaps, he could be mine. But I'm just out of a relationship. And he's unavailable. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• #3 IN MUTUALFEELINGS

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

In a freak accident, Kira, a NASA scientist, is teleported to a planet that has no women. When she's saved by an alien that thinks she's a boy, she fights to keep herself alive and her gender a secret. - • - Vrox's life has always been tranqil, until a troublesome boy with endless secrets crashes onto his lap.

𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚, 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⋆˚✿˖° 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐈𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍. While trying to make the most of her life and also secure a better future for her nephew, agrees to a once in a lifetime opportunity. Marrying the cold and very intimidating business partner of her boss. 𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐗 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐍. The brooding boss of the Irish Mafia. He has achieved everything in his life. From taking over his father's throne, to getting a total respect from his workers. He has it all. Almost. There is one more thing he has to do to completely inherit his family fortune. Have a wife. ⋆˚✿˖°