SEQUEL TO THE ART OF MANIPULATION Jonika thought the bullet ended everything-his empire, his hold on her heart, and the man she loved but was forced to betray. She tried to rebuild, to bury the grief under the illusion of a normal life. But grief doesn't stay buried. It claws. It festers. And some ghosts don't stay dead. When fate drags Jonika back into the shadows she thought she'd escaped, she finds herself hunted by the very man she once destroyed. His face is the same, his eyes colder, his love and fury tangled into something she can't escape. Now she doesn't know if he has returned to reclaim her heart... or claim her life.

Harlem doesn't forgive debts - it collects. Xyla never asked to be part of her father's street mistakes, but when his debt comes due, she becomes the payment. Snatched from her normal life and dropped into a world ruled by corners, codes, and consequences, Xyla finds herself under the control of Onyx - better known in Harlem as East. East runs his block with silence and fear. He's respected, dangerous, and untouchable. Loyalty is his currency, violence is his language, and weakness gets you buried. Keeping Xyla was supposed to be business - nothing more than leverage. But Xyla isn't weak, and she refuses to bow to the streets that claim her. As Harlem closes in and enemies start circling, tension turns into temptation and hate turns into something neither of them planned. East is torn between the rules that made him and the woman who's breaking every one of them. Xyla must decide if survival means escaping him... or standing beside him. In a city where love is a liability and trust gets you killed, one thing is certain - some debts don't get paid in cash. They get paid in blood, loyalty... and desire.

It began with a wrong address-and a letter that shouldn't have been read. Kamaria's curiosity sparks a chain of letters that draw her and Zahir into a secret world of vulnerability and trust. Yet when they finally meet, they'll have to discover if reality can live up to the intimacy of their words.

She's a man-eater with a badge and a body count of broken hearts. As a DEA agent, Jonika's mastered the art of seduction, manipulation, and emotional detachment - using her beauty like a weapon and keeping her feelings locked behind armor no one gets past. But when her mission leads her straight into the arms of a dangerously magnetic man, the game changes. He's charming, calculated, and unknowingly the exact criminal she's been sent to take down. By the time she pieces together who he truly is, he's already slipped past her defenses - touching something real beneath the surface she swore no one would ever reach. Now, with a federal sting operation closing in, Jonika stands on a razor's edge: turn him in and complete the mission... or betray everything she's sworn to protect for the only man who ever made her feel something.

A reserved soul and an outgoing, adventurous soul strike up a friendship that reveals surprising similarities beneath their contrasting personalities. Together, they uncover the healing power of connection, proving that even the most unlikely friendships can offer the space to breathe. -written by 4thesakeofluv ©️

Every time Isaiah looked at himself in the mirror, he was constantly reminded of the most traumatic moment of his life. He grew to hate himself until Namiko randomly waltzed into his life one day and began teaching him how to love himself again. It was as if she was his second chance. He'd been so pissed off all night to the point where he was physically shaking like a ticking bomb. This one hug from her felt like the rainbow after a severe thunderstorm. He couldn't believe that his sanity really depended on her. He'd never reached this point of love before. She brought him so much peace. That's why he loved her the way that he did; the reason why he couldn't stand to spend a single second away from her and why he depended on her to keep him sane. She was just it; like a breath of fresh air. He never expected the woman that ended up stealing his heart would be a real life Disney Princess wandering cluelessly around New York City; an autistic one, at that.

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑨 𝑳𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑰𝒏...𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 Nova knew exactly what she was doing. Every glance, every offhand comment laced with something just shy of inappropriate-she loved pushing him. And Professor Steele? He was ice in a tailored suit. Distant. Disdainful. A master of dismissing her with a single look. But Nova wasn't blind-he may have played the role of the untouchable professor, but there was something in his eyes when she got too close. The line they danced around for weeks-taunting it, toeing it, pretending it didn't matter-shattered beneath the weight of a single moment. It was gentle. It was careful. It was the kind of night that branded itself into her skin. And Nova-the girl who always played it cool-found herself spiraling. Obsession bloomed like a bruise beneath the surface, spreading fast and deep.

"Your father trusted me to take care of you." Another thrust. "And now his daughter is wrapped around my cock." "Roman-" "Take it." I do. My hips lift for more. His eyes darken. "Twenty-two years younger than me, fucking your father's best friend like this." He leans closer. "Tell me that isn't humiliating." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Eden Winkler comes home with a ruined transcript, a bad attitude, and a reputation she stopped trying to defend. At twenty-one, she is officially academically withdrawn from college and unofficially the girl everyone in Hawthorne Grove expected to disappoint them eventually. She is beautiful, reckless, careless with men, and very good at pretending nothing hurts. Then Roman Stinnett is waiting in her mother's kitchen. Forty-three. Widowed. Tattooed. Severe. Her father's former police partner and the one man in town everyone listens to. Roman has known Eden most of her life, but he has never looked at her like this before. He is not soft with her. He corrects her. Watches her. Calls out every lie before she can finish telling it. He says she needs structure. She says he likes control. They are both right. In a suburb built on clean lawns and dirty secrets, Eden and Roman become something they should know better than to want. It is not sweet. It is not simple. And it was never going to end clean. - Henry Cavill inspired MMC - Megan Fox inspired FMC 🥇 #1 in adultsituations 🥇 #1 in raindrops 🥇 #1 in dadsbestfriend 🥇 #1 in mdom 🥇 #1 in law

Warning ⚠️ Incest A very dark romance Sadist masochist Older man Many male lead Love triangle Virgin Big Age gap Light BDSM Step-daughter X step-dad Step brother Daddy issue Controlling! Taboo Abandonment issue Attachment issue Freaky Immature FL Celina Valentina had everything money could buy-designer clothes, private tutors, an army of servants-yet behind her manicured smile was a girl twisted by privilege and neglect. She was spoiled rotten but lonely. To the public, Alexandrovich was the epitome of refinement-a billionaire tycoon with a golden tongue and a genius for empire-building. But behind closed doors, he ruled a darker kingdom. The truth? He was one of the most feared figures in the Russian underworld. A kingpin cloaked in Savile Row suits, trafficking in blood, weapons, and secrets. If there was money in it, he had a hand in it. And he didn't hesitate to kill. No big money is clean Celina's mother, Emma, had learned that too late. After three years of walking on glass, she fled in the night-terrified after Alexandrovich discovered her lies. She abandoned her daughter to save her life. Now she is 19 and alone in the labyrinth of his mansion, Celina lives under the iron grip of her stepfather's rules. Yet as the years pass, fear gives way to fascination. She watches him from the shadows-his power, his control, the way the world bends around him. And something dangerous stirs inside her a desire she hade for him. What happens when the devil becomes the only man you crave? THE STORY HAS MANY PLOT TWISTS SOOOO DONT BE TOO SURPRISED!!!! Guys, I'm still editing it!!

Twenty-two-year-old Lennon "Leni" Hayes comes home from college expecting a quiet summer-not to find her dad's best friend, Frank Castle, living across the hall. At thirty-eight, Frank is arrogant, protective, ridiculously attractive, and completely off limits. They've always known how to get under each other's skin, but their usual arguments quickly turn into lingering stares, jealous moments, late-night encounters, and tension neither can ignore. Frank knows crossing the line with his best friend's daughter is a terrible idea. Leni just wants to see how far she can push him before he finally breaks.