Theia Celeste Lawson thought the hardest part of her life was over. Her daughter is off to college. The house is quiet. And for the first time in years, she finally has space to breathe. What she didn't expect... was him. Cairo Blackwell is twenty-one. Too young. Too smooth. Too tempting for a woman who knows better but feels lonely anyway. What starts as conversation turns into late nights. Late nights turn into feelings. And feelings turn into something Theia never planned to carry. She knows how it looks. She knows what people will say. She knows she's too grown to be caught slipping. But knowing don't always stop the heart. Now she's stuck between being the woman she raised herself to be and the woman learning how to live for herself again. Because starting over at thirty-two sounds easy... until love shows up where it doesn't belong. Warning this book will contain quite a bit of smut...

WRECKED The Wreckage Duet #1 💔 Logan Walker is a walking red flag. The guy who throws the first punch. A fuckup. The beautiful disaster everyone watches self-destruct. 🔥 Sage Miller didn't just watch. She cleaned up after. Every drunk night. Every bruised knuckle. Every time he stumbled home wrecked, she was there. Seventeen and stupid enough to think she could save a man five years older who didn't want saving. Her brother's best friend. Completely off-limits. 💋 Then one night, he stopped seeing his best friend's little sister. Took her first time. Her trust. Her whole damn heart. By morning? Gone. 😭 She ran. Never looked back. He never knew what she left carrying. 👶 Four years later, her brother's accident drags her home. The minute she steps into Silver Ridge, the secret's out. Hard to hide when your daughter has Logan Walker's eyes. 🖤 He says he's changed. He still looks at her like she's unfinished business. Second chance • Secret baby • Brother's best friend • Forbidden age gap ⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️ ⚠️ 18+ content | Legal age of consent always observed | Reader discretion advised 🖤 This story contains mature and sensitive content. Please proceed with care. 🔥 Explicit sexual content 🚗 Past drunk driving / car accident 💔 Childhood trauma & parental neglect 🥃 Substance use (alcohol and drugs) 🗣️ Strong language ⏳ Age-gap romance (6 years) 🤰 Secret pregnancy 🔞 Reader discretion advised.

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

What happens when you fall for someone? You know you're not supposed to, but you do it anyway. That's what happens to Zahra Skye Phillips when she meets Chris Brown. Their paths should never cross too bad they do.

Serenity Davidson has no time for strays. She's too busy running Greensboro's best soul food catering business and keeping her mama happy. But when they find a starving, half-dead man collapsed on their front porch, Serenity does what she does best: she feeds him. He says his name is Kevin. He says he's an unemployed factory worker with "bad asthma." He is lying. He is Lorenzo Moretti, the ruthless Don of the Sicilian Mafia, battered and hiding in plain sight. He intended to heal, exact his revenge, and disappear. But after weeks of Serenity's pot roast, her warm bed, and her bossy attitude, Lorenzo realizes he has a new addiction. He's not just going to take back his empire. He's taking the cook with him.

Stud X Stud 💋 . Every night , a shadow stands in the corner of Mir's room . It never moves . Never speaks . Just watches . Shadow very dark to be seen fully . She tells herself it's nothing , her mind playing tricks when the lights go out . But the presence never leaves . The air grows heavy . The silence feels watched . No matter how many times she rearranges her room , the shadow always returns . Until one night ... it steps forward . What Mir sees isn't a monster , but a beautiful intersex masculine woman , too real to be a dream , too impossible to be alive . Bound to the room and stuck between worlds , the ghost has been watching over her for reasons even she doesn't understand . As fear turns into familiarity, and familiarity into something deeper , the line between the living and the dead begins to blur . Because being seen at your most vulnerable makes attachment dangerous . And some shadows don't leave at sunrise . MUST READ .

After twelve years behind bars, Iman has learned to feel nothing. With only six months left on his sentence, the last thing he expects is a new cell mate who forces him to confront everything he buried for so long.

"Dark romance" (18+) " "It's fucking driving me insane thinking that my seed are growing inside you." ______________________ A man shrouded in mystery, Vrishabh is powerful, dengerous, and impossible to read. The city trembled at the mention of his name. Vrishabh Singh, the enigmatic and feared businessman, and a mafia boss, whose empire was built on shadows and secrets. Avani a nive young woman , with innocence and purity in her heart. Avani lives a simple life with her mother, finding happiness in the small moments. She doesn't need riches, only a steady job to support them both. Her heart longs for peace and a life free from excess. For her, true joy lies in contentment, not in chasing wealth. Then everything fell apart. A contract. A marriage. And a man who felt less human and more like a shadow. A contract heavy with conditions. When Avani's innocence collides with Vrishabh's dark obsession, her peaceful world begins to unravel. A manipulator consumed by his need to possess her, he craves her purity with a hunger he can't control. Vrishabh is determined that Avani will be his, no matter the cost. This book contains:- - Mature content - Vulgar language

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

Rava Weston is the definition of the ideal son. He follows the rules, smiles when he should, and never causes trouble. His future is laid out-while he has just enough space to secretly chase his own quiet dreams of becoming a teacher, so long as he plays the role his parents expect. But when he's forced to attend a family summit back in Italy, everything starts to unravel. Because Gio Fontana will be there. Gio is reckless, magnetic, too rich for his own good. He's got cops who know him by name, and NOT because they're friends. His motorcycle is his greatest love, and rules don't seem to apply to him. He has a reputation that makes fathers lock their doors. Especially Rava's father. Rava and Gio, never got along. But this time, the tension feels like hunger more than hate. And as the days stretch on, Rava's perfectly safe world starts to slip through his fingers, because what's building between him and Gio is not just risky, it's forbidden. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - gay 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - forbiddenlove 🥇 #1 - lgbtfiction 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - boyxboy 🥇 #1 - biker 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gaylove 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - fluffy 🥇 #1 - mxm 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - love 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - funny 🥇 #1 - fanfiction 🥇 #1 - obsession 🥇 #1 - slowburn 🥇 #1 - queer Also available in Amazon, physical and Kindle ebook version ✅ (with some bonus spicy chapters)