A story in which a wealthy and popular girl enrolled in college with an unknown gift meets a mysterious and beautiful man in a ball, accompanied by his world of magic and promises. ~ I gulp, feeling my skin getting hot all of a sudden. Why am I so hot ? "You're playing a dangerous game, Lovely," the magnificent young man whispers. "A-August..." I whisper with difficulty, trying to back up, and noticing that I'm already stuck on the wall. My throat is so fucking dry. I've never been as thirsty as I am right now. "Look at me, Lovely." I do as I'm told and my eyes bump against his. Fuck. Fire. His eyes are consumed with fire. The stunning shade of blue is now mixed with a consuming but warm tone of orange. He then raises his left hand and cups my chin with two of his long fingers, his soft lips slightly grazing mine, his breathing warm and enticing. "Because you have two choices," he whispers against my lips. "Either I'll make love to your wonderful and exquisite body, either I'll fuck the shit out of you." ~ Copyright @Lovebluehug All Rights Reserved Plagiarism forbidden All content @Lovebluehug ~ THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE & TRIGGERING CONTENT/GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT ⚠️ ~ Will be updated twice a week! ❤️ ~

The moment I saw her, everything I'd buried came rushing back: her scent, her voice, the way she looked at me. I wanted her, even when I knew I shouldn't. -Thayer Beaumont It started with him... and somehow, it's us. -Leilani Carter Leilani Carter wasn't supposed to matter. She was young, ambitious, and far too bright for a man like me. Worst of all, she was my employee. My world ran on control, but one glance at her and I was undone. For Leilani, working under Thayer Beaumont was supposed to be a dream job, not a test of her heart. He was older, confident, devastatingly attractive, and every rule screamed that he was off-limits. But with every meeting, every stolen glance, resisting him became harder. What began as tension became something deeper, yearning that tangled into obsession, and a love too reckless to ignore. A BWWM office romance about forbidden desire, aching hearts, and two souls who can't let go no matter the cost.

"C-Colonel, I-" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. The words caught in my throat, my mind a chaotic swirl of emotions and memories. "That's not my name, princess," he interrupted, his voice a dangerous murmur that sent a shiver down my spine. He lifted his hand, gently tracing the tip of the gun along my jawline. The cold metal contrasted sharply with the burning heat of his proximity, making me shudder. His eyes bore into mine, the manic gleam in them unwavering. The way he held the gun, almost tenderly against my skin, was both a warning and seductive. The tension between us was palpable, an electric current that crackled in the air. "You know better than to call me that," he continued, his tone a mix of reprimand and dark amusement. Shakir cocked his head to the side, his eyes narrowing slightly. " Or do I need to remind you?" __________________ Nataliya Niang, a world renowned psychologist, loves to help those in need. Firmly believing in her ability to establish positive relationships and supporting her patients, her life was based on the foundations of kindness, compassion, and empathy. Colonel Shakir Walker, the leader of the black operations unit, is all but a gambler of death. His blood lust extends beyond comprehension, as bodies are left in distress with each path that he crosses. After embarking on a failed mission and witnessing the deaths of his comrades, he is sentenced to eight months of probation, as well as attending therapy sessions at The Mindful Wellness Center. When fate brings Nataliya and Shakir together, their worlds collide in unexpected ways. A chaos of torn souls navigating through love, lust, and betrayal. ( DON'T COPYRIGHT MY STORY )

She was a devoted wife. A brilliant doctor. A woman who believed she understood her own boundaries. Then her husband's secret gambling debt drags them into the orbit of the city's most feared mafia don-and nothing is hers anymore. Taken from their home in the dead of night, she's forced to save a man who lives on violence and power. He's ruthless, untouchable, and devastatingly magnetic. Every look lingers too long. Every accidental touch ignites something dangerous. Every low, controlled word chips away at her resolve. She tells herself she's loyal. Married. Moral. But obsession doesn't care about vows. Late-night treatments blur into intimate confessions. Professional distance erodes into stolen moments. What begins as duty becomes temptation, then craving-an ache she can't silence and a man she can't escape. In a world where trust is lethal and desire is a liability, surrendering could cost her everything she's built. Or it could be the only thing that makes her feel alive.

Renee Marcs has spent years building her name in Detroit's underground fashion scene a designer with attitude, edge, and a vision sharp enough to cut through the noise. When a last-minute call pulls her backstage at a national award show, she has no idea her life's about to shift. One of Eminem's designer outfits has been ruined minutes before he's due to perform. The team is in chaos. The rapper himself is fuming. And Renee? She's the only one bold enough to step in and fix it. That single encounter a needle, a thread, and a spark turns into something neither of them expected. Soon she's hired as his creative director, shaping his look, his videos, and the image that defines an era. But as their connection deepens, so does the tension. Behind the platinum albums and flashing cameras lie jealousy, fame, betrayal, and bruises no camera ever catches. Their love becomes both muse and madness - passionate, toxic, and unforgettable. Renee learns that being close to a legend means walking the line between devotion and destruction. Because in Detroit, love isn't soft. It's loud. It's real. And sometimes, it hurts. Some stories aren't about fairy-tale endings - they're about surviving the fire together THERE WILL BE SMUT

Will their pasts allow them to have a future together? Elizabeth "Esi" Solomon is an Afro-Caribbean British girl studying at an Ivy League University in Connecticut with big dreams to make the world a better place. Porte Danvers could not be any more different- there was his perfectly tamed blonde hair, grey eyes, and the way that he approaches life and her-intentionally. He is a wealthy Architecture alum at the same university, but hard losses have made him adopt a distant attitude to others. When the two surprisingly hit it off at the campus bookstore, Esi and Porte bond over a shared love of classical literature. As their friendship deepens to something more, both of their pasts threaten to pull them apart. When push comes to shove will their pasts hamper a shared future or will their friendship be lost forever? Imaging Us is a modern story of love, knowledge and learning self-acceptance despite life's obstacles.

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT !! A story in which Akeno Saigoni leaves Unity after a terrible incident occurs. When he returns homes family and friends notice something off about him. THIS BOOK CANNOT BE READ AS A STANDALONE, PLEASE READ THE WAR GENERAL FIRST OTHERWISE YOU WILL BE CONFUSED

Cade Russo is the second son in a powerful criminal family, living in his golden-boy older brother's shadow and constantly trying to prove himself worthy of the Russo name. He's a sophomore at Georgetown, which he only attends because his brother does. After a routine hit goes sideways while on a job for his father, he ends up cursed and magically bound to Yara Thompson, a junior studying social work and currently on academic probation who wants nothing to do with him or his dangerous world.

"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐚𝐦?" "𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." ... Antoinette Santil has spent the past nineteen years of her life concealed from the reality of the real world. Her day-to-day routine consisted of ballet practice, bookstore, and gardening. Even though the ballerina was aware of her monotonous lifestyle, she never had the urge to divulge the actuality of her life, That is, until she got wrapped up into Micheal Benedict's hurricane. His past three years were spent inside the New York federal prison and after being released the only thing Micheal Benedict wanted was to be alone. That was until he encountered the same doe-eyed girl that his entire family has forbidden him from even speaking to his entire life. Despite them being polar opposites and prohibited from being around each other, the two find themselves extremely intrigued by one another. But it doesn't take them long to find out exactly why their families didn't want them engaging with each other... But without rain, there's no flowers.

War A word that should inflict fear and terror is seen as the new normal. Kharis is a slave in the manor of Leonidas of Bethillore, Supreme commander of the king's army. Just as she's been doing for 3 years, she avoids trouble to keep her and her friends safe. However, life is not that simple as she is left with no other option than to use her blood to save them, which comes with a reward, one she never imagined. Things should now be looking up for her, but it is impossible. They're living in an era where there is a new normal. Elves, Wearhs (Vampires), and Humans have been fighting this war for years, and just as before, a price is needed to save them all...her blood. *** Kharis had seen Leonidas' red eyes before, but that did not change the fact that she was frightened by the wearh standing inches away from the door. They were almost done cleaning his chambers too! Would he hurt her? He said he needed her, but he could still use her while she was hurt. "Speak. Freely" he says, taking a step towards her, shutting the door to his chambers. "You have made me the topic of discussion among all humans with what you've just done." "I do not give a damn." "I do" "I'll kill them" He would kill all the humans in this manor? This wearh was undoubtedly mental. COMPLETED! ♥️