Farah Grant has spent her entire life proving she's more than just the daughter of a business mogul. But when her father's empire faces ruin, he offers her up in a sweet deal disguised as an arranged marriage. The bride? The owner of an empire. A ruthless CEO who's as cold as the steel and glass towers she commands. From the start their relationship isn't made to work. Farah is fiery and passionate but against her "wife's" icy demeanour, it's different. Their marriage is supposed to be all about business, public appearances, and playing happy wives for the cameras. Nothing more. But behind closed doors, well that's a different story. Desire, passion and need make it hard for them to keep it all professional. But then again, contracts can't split but vows were made to be broken.

Eve and Ellie, two young girls who met in the very beginning of their middle school years when Ellie moved to their small Mississippi town. Now, they were both closer to graduating than starting high school. They were known for being the best of friends, practically always together. And even being maybe, just maybe, a little too close - too close for only friends. Evelyn Wells, the sweet and innocent preacher's daughter, and Ellie Johnson, the rebellious and social top basketball player for Recon Christian High School girls team. Now, it is up to these two teenage girls to manage their feelings in a small, conservative town with eyes constantly peering.

They used to dance side by side - Ekaterina and Floralie, best friends, inseparable. Until one betrayal turned them into rivals. Floralie did the one thing Kate could never forgive: she stole her first boyfriend. Years later, Kate makes sure they meet again. Same stage, same dream, same role - the Spring Gala. This time, she's determined to win. To shine. To make Floralie regret everything. Maybe even to take back the boy she lost. But what begins as revenge slowly turns into something else. Every step, every touch, every look brings back what she tried to bury. And what if Kate isn't who she thought she was? What if envy was never the real story between these two rivals ?

As the cruel, uncompromising, and terrifyingly brilliant CEO of Bloom Press, Roman Alvarez terrifies everyone-including her new assistant editor, Kaalia Amoretta. But on a work trip to the tropical coast of South Asia, under Kerala's storm-soaked skies, professional distance dissolves into something more dangerous. What should have stayed strictly business becomes intimate, charged, and impossible to forget. *** [LONGER VERSION] Roman Alvarez is infamous in the publishing world: cruel, uncompromising, and brilliant enough to get away with it. As the first Black and female CEO of Bloom Press, she has built her career on steel walls and impossible standards. Kaalia Amoretta, the new assistant editor hired to support her, expects a tyrant. What she doesn't expect is the quiet softness beneath Roman's sharp edges ... or the spark that flares every time their eyes meet. When Bloom's newest release hinges on securing a reclusive poet's anthology, Roman and Kaalia go on a "working vacation" to India. But what should have been a straightforward business trip unravels into something far more dangerous: monsoon-soaked nights, shared secrets, and a slow-burning tension neither woman can ignore. Under tropical skies and an old woman's poetry on love and colonialism, their professional boundaries blur, their walls crack, and a tender, terrifying love begins to take shape. But as they return to New York-with media storms rising, a billion-dollar lawsuit looming, and family expectations closing in-the real question emerges: Can a love born far from reality survive the world waiting for them? *** A sweeping, sapphic, slow-burn romance and the kind of love worth risking everything.

Atlas Magianima Black. Daughter of a famous Auror and an acclaimed Serial Killer, gifted with abilities far beyond her years, but, like most good things, there came a catch, one Atlas had been paying for since the day she was born. The name Magianima and the curse that came with it being just one. Basically, a Harry Potter rewrite but from an OC's point of view. Obviously, I don't own Harry Potter, and of course, she-who-must-not-be-named is the rightful owner. I just like to sh1tpost. POA ~ DH (Many, many, chapters ahead) Cover art by me.

Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most visible success story: a fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation polished to perfection. However, beneath the structure, Soleil is volatile. Petty. Bratty. Childish. Defiant in ways that don't belong in the world she dominates, and far less interested in discipline than she is in breaking it. When her father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to tolerate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply rooted in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through sanctuaries and society with quiet certainty, guided by devotion, restraint, and something far more rigid than faith. Willow does not bend, and when she cannot control something, she destroys it. They do not want to understand each other. But in a city that thrives on performance, the line between temptation and control becomes dangerously easy to cross.

Killing Me Softly is a dark, sapphic, age-gap erotic thriller of power, surrender, and the dangerous pull of obsession. A birthday trip to the infamous Club Lilith was supposed to be a one-night rebellion for Avery, a taste of a world far from her quiet life. She never expected to catch the eye of the club's enigmatic owner, Victoria. Elegant, powerful, and ruthless, Victoria deals in a very particular form of justice outside the law. When she sets her sights on Avery, she doesn't just pursue her - she unravels her. Seduced into a shadowy world where obsession is a weapon and morality is blurred, Avery is forced to confront a terrifying question: how far will she go for a woman who might save her, or destroy her?

Kelvin Smith was a man the world feared long before Damon ever met him. Heir to the Diamond Square luxury empire. Cold as winter marble. Untouchable. Unmerciful. A man whose name lived in the shadows of whispered rumors- illegal deals, ruthless decisions, and a beauty so sharp it felt dangerous to look at him for too long. To everyone else, Kelvin was a warning. But to Damon... he was a trap dressed like a man. Damon never meant to marry him. The contract was supposed to be simple- sign the papers, buy time for his family to repay what they owed, and walk away before Kelvin's world swallowed him whole. No promises. No affection. No future. But the moment Damon stands at the marriage registry and looks up at him- really looks- the truth hits him like a sin he never asked for. Kelvin isn't just powerful. He's breathtaking. Beautiful in a way that hurts. A quiet storm wrapped in a perfect suit, watching Damon with eyes that see every lie he tries to hide. Still, Damon tells himself it means nothing. He's only pretending. Acting. Buying time. Until fate betrays him. A legal complication forces him into Kelvin's mansion, into Kelvin's routines, into Kelvin's orbit- for six long, unforgiving months. Six months of sharp arguments and accidental softness. Six months of a cold man thawing, slowly, unwillingly, only for him. Six months of Damon's bratty fire clashing with Kelvin's calm dominance- until resistance becomes desire, desire becomes danger, and danger becomes something far more terrifying: Real feelings. He was never supposed to stay. Kelvin was never supposed to care. But somewhere between the tension, the stolen glances, and the nights neither of them will admit meant something... Damon becomes Kelvin's undoing. His weakness. His obsession. The sin he can't let go- even when letting go was the original deal. Their marriage began as a lie. But what grows between them? That might ruin them both. Or save them forever. ---

"i thought we were best friends?" i say holding onto her waist trying to control myself from taking her right here and right now. "ive never wanted to have my best friend fuck me till i cant walk." she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me hard. River Diaz a 17 y/o intersex girl thats been secretly in love with her best friend for 4 years, she loves art and photography and is trying to get into an art college. Jasmine Carter a 17 y/o girl that moved to rivers town 4 years ago and has always had a "girl crush" on river to scared to admit her true feelings, and dates men to cover up her love for her. will jasmine admit to herself how hopelessly in love she is with river or keep denying it? lowercase intended!