In a land ruled by steel, silence, and obedience... she was never meant to exist. Found at the edge of the ocean with skin unlike anyone the land had ever seen, Sade grew up where beauty is bought and freedom is a myth - a brothel that taught her one rule above all: Be unseen, or be owned. So she hides. Her body. Her voice. Her light. Until the night blood spills behind the brothel walls. A blade at her throat. A stranger's arms around her. And a samurai who looks at her... like he's just discovered something the world should not have. Takeda Haru is a man feared by many and moved by none. He does not save people. He does not hesitate. And he does not want. Until her. Now, he watches. He searches. He returns. Because something about her refuses to leave his mind. But Sade knows men like him. Men who take. Men who own. Men who never ask. And she would rather disappear... than belong to anyone. Yet the more she runs, the closer he gets. And in a world where she was never meant to be seen... What happens when the most dangerous man alive refuses to look away?

In the fading grandeur of 1874 Tuscany, a young restoration specialist arrived at Villa Laurent with nothing but a damaged portrait, a locked cottage, and questions no one wished to answer. Cassia Drake had inherited fragments of a history that the noble Laurent family had spent generations burying beneath marble and roses. What she had not expected was the young count who guarded those secrets with the same ferocity he guarded his own wounded heart. Lorenzo Laurent was bound by duty, betrothed by tradition, and trained since birth to sacrifice desire for legacy. Their worlds were never meant to collide. Yet every locked room they opened together, every storm they weathered in silence, and every truth they unearthed from the estate's shadowed past drew them into an intimacy neither could name, and neither could survive admitting. As the seasons turned from blooming spring to frost-covered winter, Cassia and Lorenzo discovered that some inheritances were more dangerous than wealth, some devotions more costly than obedience, and some houses remembered every heartbreak that had ever happened within their walls. Between masquerade balls where identities were hidden and exposed, opera houses where passion was performed but never permitted, and gardens where dead roses held living secrets, they found themselves caught in a web of obsession, betrayal, and desire that threatened to unravel everything the Laurent name had been built to protect. This was not a story of rescue. It was a story of two people who had to decide whether love was worth the destruction of everything they had been raised to believe, and whether a heart could survive being truly seen. ©️ _RelleLebby_// R. L.

She wasn't supposed to survive that shipwreck. She wasn't supposed to wash up on Joseon soil, branded as palace property, then outlast a court built to erase women like her. She definitely wasn't supposed to become the thing Crown Prince Jaehyun couldn't stop thinking about. But survival never asked permission. What started as dangerous proximity-her, a possession; him, the throne itself-slowly became something neither had words for and neither could afford. This is a slow burn inside a world gorgeous and brutal in equal measure, where love isn't comfort, it's collision, and every step forward costs blood. Enemies to lovers. Forbidden love. Palace intrigue. A crown prince raised to control everything met the one thing he could not command. Their attraction was inconvenient. Unclean. Unsafe. And it cost them more than they ever imagined. This is not a fairy tale. This is survival wrapped in silk, desire measured in bruises, and love that lives in the space between a brand and a touch. If you want softness without stakes, this isn't your story. If you want something that burns slowly and leaves marks you don't forget, open the gate. © _RelleLebby_// R. L.

Alani has always yearned for the kind of love she reads about in her favorite books, someone who thinks about her every waking moment and chooses her without question. Since she's never had that in real life, she escapes into fictional worlds, imagining herself as the main character. But one night changes everything. On her graduation night, before leaving for college, an unexpected encounter sets her life on a path she never saw coming. As she begins her college journey, Alani finds herself living a story that feels straight out of her favorite romance novels-with the one person she never expected to fall for.

State of Affairs ⚖︎ "You missed a talking point on page four, Governor," I said, sliding the briefing file across his heavy mahogany desk. Tennyson didn't look at the file. His dark eyes stayed locked on my mouth, completely devoid of the golden-man charm he'd just fed to a crowd of thousands. "Lock the door, Milan," he murmured, his voice low and exhausted. "You have a press briefing in ten minutes, sir. And your wife is waiting in the lobby." He stepped around the desk, invading my space until the scent of cedar and expensive bourbon swallowed me whole. His hand brushed my waist, his thumb pressing possessively against my hip. "I don't care," he breathed, his facade finally shattering. "Lock the damn door." 🏛️ To the world, 𝐆𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐬 is untouchable. He is the state's golden man, a devoted husband, and a man with a spotless reputation. Everyone worships the ground he walks on. Everyone except his executive assistant, 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐚. Milan has a strict two-year plan: survive the Governor's temper, secure her recommendation letter, and catch a one-way flight to Washington, D.C. Her job description: hand him his black coffee, fix his crooked ties, and treat the most powerful man in the state like a normal human being. But her immunity is exactly what breaks him. Behind the heavy oak doors of his office, Tennyson sheds his perfect mask. He is cynical, ruthless, and spiraling into a dark, desperate obsession with the only woman who doesn't want anything from him. He becomes addicted to her warmth and slowly to her. As late nights at the office blur into a secret arrangement, Milan thinks she has the situation under control. But she doesn't know that Tennyson's public life is a PR lie. She doesn't know that the Governor has absolutely no intention of letting her go. 'Cause what the Governor needs, the Governor gets.

Ashen Forest is not a place meant for the living, it breathes rot and secrets, feeds on bones, and never gives back what it takes. When Aelira Thorne enters its cursed depths searching for her brother, she expects death, what she doesn't expect is Kaelon Veyr. A masked hunter wrapped in shadows, bound to a beast, and carrying a power older than the kingdom itself. He saves her life, but saving her does not mean sparing her or does it? Kaelon is a different breed that she has never seen a Dusk-born. The last of a fallen race once meant to guard balance, now reduced to myth and fear. He does not trust easily or love at all. And yet, something about Aelira fractures the silence he has lived inside for centuries. Trapped together in a forgotten cottage at the edge of ruin, desire coils where it should not. Dreams bleed into reality. Longing becomes dangerous. And the forest watches, patient and hungry. Because Ashen Forest does not tolerate bonds, the past does not forgive bloodlines and loving a monster may cost more than a heart. In a world where survival demands silence and power demands sacrifice, Aelira must decide: Will she run from the darkness... Or let it claim her completely?

Introducing Dilara Wilder and Cyrus Reed our mains for Fallen crown. ******* I followed him, confused, until I saw him dragging out my suitcases. He went to my closet and started throwing clothes out like they were leaves he was sweeping off the yard. "Get away from my clothes." I tried to pry them from his hands. His height and strength worked against me. "I gave you a choice. You refused." "No, stop. Get away." I pushed him. He didn't budge. I threw a punch. He caught my wrists before I knew it, lifted me off the ground, and carried me to the bed. I screamed, scratched, thrashed. He didn't let go. He pinned me down with one hand and his knee. Pure muscle. He pulled out my shirt and belt, tying me to the bedpost, in a manner I could only describe as effortless. "That ought to tame you a bit." "You're dead. I'll report you. I'll deport you back to-" "Well, too bad for you. I'm a citizen here. You racist." "I'll still report you. I hate you. I wish you'd drop dead." "Thats not very nice, sweetheart." *****************************'************ Author's note That was a bit intense for first interaction. Well my bad, why don't you come in and read from chapter 1 to see how we got here. Don't voted to vote, comment and share your thoughts.cant wait to see which playlist yall save this one in. See you inside With love Author Enee

At Penbrook University, Ava Williams has always been the epitome of success-an honors student, president of the student senate, and a paragon of ambition. With a reputation for excellence and an image carefully crafted to reflect her dedication, Ava has never been one to take risks. But everything changes when a seemingly innocent charity calendar photo goes viral, capturing her in a provocative pose with Jaxon Reyes, the university's infamous rugby star and notorious womanizer. Jaxon, the polar opposite of Ava, thrives on chaos and attention. While Ava's life is meticulously planned, Jaxon lives for the thrill of the moment, his good looks and shameless antics making him a campus legend. Their worlds couldn't be more different, yet the scandalous photo forces them into each other's orbit in the most explosive way possible. With Ava's reputation on the line and Jaxon's careless charm threatening to pull her deeper into his chaotic world, the two are forced to team up to manage the fallout. As they navigate the media frenzy, they uncover more than just the truth behind the scandal-they find an undeniable attraction that neither can ignore. In a battle between reputation and desire, Ava and Jaxon must decide if they can overcome their differences and build something real, or if their fleeting connection will be another casualty of the spotlight.

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 a girl with 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 plant-based abilities has spent her whole life in isolation under the only mother she knows. ...Everything changes when a dangerous 𝐦𝐚𝐧 on the 𝐫𝐮𝐧 breaks into her house in the forest and neither of them leaves the same.

"Do you know what it feels like to sweat in bed, Bailey? Have you ever felt your body giving out, but being so consumed that you don't want to stop?" He looked up into her eyes with a predatory gleam. "It's raw, passionate, insatiable fucking. That's the carnal experience, and you've never felt it." *** After getting dumped over the phone two weeks before her wedding, thirty-year-old Silver Bailey's perfect life seems to come to an emotional stand-still. Her fiancé of ten years is gone, her wedding arrangements have to be cancelled, and she has to endure a work trip with the one person she despises the most in the world. Jared (Insert Expletive Here) Jung, also known as her ex's best friend. The two of them have been at loggerheads since the first time they met. Jared doesn't like her even a little bit, and Silver reciprocates in kind. Now, caught in a complicated situation, the two of them have to face tolerating each other for the sake of their professionalism, but a few unintentional peeks and a moment of carelessness between the two leads to an attraction that puts the burning sun to shame. Jared picks at the loose threads on the uptight Silver, and the unwound woman responds in kind with more than a fair share of jabs. One week, one bed, two hotheads. What could go wrong with that level of spice?