Asha Monroe was born a ghost-beautiful, silent, and invisible to the violent world her family ruled. But behind the silk and shadow, she was trained as Circe, the deadliest assassin no one ever saw coming. When her brother is murdered and a hidden war threatens the fragile balance of New York's criminal empires, Asha returns to reclaim her legacy. But she never expected Nikolai Volkov-heir to the Russian Bratva, cold-blooded strategist, and a man obsessed with her darkness. When he uncovers her secret, he doesn't run-he tries to claim her. Bound by blood, betrayal, and a brutal alliance, Asha and Nikolai become fire and gasoline. But when a forgotten enemy resurfaces-one who shares Asha's blood and wants to use her as a pawn-their forbidden love may ignite a war neither of them can survive.

In the world of werewolves and luxury fashion, love isn't just forbidden-it's deadly. After the tragic death of her parents, Anaya Minus moves to New York City, stepping into a life of unimaginable wealth and privilege. At her new elite school, she quickly learns that the top feeders are not just heirs to vast fortunes-they're also werewolves, and none is more powerful than Elio Amante, the future Alpha of his pack and heir to his family's world-renowned Italian fashion house. Arrogant, rebellious, and betrothed to another, Elio is everything Anaya should avoid. But their chemistry is undeniable, and soon they are entangled in a dangerous romance. Elio's feelings for Anaya, a human, threaten to tear apart the werewolf hierarchy, destroy his fashion legacy, and bring his family to the brink of war. With rival packs circling, and Elio's place as Alpha in jeopardy, Anaya and Elio's love could ignite a battle between tradition and desire, loyalty and rebellion. In the glamorous but ruthless world of luxury and werewolves can their love survive, or will it cost them everything?

Six months of contracts. Zero sleep. One promise: on Friday at 5:00, Topaz Lee is off the clock and off the grid. The curvy, sharp accounts manager has earned a week of sun and selective amnesia-until a wrong table and a louder room put her in the crosshairs of people who think price tags equal pedigree. Enter Jae-Hyun Choi and Jin-Jae Choi-Seoul's billionaire brothers and heirs to a chaebol empire. In their world, bloodlines are currency, women are vetted like mergers, and an American Black woman from "nowhere" is a scandal, not a soulmate. But Topaz is nobody's cautionary tale. She negotiates empires for breakfast. She laughs at velvet ropes. And when a public slight turns into a viral storm, the brothers learn the one thing money can't buy: her respect-or her yes. Boardrooms become battlegrounds. Family councils become trials. Desire becomes dangerous. If she steps inside their world, she risks being remade to fit it. If she walks away, she loses the men who saw her fire and didn't flinch. Is Topaz the gemstone that cracks an empire-or the girl the empire crushes? Read CHAEBOL TOPAZ for class war, culture clash, slow-burn heat, and a love bold enough to break a dynasty. #COMPLETED ⛔️TRIGGER WARNING: This story is MATURE. There are explicit depictions of sexual acts written within the context of this story. If this is offensive or triggering for you, please do not read this story. Thanks.⛔️ *AMAZON PUBLISHED BOOKS ARE EDITED TO REFLECT CHANGES NOT AVAILABLE ON WATTPAD* ****EXPLICIT SEX SCENES- 18+****

Curvy Obsession is a dark romance that blurs the line between desire and danger. Against a soft beige backdrop, a sharply dressed man stands half-shadowed, his presence calm, controlled, and quietly threatening. He doesn't reach for her. He doesn't need to. His gaze alone claims space. In front of him stands a curvy, dark-skinned woman, confident yet unreadable. Her posture is strong, her expression defiant, unaware that one reckless moment has drawn her into a world she doesn't understand. Elegance wraps her curves, not to invite attention, but to own it. The contrast is intentional. Light and shadow. Innocence and obsession. Choice and consequence. The title,Curvy Obsession, rests boldly across the cover, a promise and a warning. This is not a love story built on safety. It is one built on fixation, power, and the cost of being seen by the wrong man. I post 3 chapters every day

join ivy and Owen on their fast faced loved story as childhood best-friends who never admitted their feelings for each other before they separated. - renee ᥫ᭡ started - 26 • 07 • 24 ended - 18 • 11 • 24 #1 in simplistic 27/07/24 #1 in black women 05/08/24 #1 in biracial 06/08/24 #1 in bwwm 08/11/24 #1 in childhood friends 08/11/24 #1 in British 23/08/25 #2 in AfricanAmerican 23/08/25 #2 in whiteboyblackgirl 05/10/24 #2 in white 22/10/24 #2 in sexual themes 29/10/24 #3 in British 29/05/25 #4 in grumpyxsunshine 12/08/24 #8 in biracial 23 /09/24

TW: This story contains themes of grooming, emotional manipulation, and domestic violence. Please read with care. Calia Jean Rivers has always been the quiet one. Smart, gentle, invisible in all the ways that kept her safe... until the night her cousin drags her to a party she never planned on attending. That's where she meets Adrian Hale - older, beautiful in a dangerous way, and sweet enough to feel safe. Sweet enough to trust. Sweet enough to fall for. But sweetness can be a mask. And the closer CJ gets to him, the more she realizes love can feel warm... right up until it burns.

The second installment of the Family Business Saga is told from both the perspectives of Janae and Roman Marchetti. Just like any other married couple they have trials and tribulation, but when the Marchetti family business starts to come between the two of them. Janae finds herself question her position in her husband's life and Roman begins to question if the business is worth it if it means he might lose his wife.

Some are born original. Some are forced to become. Esha was a woman who saw through the world as a guest, possessing it was never a question-hope of belonging, giving more than taking-remaining invisible fit like a glove instead. A man like Antares, waltzed into her life, promising the universe in exchange for her trust. The world she stood on tilted, the heart murmured fears, the body recoiled in memory of hands unbidden, the mind curled into itself hoping to have dreamt it away, while the soul recognized a kindred spirit. Yet when two wounded strangers recognize themselves in each other, the personas they built to survive begin to fracture. How to trust a woman whose scars marred the body like ink? How to trust a man whose skin bleeds from his very sins? What to make of kithship so visceral-it possesses the body in stupor? Who were they when no one was watching? A story of identity. Complexity. And the selves we keep becoming. Reader discretion is advised. Updates every Wednesday, 12:00 AM EDT.

"What do you want, Ameera?" His eyes darted to the kitchen door for a second, praying no one would come in. But she didn't care, she never did. Despite him being taller than her 5'11 frame, she was the one in control. Just how she liked it. A slender finger trailed across his impeccable jawline, running down his Adam's apple; and stopped at the top of his chest where she had already undone the first two buttons of his shirt. He was nervous, she could tell, but continued anyway. And without breaking eye contact, the words spilt from her plump lips like water. "What do I want?" she chuckled lowly, "I want to absolutely wreck you, take you apart in every way and put you back together. Then do it all over again, baby boy." He knew how blunt she was, but never expected her to say that; hence his speechlessness. His freckled cheeks were painted rosette with a blush that prolonged up to his ears. Aarav's flushed demeanour made her amused, but she stepped back nonetheless. The bottle of wine they originally come for was abandoned on the counter, so she took it up and placed it in his large hands. "All in due time, baby, I can wait. You can go now." And so he did, not an ounce of hesitation in his steps due to his nervousness. She leaned her self against the counter as she watched him leave, and it took everything in her not to pull him back and thoroughly ravish him. She wasn't sure what it was that hindered her. The fact that he was ten years her senior. The fact of his wife being in the other room. Or the fact that he was her pastor. ~~~ In which a girl accidentally sends a nude to her pastor. Highest Rankings #2 in olderman #10 in softboy #13 in different #27 in fierce The pictures used in the book does not belong to me. Cover marvellously done by @MiaBSmith.