Dr. Yoko Apasra Lertprasert built her life from scratch. As a renowned surgeon, she's known for her resilience, a woman who climbed her way to the top after losing her family. Focused and unstoppable, Yoko's life is predictable, stable, and entirely her own. Until one night, a patient arrives in her ER-an injured woman shrouded in shadows and secrets, trailed by fear and power. Faye Peraya Malisorn, a name whispered with dread. Cold, calculating, and terrifyingly intense, Faye is the kind of woman who walks through fire without flinching. Rich beyond imagination and with a heart hardened by secrets, Faye commands a world where mercy is weakness and betrayal costs blood. From the moment Yoko meets Faye, her orderly world shatters. Faye is dangerous, unpredictable, and fascinating in a way Yoko can't ignore. Drawn into a game she never asked to play, Yoko will face not just the mystery that is Faye, but also a past she thought she left behind. When a doctor's steady hands meet a mafia's ruthless heart, lives change, and a deadly attraction threatens to consume them both.

Taylor is the heiress to the Italian Mafia. Her father would only allow her to take over if she settles down. Willow is a normal girl kinda. Her father and mother have always despised Mher(she doesn't know why) They've abused her since she was younger. Finally they decided to sell her hand in marriage to Taylor. . the two stayed far away from eacheother during the show e theaaa medis a. they'd act loving in public but w inhen they were alone they avoided each other like the plague, only exchanging words with each other. I'm will this change? will they live happily ever after? read to find out 😉

18+‼️ READ BIO! This is a compilation of smuts. These stories are vividly described, spicy, and highly effective. Some may be triggering, so read at your own risk. (Straight, GL, BL etc....) (Hey, we're all weird at this point) I see the sh$t you guys love to read and I'm here for it. I'm writing these for fun, so please don't be dramatic and tell me it's this or that. Reality and these are two completely different scenarios, so don't get too excited! These are just out of boredom, so feel free to add them to your collection and wait for new updates! ;) Apologies for any errors in the text. I'll re-edit them as soon as I have the opportunity! For clarification, my stories are not written by ChatGPT. (Again, I read the comments and laugh.) They're all my original ideas and work. I have various writing styles, and I'm actively working on improving my writing techniques. You'll notice the difference in every story, and that's the point. The first few are mostly old ones I wrote when I was in high school for fun. They're also new ones I've created. So, my apologies if they seem weird and unexplainable. That's what makes stories interesting; you don't want to read boring stuff and get bored. Anyways, enjoy!!

Just BL and GL Oneshots ⚠- NSFW (Originally Posted on Ao3 as Standalone fics) Account- https://archiveofourown.org/users/Flip_flop10

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This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

"Kiss me," I whispered, the need dripping off of my soft voice a tangible weight in the air. Renata leaned closer, sending a jolt through my flushed body. But just before our lips could meet, she paused, her gaze holding mine captive, "You first," a challenge laced in her lowered voice. I drew in a deep breath when her hand pressed firmly against my back, curving my body closer to hers. "Me?" I echoed in surprised. A knowing smirk played on her lips, "If you want me to kiss you," she began, her voice a drawn-out whisper-tightening her grip around me and easily molding me to her body, "Then do it yourself." ♛ In a world of royal alliances and high-tech mergers, soon-to-be Queen Azura finds herself entangled in a dangerous game of sex scandals and murder when she forms an alliance with the headstrong Renata Rivera, the CEO of a powerful cyber security firm. As accusations fly and dark secrets emerge, Azura must navigate the endless waters of betrayal and deceit, unaware of what truths could lurk in the shadows. And with tensions rising and alliances shifting, Azura must quickly decide who to trust. But she quickly learns to never trust anyone, especially in a world built purely to destroy anyone who dares to enter it.

Book 1 of "Bloodlust" series. "I'm going to give you one chance to answer me. Where is she?" She asked, looking into my eyes. I looked back at her, terrified. "I swear that I don't know what you're talking about!" I answered, starting to shiver. She smiled wickedly. "You know, the only reason I sent my brother away was because I wanted to interrogate you myself. Whatever he would have done to you doesn't even begin to compare with what I'm going to do to you if you don't answer me. So... One more time. Where. Is. She?" She said, in a condescending tone, as if she was explaining something to a child. "Look, if you want to kill me go ahead. I don't know anything." I said, looking into her eyes and faking the confidence that I definitely didn't have. She looked at me, cocking her head to the side, and for a few seconds I though she wouldn't to anything. My relief didn't last though as she laughed coldly and looked at me with a half smile. Her laughter was beautiful, even though it sent shivers down my spine. It was the same with her eyes and smile. All of which showed me that she wasn't kidding. "Where did you get the necklace?" She asked. I froze, was that what that was all about? I didn't know! "I told you before, my dad left it to me, I swear." I said truthfully. She looked at me for a few seconds, thinking. I couldn't shake the feeling that everything about her was cold. "Well, even if you don't know anything, she'll come for you. And I will have the answers I want." She said with indifference before adding huskily in my ear. "And... I think we can have some fun together while you stay. Don't you agree?" She said as she laughed again and gave me her signature smile. Everything about her showed me that she wanted to hurt me and even more. She wanted me, in every way possible. Rated M(Mature content): Contains triggering content, read at your own risk.

The story of how a shy elementary teacher still exploring her sexuality becomes involved with two of her student's mother. - *Contains strong language, mention of alcohol abuse, and mature scenes solely for the purpose of the storyline I own all the rights to this story. This story is a work of fiction. All characters, names, businesses, events, and incidents are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. - *Originally had over 1 million reads *The story is completed but a rewrite is being considered in the future !! The original cover has been changed. Full credit goes to the owner of the photo (found on Pinterest)

A lesbian Christmas romance between a mafia boss and a designer hired for Christmas. Maybe Christmas isn't the most joyful time of the year...