𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓 believes that she will never be tied down to a man. Much to her free-spirited nature, she feels trapped by the thought of settling down, but when a handsome newcomer captures her attention, she becomes entranced by the sheer need of keeping him to herself. "𝐒𝐢, 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐟. 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. "𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡? 𝐈𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞?" 𝐈 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬. 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬. "𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤-𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞." [COMPLETED ✔]

Rosalind Hart Power has a voice. Low. Controlled. Velvet wrapped steel. And when it called my name, I answered... without hesitation. I only came to Infernum for a job. Just a few hours of bookkeeping, buried in the quiet corners of a club that pulsed with secrets. But nothing here is quiet for long. Lucian Black. Zane Romano. Xander Wolfe. Kade Riven. Men who command the room like the world owes them worship. Their gazes pinned me, branded me like a promise and a threat wrapped in silk. "You don't run from us, little Rose," Lucian whispered, brushing his thumb against my lip. "You kneel." I should've been terrified. But instead... I trembled. Not with fear. With need. Because there's something terrifyingly beautiful about surrendering to men who could destroy you. Something addictive about being seen, truly seen by eyes that strip away your defenses. They didn't ask for my heart. They claimed it. Silently. Completely. And I think... A part of me always wanted to be claimed. © 2025 by S. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without permission of the author.

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"

~complete~ Lilith Ashford was a name you'd easily hear in the hospital hallways but you wouldn't spot her easily until you were keen enough. She was usually in the spotlight yet not clearly seen. No one concentrated enough on her until a new medic is hired and he begins showing up everywhere she is. They say that he's cold and aloof, always minding his business and rarely interacting with the other staff but why does he keep trying to help everytime Lilith finds herself in a fix? ✪ ✪ ✪ "My eyes," for a moment, my hands stopped shaking and my attention instantly shifted to him. "Look into them when you get too overwhelmed," He uttered softly as he held the tiny palm of my hand against his. I followed the pattern of his breathing, firmly grasping onto his hand and the edge of his white coat as the lift went up to the fortieth floor. Not once did my eyes deter from his.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You're so wet for me, baby," Dante mumbles. "Now spread your fucking legs," when I do, he whispers "you're so obedient, such a good girl." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ava has it all - everything paid for by her millionaire mother, Katy an amazing friend, and now a sexy bodyguard watching her every move. But once Dante walks into her life, things start to change. Her life is in danger and they are constantly on the run - but from what? Ava wonders. What does her mother really do for a living? Dante, Ava's new bodyguard, has a dark past he's not willing to share yet. He's been assigned to protect her and nothing more - he's been forbidden from telling her the truth, from forming any relationship with her and from hurting her. Unfortunately, he seems to be failing at all three. What happens when their fates intertwine further than expected and love begins to blossom? Will they make it out alive? Or will their desire turn sour once Ava learns the truth - about everything. #10 in curvy girl (22/9/23) #32 in forbidden romance (22/9/23) #98 in bodyguard (22/9/23) #218 in sexual (23/9/23) [WARNING: this content is designed for a mature audience. This story contains violence, blood, swearing, sexual references as well as assault. If you find these topics uncomfortable please do not read. Also please note all characters and the story line are fictional] [COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: all images in this story are the property of their respective owners. No copyright infringement intended. Cover art by 🦢 found on Pinterest] ~ authors notes ~ I'm a beginner writer so this won't be the best but I plan to improve as I write more!

"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

Elena's life had been peaceful, until the day she was forced to join the Godson family to pay off a debt that had been owed for generations before hers. To complicate things, Elena had captured the unwanted attention of the youngest son of the Godson family, Griffin Godson. Elena is determined to erase this debt once and for all while staying out of Griffin's way. What she didn't count on was Griffin's determination to be in her way. --- So much for a little rest, one hour had already passed. I stretch my arms over my head to hopefully gets better blood flow " Sleeping on the job?" Came a low husky voice My body went rigid. My eyes instantly snapped toward the source. On my bed, in gray sweatpants, a fitted white t-shirt stretches over his big body with one knee slightly bend as he sits comfortably with his back against the bedpost, flipping through my book. Griffin. My body remains rooted on the spot, my eyes peek at the door. I locked it, right? Griffin leisurely places the book back on the bedside table before turning his full attention toward me. Should I make a run for it? " Don't even think about it, Elena. If I have to catch you, I will throw you on this bed." His eyes steadfastly fixed on me I swallowed " What do you want?" I ask instead

• 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 '𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗦' 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 • There isn't a single ounce of fear projecting off him as he stands in front of me, his extreme level of authority practically radiating throughout the room. "Touch her again and the next bullet I fire will go through your fucking skull. Comprendere?" He warns, the threat clearly understood as the dozens of eyes around us become wide and fearful. .................................... Lula has always loved the idea of capturing memories and moments that will last forever. The ability to take a picture and know the memory of it will live on for as long as the people in it, possibly even more. That is, until the day she accidentally photographs something that will leave her regretting that one innocent click over and over. ....................................

"Remember all the nice stuff I said to you, Jules?" I ask, pulling out breathlessly from the kiss. She nods her head softly, staring at me confused, biting her lip in the most alluring way. "Good. Keep that in mind when I fuck you like I don't." • • • Single mother and gold medalist figure skater; Juliette Abridge is just trying to find a way to navigate life and her career as a young mother to her three year old daughter, Ophelia. It isn't until she finally decides to go looking for a nanny for her daughter that tattoo artist Theo Callahan came into her life. The unlikely pair become weary, until it is impossible to ignore the love that Theo has for Ophelia. When an overthinking mother falls for the man who pushes everyone away, what could go wrong? #1 in Forced Proximity #2 in Mature #4 in Tattoo Artist #1 in Ice Skating #2 in Grumpy