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The Colour of Quiet by aYm8e16
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Elara has spent her entire life hiding in the quiet spaces between shadows. When she and her brother Caleb are sent to live with half-siblings they barely know, they must relearn what family truly means. Together, they find strength in silence, healing in unspoken bonds, and hope in the softest colours of quiet.
solana by conniesluver
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*NOT EDITED* "You're mine to kiss," he murmured against my skin, his mouth moving to my neck, pressing soft, slow kisses there. "Mine to love." Roman's lips continued to trace lower, lingering along my cleavage longer than I anticipated. His kisses were slow, deliberate, leaving behind a warmth I couldn't ignore. I felt the pressure of his mouth against my skin, each soft touch making it harder to resist him. His lips pressed against my skin, and I felt him leave a mark, a hickey right at the curve of my breast. My breath hitched as he pulled away slightly to look at the mark he left, his eyes dark with desire. I could see the need in his eyes-the hunger for me, the desperation. "If I ever catch you with another man again, Solana." he said in a low voice, his words practically a warning, "I'll kill him." first story please be kind!! will be smut but not a lot.
Fate by SabbiePar
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(Short story) "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace." His voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal. I stop breathing. The air thickens, electric, heavy like the sky before a storm breaks. Everything stills, but the static between us crackles like it's seconds from combusting. His breath fans across my lips-close, so close-but still not touching. My heart slams against my ribs, erratic and loud, like it's trying to break free from my chest. Then his hand finds my jaw. His palm is rough, warm, grounding-but the look in his eyes? That's a wildfire. Just heat and hunger and something darker. "I..." The word is a whisper, barely there, shaky and useless. I can't finish it. His nose brushes mine in the softest graze, but there's nothing innocent about the way he's looking at me. Like he's seconds away from tearing me apart. Like he's been starving for this. "Say something" he murmurs, voice thick, his eyes flicking to my mouth. My lips part, not to speak, but because I need to breathe, to taste the tension curling like smoke around us. His thumb drags across my lower lip, slow and deliberate. My knees damn near buckle. I grab the front of his shirt, clutching it in both fists like he's the only thing tethering me to the ground. He leans in closer. And then his lips brush mine. Barely. A whisper of a kiss, soft enough to make me shiver. Then he kisses me again.
Contrasting Similarities by CarterIsabelle
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How can people be so similar yet so different? How can situations be strange yet so familiar? Twins Amira and Aurora were put under the custody of their mother when they were five. So much has happened since then. But what was the worst was the loss they've experienced. The sadness one of them has felt and the pain she has endured. They live for each other. They have their contrasts and their similarities. But one thing for sure is common. Priorities. The first priority is their other half. Their twin. But what happens when the situation leads them back to their brothers who were left in their biological father's custody? What happens when they finally receive the sibling love they couldn't give each other yet they both craved? What happens when they are forced to escape their own bubbles and experience what true care and affection is? And along the way, they discover the contrasting similarities, that help them heal and discover a different kind of love yet so similar. TW: Mentions of Abuse, Death and Schizophrenia.
Wings of Fate by imaprofessionalhater
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Adam never believed in magic until the night he saved a woman with wings. Wandering through the forest, he stumbles upon Lysandra, a breathtaking fairy with silver-lit wings, wounded and barely conscious. Against all logic, he takes her home, unaware that he's just entangled himself in a world he was never meant to know. Lysandra is a creature of light and enchantment, bound to a realm where humans are nothing more than a fleeting myth. She knows she should leave, disappear before the fairy court realizes she's broken their most sacred rule-revealing herself to a human. But something about Adam keeps her from flying away. He's kind, protective, and his touch ignites a warmth she's never known before. As Adam helps her heal, a forbidden love blossoms between them. He shows her the beauty of the human world-sunrises over the ocean, music that stirs the soul, and love that isn't bound by magic but by choice. And Lysandra? She makes Adam believe in the impossible. But the fairy realm does not forgive those who break its laws. When Lysandra's people discover her secret, she's given a choice-return to her world and erase all memories of the man she loves, or risk everything to be with him. Will they find a way to bridge the impossible gap between their worlds? Or will fate tear them apart before they even have a chance?
intrepidity by softpixels
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Aurora's life had always been about survival, each day a quiet battle against fear and pain. When her stepfather was finally arrested, she thought the fight was over. But leaving one dangerous world meant stepping into another-one she didn't fully understand. Now, she's living with seven older brothers she barely knows, their lives a tangle of secrets and shadows they never speak of. Their house is loud, protective, and filled with rules she's afraid to break. For Aurora, it's a new kind of survival. For her brothers, it's a chance to keep her safe-no matter what it takes.
BABY  by SweetTreatsForAll
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Rose has spent her life in the shadows quiet, reserved, and invisible. But when Luciano Gomez steps into her world, she learns what it means to be seen. Luciano doesn't ask. He takes. He calls her BABY in a voice that drips with possession, staking his claim with every touch, every whispered demand. Wealthy, ruthless, and dangerously obsessed, he craves Rose in a way that borders on madness. She's his to protect. His to spoil. His to break. She should run. She knows it. But when a man like Luciano decides you belong to him... There's nowhere left to hide. #1 in CONTROL #1 in AdultRomance #1 in Luxury
Tempting me by NATSNOTGAY
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Natalie Wilson. Star Hockey Center and Captain for the WestHampton Warriors. She's had a crush on Scarlett Santoro since the 8th grade when she let her borrow her pencil for .5 seconds. Too bad the girl of her dreams is straight cheerleading goddess. Scarlett Santoro. Blonde cheerleading goddess. Captain of the cheer squad and daughter of Gordon Santoro, owner of the Minnesota Wild. She's a closed book. No one is close enough to know what her deal is. But she's opening it for Natalie. They are thrown together by a locker door (literally) and their friendship blossoms into something a little more. !!Told from Natalie's point of view!! THERE IS A BOOK 2! OFFICIALLY OUT 4/20/24
Dominic |18+| by onlyshannon
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Dominic Romanov, a mafia boss who spends the night with a beautiful woman who leaves him wanting more than what he bargained for. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱, 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯. "𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘊𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯." 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘔𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 - 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵. 𝘐 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. "𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵."