Summer was always meant to be forbidden. I was never meant to fall in love with her. I'm twice her age and her father's best friend. One passionate night leads to a forbidden romance full of secrets, and drama. Can our love outshine everything else? I've always had a crush on Mason, years of pining after a man I could never have, until one forbidden night that leads us on a rollercoaster of emotions. Can my heart take any more heartbreak? With his crazy fiancé in the picture and our unborn daughter to protect, can I keep everything together before it all comes alight? (This book contains lots of mature contents and sex scenes) 18+ Please note I am dyslexic so they will be some grammar and spelling mistakes.

They had known each other forever, she was his younger sister's best friend, hell he had viewed her as another little sister. He was the bad boy, the son of the President of the local motorcycle club and she wanted nothing but him. He wanted nothing but to see her get out of their small town and away from them and the trouble that comes from being part of the MC. But they can't avoid each other forever, and 6 years later she is moving home and about to become a very big thorn in his side...one he can't get rid of and he isn't sure he even wants to try this time.

"I bet your boyfriend never made you feel the way I did." Despite her frown, Macy's face flushed a crimson red color and it earned a seductive, one sided smile from William. "See you around, big sis." Twelve years after living abroad, William Sinclair returned home, not as the scrawny, annoying kid Macy used to know. But as a tall, sexy man who was hell bent on teasing her. Macy was irritated by his constant annoyance and the fact that he had stolen the chance for her to become the family's CEO. But soon, she began to realize that her feelings towards her vexatious step brother had changed completely and was leaning towards something sensual.

⚠️ Content Warning ⚠️ This story is not safe. It's addictive, explicit, and threaded with triggers that bite. It drags you through obsession, trauma, and the kind of desire that hurts as much as it heals. If you can't handle morally grey men, broken women, or the thin line between love and ruin, stop here. If you can... keep reading. I thought monsters only lived in the dark, until I was framed for a murder I didn't commit and dragged into a world that felt darker than any nightmare. Where he was. Where he's always been. Watching me. He doesn't love. He claims what's his and destroys anyone who touches it. I tried to run from the shadow that haunts me, but somehow, every time, I end up running straight back to him. He's danger wrapped in devotion. My curse. My obsession. My undoing. I should fear him. And I do. But fear doesn't stop the pulse between my thighs. Or the way my heart betrays me when he whispers my name like a threat and a prayer. They call it madness. I call it survival. Because in his darkness, I stopped being hunted. I became the desire. He's the shadow I was meant to run from, but the one who left his hunger burning deep inside me.

"You want this, flower? You want me to fuck you with my knife while I suck on your cunt?" *** Lily's yearning for love clashes with a cruel arranged marriage and years of abuse. Amidst her torment, fate leads her to the enigmatic and ruthless don of the Italian Mafia, a man with a dark past and a heart stained with the blood of his deeds. Their meeting sparks an intense connection, igniting a forbidden bond that intertwines love with the allure of their shared pasts. Inspired loosely by Beauty and The Beast. [[word count: 90,000-100,000]] Highest Rankings: #1 in Sexual Themes #1 in Adult Romance #1 in Mature Themes #1 in Disney Princess #2 in Black Woman #2 in Retelling

'Fuck you,' I breathed, pulling away from the kiss, searching his eyes. He was enjoying it. 'If you keep saying that, maybe you will someday,' he teased, his fingers going into the waistband. Feeling his smooth, long fingers on the skin of my pussy sent shockwaves through my body. He was staring at me, watching my every reaction, and I dared not to look away. I won't give him the satisfaction that I'm enjoying this. 'Feisty, huh?' he taunted, before his fingers slipped to my folds. I could feel my wetness coating his fingers, and I hated myself for getting so wet because of him. ──── ୨୧ ──── Four years ago, he shattered her dignity with a joke at a pool party Not just anyone - her brother's best friend. At fifteen, heartbroken and humiliated by Nolan Delacroix, Liselle left for Spain on a scholarship. Now nineteen, she's older, colder, and has no interest in making peace, especially not with him. She was supposed to spend her last summer in Spain, soaking in the sun with friends. But thanks to her mum's honeymoon plans, she's forced to return home -well to Nolan's home. Living under their roof she's determined to ignore him. Until his swim partner gets injured. Until he begs her to help train for the biggest swimming competition in Spain. She says no then she says yes. Hate turns out to be a really good motivator. So does lust. They agree to keep it physical, a distraction for the summer. Just skin to skin. But the water isn't the only thing heating up. Tension rises, so do the feelings she thought she buried. She swears she hates him, and he swears he hates her, then why can't they keep their hands off each other? Now, Liselle is torn between the country that freed her and the boy who ignites everything. She must decide: Will she dive into the past or swim toward the future? 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄: ❥mature/sexual themes/smut ❥alcohol references ❥language Started- July 19th, Finished- July 31st

His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

Carla is a 23-year-old social worker assigned to a youth center for unaccompanied migrant boys. Idealistic, educated, and armed with theory, she believes she can "save" them - if only she understands their "trauma". But the boys aren't victims. They're predators. And Carla? She's their new project. What starts as a mission of empathy becomes a descent into humiliation, desire, and surrender. They tell her to dress better. They tell her to open her mouth. They tell her to spread her legs. And she listens. Because she thinks she's helping. But deep down... she's been waiting for this. This is not a love story. This is not a rescue. This is the surrender of a woman who thought she was strong... until they showed her how weak she really was. You can check our website to listen to the AUDIOBOOK of this novel.

When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.