After two years of minimal contact, Hollywood presents an irresistible offer to former lovers Amel Cross, a multi-talented R&B icon, and Cierre Holyfield, a renowned actress. Despite their strained history, they find themselves cast as romantic leads in a blockbuster action-thriller film. As they work together to create a successful project, their past resurfaces, unleashing suppressed emotions and unresolved tensions. Their fragile façade of indifference slowly shatters as their reunion deepens. With the help of mutual friends and their newfound maturity, they strive to bury their vendettas and deliver award-winning performances. However, as they grow closer on and off the screen, the lines between reel and reality begin to blur, threatening to reignite a passionate affair. Top Rankings #6 in Luxury #9 in Wealth #12 in Stem #18 in Queer

[COMPLETE] He said nothing when he pushed me back onto the table, just looked at me like I was the only thing in the room worth touching. The gun on his hip pressed into my thigh. I didn't care. I pulled him closer. Rhys dragged his fingers down my ribs like he was counting them. "Keep looking at me like that," he muttered, "and I'll forget we're not supposed to make a mess here." My breath hitched. "Then forget." His smirk was sharp. Dangerous. Mine. And then his mouth was on my neck, and I stopped thinking entirely. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── As their worlds collide, sparks fly dangerously & irresistibly. Zariah needs the money, and Rhys is the perfect ally to make that happen. But as the lines blur between business and desire, Zariah realizes the price of working with Rhys may be higher than she ever imagined. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "Obsession cuts deeper than bullets when you're sleeping with the enemy" - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#syndicate (19/08/25)

☽ "𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦" ⤷ 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘸𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴. 𝗝𝗝𝗞 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖

#1 In manipulation 8/12/25 #1 in poetic 8/12/25 #1 in bwwm 9/2/25 #2 in dark romance 9/3/25 #1 in high school drama 9/7/25 #1 darkskin Since people don't like to read tags I just wanna let yall know this is a DARK ROMANCE book. As in a abusive , manipulative relationship. ... Finally, he asked, "Why are you crying?" Yara didn't lift her head right away. She was used to being ignored, not spoken to. When she did answer, her voice was small. Almost a breath. "They forgot me again," she whispered. "Who?" "My parents. They were supposed to pick me up." He blinked once. "So?" She looked at him then, really looked. "They always forget." Adonis didn't nod. Didn't frown. Just sat back on his heels. There was no sympathy in his face, but there was something else. Interest. Recognition. He understood what it meant to be forgotten. He stood up and looked down at her. "Do you want to disappear?" The question hung in the air like a blade. Yara didn't answer. She didn't know how. But the silence between them said enough. Adonis nodded once. "Come on." She hesitated. And then, quietly, she got up and followed him into the woods- not because she trusted him, but because he was the first person who hadn't looked through her.

You.gave.me.a.fucking.hickey??!what are you, twelve?" I yell at her because it's a huge one and not even enough make up can hide it because of my brown skin. "Yell at me again and i will give you a reason to scream,"she says lifting my chin up unphased and I'm not sure if it's a threat or a promise. "And that's to let people know that you're mine,Sweets. Now do you want me to zip your dress up or not?" She asks glaring back. Two pollar opposites of almost everything make a deal to get what they both want and go their separate ways, but what happens when they start to break each other's walls? Please vote and comment!! :)

She's trying to find herself. He's forgotten how to take care of himself. She came to the city chasing opportunity. He never expected to open his home-or his heart. Hera Okorie wasn't running away-she was reaching for more. Tired of small-town limits and a life that never quite fit, she moves to the city with nothing but ambition, a half-packed suitcase, and the hope that something better is waiting. When a chance encounter lands her a job as a live-in nanny for one of the city's most elusive billionaires, it feels like fate-just not the kind she expected. Kai Roosevelt built an empire from the ground up, but behind the glass walls of his luxury penthouse is a man worn thin. A devoted single dad, he's spent years taking care of everyone but himself-his sons, his company, his reputation. Opening his home to a stranger wasn't the plan, but something about Hera's honesty and warmth chips away at the walls he's spent a lifetime building. As Hera navigates the challenges of city life and slowly rediscovers what she truly wants, she begins to see through Kai's carefully curated distance. And in the quiet moments between bedtime stories and boardroom calls, a fragile, unexpected connection begins to grow. But trust isn't easy-for either of them. And when past scars resurface and boundaries blur, Hera and Kai will have to decide if what they've found is just a temporary comfort... or the beginning of something real.

DISCLAIMER: This book contains explicit content and mature themes intended for readers aged 18 and over. It is not a traditional romance, but rather a deeply complex and dark exploration of a toxic relationship. The characters' dynamics involve intense emotional manipulation, power struggles, and actions that may be triggering to some readers. Please be advised that this story delves into themes that are explicit, emotionally charged, and may not be suitable for all audiences. Proceed with caution. "Tell me again how you don't want me," he whispers, dragging his lips down her neck. "Say it under oath, and I might even believe you." Jasmine Taylor doesn't lose. Not in the courtroom, not in life. At just twenty-six, she's built an ironclad reputation: fierce, brilliant, and unshakably professional. But when she's assigned the biggest case of her career-defending Dimitri Alekseev, a dangerously alluring Russian immigrant accused of murder-her world begins to crack. Dimitri isn't just a suspect. He's a problem. Tall, tattooed, and terrifyingly unreadable, with ties to a powerful family the law doesn't dare touch. The evidence against him is overwhelming. The press wants him buried. And deep down, Jasmine suspects the whispers are true. But the more time she spends with him, the harder it becomes to separate fact from instinct. Because beneath his cold exterior is something intoxicating. Calculated charm. Raw heat. And secrets whispered in the dark. As the trial barrels forward, Jasmine finds herself pulled into his world-one filled with shadows, blood ties, and undeniable temptation. The closer she gets to the truth, the more she risks not just her career, but her safety... and her soul. What happens when the woman who always plays by the rules falls for the man who was born to break them?

"This is a one time thing, you know that, right? We're not gonna be anything after this." - Amari Rousseau wasn't looking for love, in fact it was the last thing she even wanted. But when Nikolai Evans comes into her life her mind is changed for the better. We don't lie to the people we love - a lesson Nikolai is yet to learn. How will Amari react when she finds out Nikolai's kept a secret from her, one that will change everything? - BWWM *ON HOLD*

18 + Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

What if your roommate was an assassin from South Korea? This is an AMBW story ;)