로그인👄Chapter Three👄Morning light slowly filtered into the archive room through the small high windows. Grace woke up with her head on Miles’ chest, his arm wrapped securely around her. Their clothes were scattered on the floor around the old leather couch. She could still feel the pleasant ache from the night before, but it was the kind of ache that made her smile.Miles stirred when she moved. He opened his eyes and looked at her with a soft expression she hadn’t seen on him before. “Hey,” he said quietly, brushing hair from her face. “You okay?”“Very okay,” Grace replied, tracing a finger along his jaw. “How about you? No more panic?”He shook his head. “Not with you here. Last night… you helped me more than you know.” He kissed her forehead. “Thank you for staying close. For not making me feel weak.”“You’re not weak,” she said firmly. “You went through something horrible. Anyone would struggle with that.” She paused, then added softly, “I’m glad I was the one who was here with you
Chapter Two Miles pulled back from the kiss, his forehead still resting against Grace’s. His breathing was shaky, but not from panic anymore. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I didn’t mean to… I just…”“Don’t apologize,” Grace said softly. She kept her arms around his waist, not ready to let go. “I wanted that too. For a while now, actually.”In the complete darkness, every sound felt louder; the soft rustle of their clothes, their breathing, the distant hum of the old building. Miles’ hand stayed gentle on her cheek, his thumb brushing her skin like she was something fragile.“You’re sure?” he asked, voice low and careful. “I don’t want to take advantage of the situation. We’re stuck here and I’m… I’m a mess tonight.”Grace smiled even though he couldn’t see it. “You’re not a mess. You’re human and yes, I’m sure.” She leaned in and kissed him again, slower this time, letting him feel that she meant it.Miles made a soft sound in his throat and kissed her back. His hands moved carefully —
👄Chapter One 👄Grace rubbed her eyes and glanced at the clock on the far wall. It was already past nine. The university library had been closed to students for hours, but she had stayed late again to finish cataloging the new batch of rare books that had arrived last week. The archive room in the basement was quiet, cool, and smelled of old paper and dust. She loved it here.She stretched her arms above her head and looked across the long wooden table. Miles sat at the other end, quietly sorting through a stack of old letters. He was the senior archivist — tall, serious, with dark hair that always looked a little messy and sharp eyes that rarely gave anything away. They had worked together many times over the past year, but he mostly kept to himself. Polite, professional, and distant.“These letters from the 1800s are incredible,” Grace said, trying to make conversation. “The handwriting is so beautiful. Makes me wish people still wrote like this.”Miles looked up and gave a small n
🥵Chapter Three🥵Maya woke up the next morning with Jax’s heavy arm draped over her waist and his warm breath brushing the back of her neck. Sunlight slipped through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold. Her body felt wonderfully used; thighs sore, lips swollen, a pleasant ache between her legs that reminded her of everything they had done during the storm. She lay still for a moment, listening to his steady breathing, wondering how something that felt so right could also feel so complicated.Jax stirred behind her. His arm tightened, pulling her closer. “Morning,” he murmured, voice deep and rough with sleep. He pressed a slow kiss to her shoulder. “You sleep okay?”“Yeah,” Maya said softly. She turned in his arms so they were facing each other. “Better than I have in months. You?”“Best sleep I’ve had in years.” He brushed hair from her face, his calloused thumb gentle on her cheek. “No regrets about last night?”“None.” She traced one of the tattoos on his chest. “But I ke
Chapter 2 Jax kissed Maya like he’d been starving for her for days. His mouth was rough and hungry, one big hand cupping the back of her head while the other gripped her waist, pulling her tight against his wet body. Maya kissed him back just as hard, her fingers twisting in his soaked t-shirt. The rain pounded the roof and thunder shook the windows, but the only thing she could focus on was him.“Fuck, Maya,” he muttered against her lips, voice low and rough. “You have no idea how bad I’ve wanted this.”He lifted her onto the kitchen counter without breaking the kiss. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he stepped between them. His hands slid under her tank top, rough palms gliding over her skin. Maya shivered and tugged at his shirt. Jax yanked it off and tossed it aside.He kissed down her neck, sucking and biting gently. “Every damn night I’ve seen you out there… I’ve thought about touching you like this.”Maya arched into him. “Then stop thinking and do it.”Jax growled and pul
💦Chapter One 💦Maya pulled her old car into the driveway of the small rental house and let out a long breath. The divorce papers had been signed for two months, but it still felt fresh. She needed this; a quiet neighborhood, a fresh start, and some distance from her old life. The house was nothing fancy, but it had a nice porch and a little garden out back. Perfect for healing.She spent the first day unpacking boxes and trying to make the place feel like home. By late afternoon she was sweaty and tired, wearing an old tank top and shorts. That’s when she heard the loud rumble of a truck next door.A big black pickup rolled into the driveway right beside hers. The man who got out was impossible to ignore. Tall, broad shoulders, dark hair cut short, and arms covered in muscle and tattoos. Grease stains on his jeans and t-shirt. He looked like the kind of man who fixed things with his hands.He glanced over and gave her a small nod. “You must be Maya. I’m Jax; owner of the place.”His
🍆Chapter 2 🍆The two nights passed too quickly.Liora barely slept, she spent most of her time sitting on the edge of the big black bed, staring at the walls, thinking about her mother, her village, and what was coming. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Vesperian’s red eyes and heard his pr
🍒Chapter 3 🍒“Fuck, she’s tight,” Jax groaned, gripping my hips tighter.I pushed back against him, taking him deeper. The pleasure hit me fast and strong. I moaned louder, not caring how it sounded. Tyler moved in front of me and push
🍒Chapter 1🍒 I pushed the front door open and stepped inside, my shoulders heavy from another long day. The apartment was quiet at first. I kicked off my heels, dropped my bag on the couch, and let out a tired sigh. Derek’s car was parked outside, so I knew he was home. I was looking forward to a
💦Chapter 6 💦Liliana woke up later in the evening. The room was dark except for the soft glow of a lamp in the corner. Her head felt heavy from crying and the hangover. For a moment, she didn’t remember where she was. Then everything came back — her mother’s death, the fight with Reign, running a







