Paint Renaissance

Savannah Elise Hart is perfect on paper—polished, untouchable, and desperate to keep it that way. Cassian Rhys Blackwood is chaos in his black leather jacket, with a smirk that could undo her world. When a rumor threatens Savannah’s future and a false accusation jeopardizes Cassian’s freedom, their fake dating deal seems simple—until stolen kisses in the dark and whispered confessions ignite something dangerously real. He pins her against the studio wall, paint smeared on her cheek as his lips hover over hers. “Tell me this doesn’t feel real.” In a game where rules shatter and hearts are on the line, pretending has never been so tempting—or so risky.

"Camille had only been heading to her grandma’s house because Gran couldn’t figure out her cable again, but she stumbles across the city’s notorious graffiti artist along the way. And now that she knows who the face behind the spray paint can is, she can’t seem to listen to her friends’ sage advice and follow the safe path, leaving well enough alone. She’s determined to coax Black Crimson into agreeing to an exclusive interview so she can become the famous newspaper journalist she’s always wanted to be. But in this contemporary twist to the Little Red Riding Hood fable, our red-headed heroine learns just how dangerous talking to strangers can be...to her heart. "

Layla Reyes wasn’t looking to be noticed. New to Maple Hill High, she only wanted to keep her head down, finish senior year, and forget the mess she left behind in Chicago. But then she meets Jayden Carter—a quiet artist with soulful eyes and a sketchpad full of secrets. What starts as a simple school project soon becomes something deeper, richer, and more complicated than either of them expected. Just as they begin to open up, Layla’s past crashes into her present, threatening to undo everything she and Jayden were building. Can two people still healing learn to trust each other with more than just paint and poetry? Or will they stay stuck in the space between what almost was… and what could be?

À seulement 24 ans, Maeve D'Almeida porte le poids du monde sur ses épaules. Orpheline, elle a sacrifié ses rêves pour élever son petit frère Elias de seize ans et subvenir à leurs besoins en travaillant dans un restaurant prestigieux. Son cœur, meurtri par de douloureuses déceptions, s'est blindé contre l'amour... jusqu'à ce que Tristan Johnson fasse irruption dans sa vie. Héritier d'un empire économique, Tristan déploie tout son charme et sa séduction pour conquérir Maeve. Elle cède enfin, croyant avoir trouvé l'amour véritable. Mais cette illusion vole en éclats quand elle découvre sa grossesse : Tristan révèle alors sa vraie nature, celle d'un manipulateur sans scrupules qui lui propose cyniquement de l'argent pour avorter. Le destin bascule lorsque Céleste, la mère de Tristan, accueille Maeve et Elias au manoir familial. Ce qui semblait être un refuge devient un enfer. Tristan humilie quotidiennement Maeve, la rabaissant au rang de domestique tandis qu'il parade avec ses conquêtes sous ses yeux. Tout change avec l'arrivée de Nicolas, le frère cadet de Tristan. Charismatique et bienveillant, il s'oppose aux abus de son aîné et rend à Maeve et à son frère, leur dignité. Entre eux naît une attraction magnétique, une promesse d'amour authentique. Mais le cœur de Maeve reste déchiré entre la passion toxique qui l'enchaîne à Tristan et l'espoir d'un bonheur sincère avec Nicolas. Quand Maeve perd tragiquement son enfant et décide de partir, Nicolas la supplie de rester : « Tu mérites mieux, Maeve. Laisse-moi te prouver que l'amour n'a pas à faire souffrir. » Mais Tristan, rongé par la jalousie, est prêt à tout pour récupérer celle qui lui échappe... même à détruire son propre frère. C'est alors que Céleste révèle un secret qui bouleversera à jamais l'équilibre de la famille Johnson.

WARNING: The following are erotic long stories. If you're offended by explicit sex, this isn't for you... and I'm not sorry in the slightest if that's your reaction. This one was a lot of fun to write (and re-write) because it allowed me to really let loose with some naughty stuff! Enjoy. BUILDED ATTRACTION PAINT OF PASSION FORBIDDEN PLACE ROMANCE & LOVE HUNGER THAT MUST BE FED LOVE IN BLACK SEXUAL OBSESSION MORE THAN JUST A JOB RE-EDUCATION PRIVATE SEX THE STOCKINGS SEARCHING FOR PLEASURE HEIGHTS OF DESIRE JULIA'S PASSION THE CLUB DANGEROUS GAMES THE PRICE OF LOSING GAMES OF DOMINATION THE PREY Her BDSM Desires SENSUAL REALM WORLD OF UNINHIBITED SEXUALITY OUT IN THE WILD REKINDLED PASSION

Usually girls loves to shop and paint their nails. But not for Valerie Hernandez. Unlike every other girls, she loves dealing with cars. She could even spend hours in the garage. This year will be Valerie last year in high school. The thought of her graduating with her boyfriend and best friend bring a smile to her face. Unexpectedly, a new student is transferring to her school. Once she laid eyes on him, she know her senior year won't go as smoothly as she thinks. What happen when Valerie and the the new student became friend? Will she feel annoyed or the exact opposite? Knowing Valerie has a boyfriend, can she choose between the two of them?

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones. The caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇

I am someone you wouldn't pray showed up in your nightmares… I am no devil incarnate. I am the devil itself.I do not hunger for women, but just one became a reason for my starvation. I would exploit her meekness. I would make her beg to be mine.When I claim her, it won't be kind.It will be savage. Raw. She would fall on her knees, but it wouldn't be a reason to pray. When she parts her lips, not even a worship to the Moon Goddess would be heard, because those lips that bring me to sin would only call my name and worship my body.She was something forbidden. She was never meant to be mine. She is my father's new little wife. But I am ready to break the rules of the Bratva and the Nightshade Pack. I would spill my father's blood like paint on a canvas.

With her hair that seems like a massive bush poured with jet black paint, possessing an ethereal beauty and above all, classic and fine gesture. Devon only wants to have a simple life and simply wishes to the moon goddess that her Alpha Antonio will be her mate. But things go in wary, once she learned that the other brother, Alpha Nicholas whom she loathed for the whole of her existence barge into the cabin and disrupt her happy ending, claiming that he is also her mate. The turn of events didn’t stop as specks of lights protrude into her body, drowning her into deep oblivion, and hearing the moon goddess cursing her and the twin. She was cursed to a trio mate, without any justification. The moon goddess branded them without giving any reason. And they are forced to take the path of finding the cure, digging the tragedies of the past and uncovering the truth of their origin. With all of the betrayals, tragedies and cursing that they are about to unveil, is it possible for love to bloom amidst the chaos?

Vincent Reynolds is not gay. He's not hiding from his true self and he's not confused. And no, he's not bi curious either. Instead, he believed he's asexual. Girls don't entice him but guess what? He'd never tried guys. When he crossed paths with the notorious Dimitri Santini with a body built to kill, the latter automatically added him to his list. Why? He's an advocate of the law. And what does Dimitri hate more than his father? The law and anyone supporting it. Dimitri's only goal was to ruin him for life but what he didn't expect was that single taste tipping everything over to the edge. _ _ _ “I want to see your reaction when you take my like the good boy that you are… Signore Mio. And you know what? I'm not stopping until you paint me with your .”