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He's vulgar. He's cruel. He's childish. A proud, entitled, sexist fuck-boy who has no iota of regard for girls and only sees them as nothing less than a mere conquest object for his sick, twisted sexual fantasies. He's all shades of red. I know that. Very well. More than anyone else. And yet... He's all I can think about. He's taken up every single space in my head for free, and I'm beyond obsessed at this point. Every day I think about him. I can't help it. I crave his attention like I need it to survive, I burn his touch, I ache for his... mmm! I shouldn't want him. I know I shouldn't. Especially since he's the son of the very man who broke my family apart. But as I said, I can't help it. He's just like poison... like sin... so deadly... and yet feels so right... so... sweet! His name is Devin Sinclair. And if I'm to be honest... I'm not so sure how much longer I can resist him for. ... NB: This book explores themes of enemies-to-lovers, forbidden student-professor age gap and bisexual romance. It is rated 18+ as there will be explicit, graphic content between chapters. Please, read at your own discretion. Due to the nature of this book, there will be frequent POV changes of these characters between chapters. Happy reading : )

“I'm so sorry, Leo,” I rasped, my voice barely a whisper. Tears of guilt and self-blame streamed down my cheeks as I stood before him, eyes cast downward. Despite the fact that I was his prisoner and he was my warden, I couldn't bear the thought of anything bad happening to him. I told him, “It's my fault. I shouldn't have let you go-” “Damn it, Alessandra. I don't want your apology,” Leonardo snapped, lifting my chin with a firm finger, forcing me to meet his gaze. His voice was hard as steel as he continued, “I want you to write a fucking essay about how much you think about me. How you crave my touch. I want to hear you say you love me, because I swear it in this life, mia principessa, there won't be anyone else but me.” ----------------------------------------------------- When Alessandra Scavelli is forced into marrying Leonardo De Castello, her childhood sweetheart turned feared mafia kingpin, her world is thrown into chaos. Leonardo, still madly in love with her, sees this as a chance to reclaim their lost romance. Alessandra, however, is torn by a secret mission handed to her by her family: infiltrate Leonardo's syndicate and bring it down from within. As she delves into Leonardo's dangerous world, Alessandra finds herself conflicted between her family’s demands and the undeniable pull of her own heart. The once clear lines between loyalty and love blur, and she must navigate a treacherous path where betrayal lurks at every corner. Will Alessandra follow through with her family's plan, or will she surrender to the passion that threatens to consume her?

Creation a place where anything and everything is possible, A nomadic warrior race called the Zerrohnians once a powerful race of 7-foot tall giant warriors. They are the greatest defenders of Creation and known by the name of Knights through the actions of their sister race called Xer-ragzh they were forced to abandon their fallen home of Requiem. A Promise made to their fallen home they will never repeat the same mistake and vow to protect their new home. Here they shall write their story here they shall right the wrongs made upon them, May none find them wanting.

Warning : mature sexual contents, read at your own risk. "Where are you going? " his deep morning voice rumbled. There goes my plan for a quiet escape. My throat clogged up tight, I couldn't face him... I didn't want to Those intense orbs made me squirm internally, my state of undress not helping the situation. I swallowed hard and met his gaze squarely. "last night was a ..mistake ..a lustful fling .... It's over, you should leave " I said tonelessly, my face void of any of the emotions I felt inside. How he moved so swiftly I didn't know, but next I was pressed against his naked hard chest. "Is that what you think? " I didn't want to look into his gaze, but his voice compelled me to. "That's exactly what it is " I repeated. I followed the trail of his gaze down to his belt which lay carelessly the floor. The one he had used on me , in many ways so dirty and sinful. The corners of his lips twitched in a smirk that made my heart leaped at a furious pace. "You are so wrong about that, i'll fucking show you just how much! " he growled, grabbing a fist of my air, he feasted on my lips. It was supposed to be just one night, I was supposed to leave before he awoke. So how did one passionate night lead to such a consuming obsession that threatened to scorch me and scald me until there was nothing left. Find out in the story of Mel and Sebastian (this is a sequel to the bully's obsession) I recommend you read book one before this for better understanding.

"Too bad, you need to learn how to write erotic stories in order to be a part of their collaboration." Pigil ang hininga niya habang unti-unting humahaplos ang kamay ng kanyang boss paakyat sa kanyang balikat. "You want me to help you?" Ash Santillan, a CEO of a publishing company in the country, offered himself to help Yamirah in learning how to write erotic stories. At this juncture of a moment, it is indeed the greatest help and best idea she would accept. Kailanga'ng-kailangan niya ito sa kagustuhan niyang makita ang iniidolong manunulat na siyang kasali sa collaboration series na gagawin nila. Sukdulang naisipan niyang magpaubaya sa gustong gawin ng binatang boss sa kanya. Gusto niyang um-oo, ngunit ni simpleng tango ay hindi niya maibigay sa oras na iyon. Nanatili siya sa posisyon hanggang sa tuluyan nang dumampi ang mainit na hininga ng binata sa sensitibong parte ng kanyang leeg. "Remember all the details that might happen at this very moment, young lady. Be submissive and you will be able to see him. Do you want that?" her 'beyond compare' and god-like employer---that's how she sees him---whispered in a manner that made her thank the world for letting her exist. Isang nag-aalinlanga'ng tango ang pinakawalan niya. "Good." Ngumisi ang binata. "Now, Yamirah, strip."

I always think that all of his actions meant nothing but a friendly gesture. I always warn myself not to think too much about the way he treated me. I always think that I'm not that much of a significant girl to him. I used to think that it's okay to not think much because I don't want my expectation to be high because I'm sure the fall will hurt like a wench. I just don't really want to overthink about those things. But wasn't I already overthinking for the fact that I think to not overthink?

Sixteen-years-old Lily — right after graduating from high school — met with the mafia boss, Lucian. Like every other lady, Lily dreamed of having a Prince Charming capable of sweeping her off her feet and showing her the whole world. While Lucian was the heir of his mafia family, Lily came from an average, respected family. Despite being world apart, love just kept pulling them together. There is a saying, “No person loves without exposing the heart.” Would they adhere to this, or would they take laws into their hands and write their own fates?

Emma's life was not different than Cinderella's, she was punished by her stepmother and sister. And only a prince charming could change her life. For five years, Emma lived in Charlotte Miller’s shadow—forced to play her double, smile for her photos, write her speeches, and disappear the moment the spotlight hit. She was paid to be silent, obedient, and forgettable. Until the night everything shattered. Her heart. Her pride. And her place as Charlotte’s puppet. They forced her into a marriage with Xeros Martinez—a dangerous billionaire heir of the Martinez empire and a man who makes danger feel like desire. She was a substitute bride for him, and the only thing she expected from him was coldness and rejection. But what she didn't expect was his intervention when Charlotte's mother was about to whip her. "How dare you touch my vanilla?" He growled like thunder. "Try it again—and I'll remind you why people fear my name." Their marriage may have begun as a business arrangement, but the heat between them refuses to be ignored. Because later, when she tried to avoid the heat burning between them, he dropped his towel with a smirk, “Scrub my body, wife.” She hesitated. “W-Will I…?” He stepped closer, water dripping down his chiseled chest. “Isn’t that what a wife does?” And when her fingers brushed against his skin, he leaned in, voice low and wicked: “Tell me… do you think I’m sexy?” She mumbled a breathless yes. “What was that?” he asked, teasing. She shook her head, flustered. So he grabbed her waist and smashed his lips onto hers, stealing the truth straight from her mouth.

"What I do for a living isn't a crime. It's a necessity." 23 year old adult script writer Ravine Renaldi is chased down by Aaron Skiez, a budding human arts film director. One day Aaron discovers the woman he hooked up with was Ravine herself - The woman he admires to no end. She laid out a deal. 3 months of their intimate relationship shall decide if she will write a script for him or not. In the meantime, many of Ravine's friends fall in love with each other as well. Ravine finally realizes that second chances can be given and not every man is abusive.

Eros is his name which was derived from the Greek god of love that was also known as "The Cupid". However, his name is a total opposite of him. He hates romance and all kinds of stuff which relates to passionate and intimate love. Other than that, he's also an aspiring mystery/thriller writer who is dreaming to be a famous and successful author someday. But his path to achieve his dream became mysterious, much thrilling and unexpectedly romantic when the cupid which turn out as a ghost named Shawna suddenly appeared in his room and force him to write a romance story for her.