The S-classes That I Raised 1st Kiss

WARNING ⚠️ This novel is a steamy, taboo erotic romance centered on forbidden attraction between soon-to-be stepsiblings, Sophia and Julian. It's got all the hallmarks of high-stakes family drama, and a heavy dose of explicit sexual encounters that escalate quickly from masturbation fantasies to oral sex and risky hookups. If you're into quick-hit erotica with themes of dominance, risk, and "daddy" kink, it might scratch that itch—it's unapologetically horny and dives straight into the action . 18+ In the snow-kissed shadows of a Parisian estate, heiress Sophia Cole returns for her father's whirlwind remarriage—only to collide with the one man who ignites her darkest desires: Julian Moreau, her soon-to-be stepbrother. One electric glance across the atrium, and the air crackles. What begins as stolen fantasies in a locked restroom spirals into raw, reckless passion—his mouth claiming her, her body surrendering in waves of forbidden ecstasy. They know it's wrong. They know the wedding vows loom, and discovery could shatter everything. But when Sophia's father nearly catches them in the afterglow, and Julian summons her to the moonlit study with a single commanding text, the beast inside him refuses to be caged. As he pins her against the desk, whispering "Call me Daddy," Sophia realizes one terrifying truth: this fire won't burn out. It’s only just the beginning—and someone is about to walk through that door.

Elsie Crown is forced to live a life of servitude after losing her mom in a fatal accident. She is forced by her stepmother to substitute her step-sister for her wedding in a bid to save her father. The groom Ethan Gomez has no idea that the lady who graced his bed on his wedding night was not his bride and that night had resulted in a pregnancy. Five years later, Elsie is a successful businesswoman and also a great influencer in the business world. She has planned her revenge on her stepmother and sister down to every bit and is determined to make them pay for everything they did to her. But will Elsie be bold and strong enough to carry out her revenge on her stepsister without having to hurt the father of her daughter? Find out the shocking revelations About Elsie’s little world in Till I Met You.

The Rogue Kings I ~ Solaris’ Reign ~ Solaris has reached the end. Her body giving out after her gruesome past and forcing her to accept the future. However, she’s not done yet. There are some last strings tied to her past that she needs to bring together. It brings her home, to the Moon River pack, and to two men she never thought she would see again. However, with their fates intertwined, Solaris needs to pull everyone together before she takes her last breath. To save the lives of everyone she loves but her own. Battling the stigma of rogues, the broken-hearts of her lovers, an old flame, her duties to her kind, and trying to hold on before her final breath is taken. ~ The Rogue Kings is a two-part story. Solaris’ Reign is the first part of this epic tale. Part 2 (Nate’s Reign) is coming May 2025!

The proposal Aurora had dreamed of? A total sham. Just a stunt by her boyfriend, Marco, to make his first love, Sofia, jealous. The second she said, "I do," Sofia stormed in, tears and all, wailing that she'd changed her mind—that she couldn't let him marry someone else. And just like that, they were in each other's arms, celebrating their grand reunion. Meanwhile, Aurora stood there, the punchline to a cruel joke.

I had funded Tilly Jenkins for five years—and spent those same five years chasing after her. Just when I thought I had finally won her heart—when I believed she was ready to spend her life with me—I discovered the truth: the one she had loved all along was her childhood sweetheart, the boy who had grown up by her side. I, on the other hand, to her, was nothing more than a privileged elite who used money to grind her pride into the dirt. A few years into our marriage, she secretly transferred my assets away—and even had a child with that childhood sweetheart of hers. In the end, I died filled with resentment, trapped in a raging fire. The flames reflected the sight of the three of them together, smiling like a perfect family, while I cried myself to death in despair. After I was reborn, Tilly's childhood sweetheart shoved me hard, sneering with open contempt. "What do you take us for? Toys for rich people like you?!" I slipped my bank card back into my pocket at once. "Sorry, having money doesn't mean I'm brain-dead. I'm not interested in trashy toys like that."

Ilia was never supposed to be chosen. As a half‑breed servant girl, she has no claim to status, no voice within the brutal werewolf packs that govern the wilderness. But when fate delivers a sacred mark meant for another, Ilia finds herself bound to an alpha who should have belonged to someone else. Caelan, the ruthless and commanding Alpha, is torn between honor and instinct. The mark that appeared on Ilia’s skin is a mistake—or so everyone says. Yet every time he looks at the shy, luminous beauty with the voice of a siren and the heart of a fighter, every growl deepens into a claim he can’t resist. With enemies plotting to tear them apart, secrets rising from the mist, and a bond that threatens to consume them both, Ilia and Caelan must choose between obedience and obsession, between the world they were born into and the one they could create together. In a realm where belonging can be stolen, and the heart can be conquered, only one thing is certain: the mark chose her for a reason—and it will burn until it is answered.

Melanie's engagement ceremony turned into a storm of betrayal. Just as she was about to retaliate, her vengeful boss crashed the party and that led to a surprising one-night stand with him! With her life suddenly taking a spicy twist, Melanie now finds herself in the role of the leading lady."President Morgan, they say you can’t get it up. Are you sure I spent that night with you?""If you doubt it, I can make you relive it.""President Morgan, did you forget your revenge?""Impossible, I'm living it every night and enjoying it."

After confirming I was pregnant, I suddenly heard my husband’s inner voice. “This idiot is still gloating over her pregnancy. She doesn’t even know we switched out her IVF embryo. She’s nothing more than a surrogate for Elle. If Elle weren’t worried about how childbirth might endanger her life, I would’ve kicked this worthless woman out already. Just looking at her makes me sick. “Once she delivers the baby, I’ll make sure she never gets up from the operating table. Then I’ll finally marry Elle, my one true love.” My entire body went rigid. I clenched the IVF test report in my hands and looked straight at my husband. He gazed back at me with gentle eyes. “I’ll take care of you and the baby for the next few months, honey.” However, right then, his inner voice struck again. “I’ll lock that woman in a cage like a dog. I’d like to see her escape!” Shock and heartbreak crashed over me all at once because the Elle he spoke of was none other than my sister.

I had been in a secret relationship with Don Vincent Russo for ten years. The night I found out I was pregnant, he had already booked a wedding. I thought the man who had taken me in from the orphanage was finally going to give me a home. That was, until I saw the video of him kissing his first love, Sofia Costa. On my way to confront him, I was hit by a car and thrown onto the pavement. Lying in a pool of my own blood, I called him again and again. Nineteen times. When he finally answered, he was coaxing Sofia. "If it's too noisy, just turn off the phone, my principessa. Your mood matters most. "Our partnership with the Costa family depends on you." I hung up in despair. What he did not know was that not long before that, I had learned the truth. I was the real heir to the Costa family. The woman he loved… was nothing more than a fake I would tear down with my own hands.

At 20, I became known for two things. First, I weighed over 200 pounds, yet I still ended up dating Christian Fairmont, the coldest and most unattainable man in our circle. Second, I turned down Christian's proposal, changed my name, left the country, and became the one woman no one dared mention around him—the forbidden, unattainable love he could never let go. For the next five years, Christian shut himself away in a church and refused to see anyone. Just when everyone thought he was about to become a priest, he suddenly announced his engagement. He made such a spectacle of it that even I heard about it all the way in Goldridge. That alone showed how much he valued his bride-to-be. I booked the first flight home that same night. Everyone who saw me reacted the same way. First, they stared at how completely I had changed, how much weight I had lost, how I looked like a different person. Then they sighed. "Juliana, you came back too late." Even Christian looked at me with cold, distant eyes. "When you walked away and left me behind, did you ever think that five years later, you'd regret it?" Regret? I shook my head. "I don't regret it." I was already married and had a child.