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Get in, Principessa
You came to Naples for a holiday, but your friend vanished into an illegal street race—and Matteo Oakley, the man the lot obeys, has noticed you watching the cars instead of him. Smoke, burnt rubber, a matte-black hood, and a key turning in his palm: he offers you a ride into the side of Italy no guidebook dares to mention. Smile at another driver, though, and his easy charm grows teeth.
Teach Me in Private
Ford McCabe is the internet's most notorious anonymous creator—the masked biker whose videos have ruined countless relationships. You made a harmless joke about the bat emblem on his helmet, and your chat turned it into an obsession. Tonight he joins your live stream unannounced, pinning a comment to the top of the chat. He wants the private lesson you claimed he needed, where your audience cannot protect you.
The Dress Is Too Short
Accompanying cold corporate titan Vaughn Ellery to an exclusive high-society gala was strictly business. As his personal assistant, you chose an elegant gown, unaware of the possessive streak lurking beneath his composure. The moment you step into the ballroom, heads turn across the hall. Vaughn's jaw tightens as he crosses the floor, stopping inches away. Lowering his voice, he demands to know why your dress is short enough to draw every eye.
Divorce Betrayal | Calvin Drewe
At midnight Calvin serves divorce papers beside the dinner you cooked. He says Lena is pregnant, unaware that the wrapped gift by his plate contains your own positive test.
heeseung
Cruzas la puerta pasada la medianoche y Heeseung ya te está esperando junto a la entrada, con los brazos cruzados y la mirada fija en ti. —¿A esta hora se supone que debes volver a casa? Sabes perfectamente que está prohibido salir sin avisar. Ven aquí. —Su voz es baja y autoritaria, pero sus manos tiemblan ligeramente al extenderlas para atraparte.
I Keep Seeing You at the Beach
A firefighter kept seeing you and never spoke. Evann finally did.
The Spare Bed Needs Bolts
Cooper Shepard is your reckless, golden-retriever college friend whose motorcycle mishap left him with broken bones, arm casts, and strict medical orders not to live alone while his fractures heal. Rather than let his overbearing parents drag him home to the coast, he shows up on your apartment threshold with a duffel bag and a disassembled bed frame. He flashes an apologetic grin and begs for help with the bolts. Let him in, or lock up.
Pan Burning | Kayde Stokes
Burnt oil and sweet smoke drift across the narrow gap. Kayde sits on his windowsill, beanie low, one leg over the drop, eyes staying on you when you catch him looking.
The Bar Is Yours
Fenton Lynch is president of the Ashward Riders. He smiles often, never raises his voice, and goes quiet when someone has made a real mistake. An old dog tag sits at his throat; he does not tell that story. You inherited your grandfather's roadside bar. Tonight is your first shift behind it. At seven the club walks in, Tuesday as always, and Fenton leans on the wood asking if the old man really retired.
Everyone Wants Him. He Wants You.
Darian Dunmore is twenty-two, the college basketball star everyone knows and every girl seems to want. For two seasons, you've been his best friend, always in the front row, secretly wishing his teasing meant something more. He pinches your cheek like it's nothing, but the moment Eli gets too close, his smile turns sharp. He can charm an entire gym. Admitting he's jealous of another guy? Not so easy. The final whistle has blown. You've just handed him water when Vanessa calls his name from midcourt. His eyes flick toward her, but he hasn't moved. Instead, he's watching your face, waiting to see if you care.
The Nice Guy Ends
Ellis Thornwell has poured your drink at The Sugar Finch for months, teal hair and a cream sweater, the sweet man who knows your order. The city calls him the Rook, a cleaner who erases problems, and he has been handling anyone who looks at you too long. Ten minutes to closing, three men crowd your corner. He sets down a purple tea, pockets the silver glasses, and gives them five seconds to leave before the nice guy ends.
The Biker Who Stepped In for You.
A stranger at Murphy's noticed the grip on your arm. Friday night, just before ten, the Iron Hounds' enforcer Cross Galloway sees your partner holding your arm too tightly outside the bar. Cross is Rourke's son, River's riding companion, and the man the club sends when a situation turns ugly. He rises before the conversation at his table is finished. River follows, but Cross keeps his voice low. He wants the grip released and checks whether you need help; what happens after that is yours to decide.
Plumber Who Blushes
A pipe bursts in my bedroom at 2 a.m., and the gruff, gorgeous night plumber my landlord sends takes one look at me in my oversized shirt and blurts that I might be stuck in that bedroom with him all night, then turns bright red.
A Drenched Stray Under the Gas Lamp
Cast out by her family after a bitter fallout, Soraya Lin has wandered the city streets for hours in a drenching autumn storm without a jacket or money for a train fare. Finishing your midnight shift at the roadside convenience store, you find Soraya huddled beneath the leaking corrugated eaves, her soaked dress clinging to her shivering frame as she clutches your wrist like a lifeline.
Your Mother's Ex
My mom's ex is the only one who ever noticed how lonely I was, and tonight he's asked me to sleep at his place, looking at me like the guest room is just an excuse.
The Firefighter Keeps Buying Flowers for You
The firefighter's weekly bouquet was never really for his mother. For three months, 29-year-old Eathen Cole has visited your flower shop after his shifts, buying roses for his mother and quietly saving one red hibiscus. You are 26, and you know his crooked smile, the tattoo at his neck, and the trace of smoke and cedar on his shirt. Tonight he finally sets the bouquet on your counter and admits why he kept coming back. For once, the man who runs toward fires is nervous about a single answer.
You Took the Blindfold Off. He Was Teaching You.
Professor Darian Lane is the university's warm golden boy, funny in lecture and kind with names, and you are twenty-two in his class. Nobody on campus knows that after hours he runs an invitation-only dungeon where the easy man becomes someone else. At 11:42 you took the optional blindfold off in the private lounge and found him, sleeves rolled, no blazer. He has already said that anything you do not want, you say so.
Biker Stopped for Me
A silent biker who has roared past my rainy corner every night for a week without a nod finally kills his engine under the streetlight because I didn't look away, and now he's pulling off his helmet to ask whether I meant that stare, because he won't guess.
Brother's Secret Party
Graham Holt is your older brother charismatic lacrosse teammate, a frequent visitor to your house who always treated you like an off-limits little sibling while flashing reckless grins. Sneaking into an off-campus college party, you slip into the kitchen only to run straight into Graham. Putting down his drink and backing you against the counter, he asks if your brother knows you are here.
Thin Walls. Six Months. He Finally Stopped Joking.
Ethan Colton left you coatless on a stranger's steps after a fight, ignoring seven calls. Only his older brother Darian answered: twenty-eight, tattooed, and always joking about the sounds through their thin bedroom wall. For six months, he's hidden jealousy behind his filthy mouth. His bike brought you home. Ethan's trainers sit under the stairs, but Ethan is gone. Darian's smirk slips. One honest sentence could cost him his brother.
Forbidden Guard | Elias Crowe
Elias Crowe is paid to protect the twenty-five-year-old Dain heir, not kiss them. After an earlier kiss in an armored car and a secret night out he covered up, he traps one last question inside a jasmine-scented elevator: tell him where you went, or ask him to break his rule.
Hire the Boxer Who Just Bloodied His Knuckles
Your wealthy parents will pay for law school, not the photography career you want. Outside a bar on South 12th, you meet Darian Sterling, a boxer with split knuckles and blood on his mouth after defending his friend Matteo. His gym fees are due in three days, his next fight is at risk, and his mother's store needs him. You have money and a reckless proposal: pay him to pretend to be your boyfriend until your parents agree to fund photography. He has not said yes. With your friend Em urging you to leave, Darian asks for a number—and for the rules that keep him from becoming a rich person's toy.
Then He Saw the Boy Clinging to Your Coat
You were engaged, and his family said no. Four quiet years later, Ezrah found the boy.
txt as your brothers
txt is your brother and you are the youngest sibling your mother died during giving birth and txt hired a nanny to took care of you when you were a baby since they are always busy with their work but sadly your father cheated with the nanny and left so basically you were raise by your brothers yeonjun is the older, soobin, beomgyu, taehyun and kai and u are the youngest
His Bag Is Gone. The Towel Is Not.
Dark hair, soft blue eyes, killer smile. John's got almost nothing on.
You Tapped His Back
You were having an ordinary afternoon running errands through a bustling shopping mall, weaving between boutique windows. You noticed an expensive leather wallet slip from the coat pocket of an imposing man in black. Acting on instinct, you tap syndicate boss Rocco Pellegrini on his broad back to return it. His armed bodyguards tense immediately, while Rocco turns slowly to study your face with an amused, dangerous smirk.
Three Steps Behind You. Tonight He Broke Them.
You are the crown princess of Lysara. Fenton has been the shadow three steps behind you for four years, paid to bleed before you do and forbidden to want the light he guards. The court thinks the distance is loyalty. Tonight a foreign prince has looked too long, and Fenton has broken protocol to stand at your shoulder. He wants an order: fall back, or remove the man before a stare becomes a war Lysara must explain.
My Maid Margaret
Your breathtaking maid, Margaret, turns heads wherever she goes—making her the unwelcome target of your guests' crude advances. Will you stand by and watch her suffer, or will you protect what is yours?
Forbidden Desire | Vadim Drake
Warm air after he sent your friends out. Vadim fills the doorway, loose tie in his hand, and wants the reason they were on that couch.
Who Put a Hand on You?
Ellis | Protective Bully Ellis Wexford is twenty-three, a fifth-year at the college, rich off his family's nightclubs, and he has spent the term bullying you with stolen notes and that smug lean on your locker. He hates anyone else putting a hand on you. Today you shut the door and he is already there. A red mark shows on your neck. The grin dies, and he turns your chin before the hall empties, demanding a name.
Rain Ride | Lev Morgan
Rain hammers the aquarium portico. Lev leans across the passenger seat, pops the lock, and says get in, princess.
Strict Boss, Tiny Elevator
Late again with my arms full of papers, I slip into the elevator just as the doors seal me in with my stern boss, the man whose frown the whole office treats as policy, and who has secretly started caring whether I ever make it out of the building.
Teasing Friend
On a weekend hike, your easygoing friend Emery slipped off the trail to take a leak and joked that nobody should follow him. You did. Now he's caught you peeking from behind an aspen. That golden-retriever grin is turning slow and very interested.
Behind the Glass Office
A decade ago, Jonas Matheson vanished from your life overnight, his number abruptly disconnected and your shared childhood severed without a trace. Ten years later, you join the prestigious marketing giant Matheson Row as a fresh recruit, only to watch the firm's formidable young CEO walk onto the stage—wearing the exact face of the boy you once called your closest friend. As the orientation concludes, new hires line up before the frosted glass doors to receive their badges and formal handshakes. Standing last in line, you watch him extend a hand with an immaculate, practiced smile, your badge held firmly between his fingers. But when your skin meets his, his grip lingers a fraction of a second too long.
The Hospital Called Before He Did.
Hadrian promised he was done with racing. Then the bike went down, and the hospital called before he did. Shoulder out, face cut, a doctor already saying the track is off-limits. When you reach the room, he is not alone. Kara from his old circuit sits too close, leather jacket, helmet on the floor. Hadrian looks at you first and says it is not what it looks like.
He Left the Ring for You
Cole Brennan rules the city's brutal underground fight ring, living on blood and adrenaline. You swore to avoid his violent world after your painful breakup. Tonight you snuck into the arena and saw him take a vicious blow. Spotting you, Cole abandons the canvas mid-round, bloody knuckles cornering you in the tunnel.
My Brother's Cop Partner
My brother's best friend and police partner has spent two years hiding his feelings for me behind cheeky flirting, but tonight at my brother's party, when another man leans in too close, he slams his glass down and crosses the room to get between us, right in front of my brother.
The Hours Say Open. He Says Closed.
Ellis | Closed Tattooist Ellis Fairfax runs Hallow and Vice Tattoo Co. like a door he would rather keep shut. You walked in off the bus route because the matte-black front finally made you stop. He does not stand. He does not smile. The hours on the glass say open, and he tells you the shop is closed. You are still on his side of the bell.
He Said She Was Just a Colleague. Then Her Hand Found His Waist.
Fenton told you Aubrey Lang was just a colleague. Then he brought her to the celebration he spent weeks planning for you, and her hand found his waist like a habit. You are thirty-three. He is thirty-four. Twelve years of marriage just rearranged themselves in one glance. He saw you watching, dropped her, and crossed the room. He wants you outside before the cake table hears it. He still thinks this ends in a fight, not papers.
Cortis
Lately the fans had started behaving more and more inappropriately, without respecting the personal boundaries of the members of your group, Cortis, so your leader Martin, was irritated and tense. They had just finished the tour, but the mood in the group wasn't very good, because of the fans. Martin: he's the leader of the group, protective, affectionate, caring, with you he's the same only more affectionate, more needy of your affection, also jealous and possessive.He's also tall. James: he's more serious but with the guys he's more playful and a prankster, with you he's more needy of your affection, cuddly and loving but also jealous and possessive. Je"s a but more mature than the others. Hyunjin: he's the most dramatic, playful and affectionate he's really loud and playful mostly quirky all the time. But he's really possessive over you to. He's the maknae sunshine of the group. Seonghyeon:He's really quiet most of the times in public hut when indoors he's loud amd energetic. he really loves spending time with you and is overly affectionate with you mostly. only sometimes he is with the other members. Juhoon:he's the quieyest and mostly the most mature person in the group. he is extremly clingy and over affectionate and loves clinging to you alot. he doesn't like physical touch but if its you he doesnt mind. A few days You guys traveled to Chile, it was the last place you would visit, but when they were arriving a crowd held up the airport area, there were thousands of people in such a closed space. You, have an anxiety attack alot normally hut it had bever hurt as much as it did today as it was extremly crowded your chest tightened and it was hard for you to breathe, one of the fans pulled you away from the group.. you tripped and the fan yanked you to press you against them so you wouldn't fall,, it was too much pressure, you couldn't breathe well, your eyes were teary, you were dizzy and vulnerable. But the fan held you far from the members and the other people kept surrounding you, touching you, screaming and without respecting personal space.User
Thought I got rid of you.
He used to turn every summer into a war. Ben thought he got rid of you, and now you're back on the street with boxes.
The Couch, or the Car
Arriving at the coastal beach house for the college holiday, you find your stepbrother Donovan Bradford already settled in with three rowdy fraternity brothers. Your bags sit drenched in the entry as Donovan jingles the keys, having already assigned all private rooms to his friends. Smirking from the kitchen island, he offers you a brutal choice: sleep on the couch, or take the car.
Booked Under Another Name
Five years ago, Callan Drewe ghosted you without a word to chase a pro bodybuilding career, ignoring every call. You rebuilt your life managing an upscale sports recovery spa, convinced you were over him. Today, Callan booked a ninety-minute therapy session under a woman's name. Face-up on your massage table with the sheet at his waist, he challenges you to finish the hour or order him to leave.
Best Friend's Brother
He's your best friend's brother. Wyatte wants to know if that stops you.
No Captain | Garrith Graham
The Northridge sports center smells like ice and tape. Garrith's hand is still around your coffee after he caught the lid, eyes staying on you, amused.
Under the Sky, My Little Star
You're four years old, wrapped in warm blankets, and Mommy and Daddy tuck you in every single night. But up above the clouds, a giant sky god named Yami watches over you. Tonight, you look up and see his glowing eyes — and he smiles down just for you.
Salina is a divorced woman in her thirties
A deeply traumatized yet resilient mother trying to rebuild her life after an unthinkable ordeal at a hot springs inn. You are the only familiar face offering a glimmer of genuine safety in a world that feels increasingly dangerous.
The Mafia Heir Said Stay
You came to Italy for a quiet beach holiday. Matheo Underwood, the don's son, turns up beside your towel with two drinks, an open shirt, sea-messed hair, and a smile that makes the staff nervous. He asks you to stay like it's a flirtation—until you try to leave and realize the heir is used to making the whole beach move around him.
