Angela Diamond is a sweet girl who refuses to let her abusive parents take her sparkle. She works hard, being the main breadwinner of her family since her parents decided to start living in delusions and drinking all day. Angela is starting to lose hope, seeing the effects of the abuse on her brother more and more everyday, when she gets a note that changes her life. Damon Merari is an illegal street racer with a fiery temper and a concerningly good ability to hold his alcohol. People adore him and he has many fans, but he's above them. He thinks they are pathetic. He has been living in the lap of luxury ever since he started racing, but not so much before then. His luxurious life style has made him arrogant, selfish, and desperate to feel something real. Angela's sweet spirit makes it impossible for Damon to shove her away like he does with everyone else. It's a new thing to him, having someone care for him, and it's unwelcome. His self destructive tendencies fail to work on her and eventually start to fade as he learns how to accept love and grow to love others. Damon helps Angela learn a valuable lesson of self respect and the need to set firm boundaries with those you love. He guides her through her hardest moments, while also struggling through his own problems. Angela prefers to stay quiet rather than fight people for what she wants, but through Damon she learns that sometimes it is important to stick up for what you believe. Check warnings before reading!! #1 in modeling 7/12/25 #1 in streetracing 7/12/25 #1 in cars 8/4/25

[COMPLETED]👺 They met in a car. Twenty-two hours of silence, sarcasm, and something neither of them could name. Venus never planned to fall for the brooding stranger with tired eyes and a quiet mouth. Nevan never meant to look twice at the girl who filled the silence with sunshine. But when the road ends, the tension doesn't. And neither of them can stop looking back. A slowburn story about the space between glances, the weight of unsaid things, and the long way back to someone who was never yours... but might be.

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

(Can be read as a standalone.) My parents are hell bent on getting me married, convinced that a wife will magically "fix" me. As a mafia leader, idle talks and constant affection makes no sense to me. Never had and never will. Thanks to some dumb rule and my parents' constant nagging, I settle down with the girl of their choice. Irene's the type of girl I would never give a second glance to, the type I would deem average looking. And that's just not it. She's a chatter box who can't survive without physical affection. A complete opposite of me. I never had a need for a wife but with every innocent touch, every stupid smile, every word of hers my walls break down until I am left yearning for her with an intensity I can't even comprehend.

Heliophilia (n.) desire to stay in the sun; love of sunlight To be loved is to be known. Arabella Dawson Has never had anybody constant in her life. From parents always being away at work to one shitty friend, she doesn't know how to exist when people are looking. Flint Camero Has never needed anybody but himself. From a dead mother to an unpredictable father, he's doesn't know how to let people in. That all changes when he meets a burning ray of sunshine. Shitty at descriptions. But try please 🙏 Book 1 in the sun series

Oblivious (adj.) not aware or concerned about what is happening around one To be loved is to be seen. Dual PoV Elora Daisy Owens Is a ray of sunshine or atleast she try's to be. Believing in silver linings and happy endings, she just wants someone to ramble to, spend time with. She just wants a friend. Elijah Killian Parker Is a total grump. bored stares and hard glares are all he has to offer. Being new to the school he plans to stay away from anyone and everything. Believing nobody really wants him for him. Of course Elijah's plan to be left alone goes down the drain when Elora is asked to give him a tour of the school.

Evelyn Sable liked order, she craved it. And, for all intents and purposes, she was good at maintaining it. At least, that was what she thought. When Tristan Montgomery first walked through the library doors, she hadn't known that he wouldn't just be walking into the library, but into her life. What she really didn't know that with his presence, he would steal any semblance of order she had. What she last expected, though, was that while stealing her order... he'd end up stealing her heart. ✧✧✧ She cleared her throat. "How about we settle on not today?" "Hmm?" he murmured, looking into her hazel eyes, which she hoped appeared as earnest as she felt in that moment. "Sometimes, you're just not ready to be open about something personal, and that's okay. So, instead, tell me someday, just not today," she said. "Not Today?" he said as if testing the words, before a smile settled upon his face. "I like that."

Evelyn Diggory has been outcast by her family, finding comfort in her Slytherin Classmates. Never finding anyone intriguing, she keeps herself at distance from a relationship. But 6th year is where it all changes, especially after a new boy Mattheo moves into the school. Slytherin meets Slytherin, instant attraction, slow(ish)burn Some chapters are quite short and some are quite long, because I merged them together.

Arcadian (adj.) idyllically innocent; simple and untroubled by fear or worry. Harper Flores is the human embodiment of a ray of sunshine. She's kind, understanding and always willing to put other's needs in front of her own. To the outside world Harper is seen as naive and innocent, without a care in the world but she's hiding a secret. The girl that loves everyone unconditionally hates herself. Her mother, not wanting to deal with Harper's declining mental health ships her across the country to a secluded boarding school in the small village of Cartmel, England. Due to her late arrival half way through the school year, Harper is forced to stay in the boy's dorm and share a room with six roommates. Keeping a low profile is almost impossible, especially when she catches the eye of all six boys. Lucian Cruz, an arrogant, rude fuckboy who feels no remorse for the girls he's used and ignored. After being sent to Willow Hall Academy with his twin brother Emilio two years ago by his parents who were trying to protect them from the dangerous realities of being involved in the mafia, Lucian's behaviour takes a rapid downfall. Ignoring school work to party and smoke, Lucian really has no care in the world. That is until a bubbly ball of sunshine moves into his room, disrupting his peace.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.