He's the shy one. She's the quiet one. A late night grocery run turns into a awkward moment. And a stare that says, "Relax. I got you."

After pulling himself from a dark place, Reid Dawson returns hoping he still has a place on his team. He only lived for two things. Screwing and hockey. Never seeking for someone to become anything more than casual sex, Reid wasn't prepared for his old ways to be flipped and unknown emotions take control.

I hear Timothy huff. "Come back to the house voluntarily and I'll go easy on you for your punishment." He sounds bored. I guess he's not enjoying running after me anymore. Still I ignore him and continue to walk forward. My walk is more like a drunken wobble now. Everything hurts. I get a few feet further before he pulls me back by my hair. "Stop being stubborn." It feels like he's trying to pull my hair from my scalp. I scream and scratch at his hands. "Let me go!" "You like it when I chase after you. Huh, Rose." He's breathing hard. Oh my god. This is really how I'm going to die. He pushes me onto the ground then grabs my leg. I grab and claw at the ground as he starts to drag me back towards the house. Stones, roots and dirt rub against my body scratching me. I can't continue to be dragged like this. We are at least three miles away from his house. "Let me up, I can walk!" I can barely recognize my own voice. It's so raw. He continues to drag me for a little while longer before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. My body hangs from his limp. When we arrive at the house he takes me straight to his bedroom. He tosses me on the bed like I'm a pillow making my head bang against the headboard. I grab my head and cover my face. "Strip." He breaks the silence. This is darker than Mia.

She grew up in their house, best friends with one brother... and now she's tangled up with the other. A summer wedding, a secret romance, stolen kisses, and the kind of love that could ruin everything.

Noelle's quiet life shatters overnight, when she receives a call that her father has died. Once the daughter of a feared crime boss, she's spent the last 5 years trying to outrun her family's shadow, evening changing her name - until the debts her father left behind drag her straight back into the world she swore she'd never return to. To protect her mother from the brutal retaliation of the DeLuna syndicate, Noelle agrees to the unthinkable: marriage to the new Don, Kairo DeLuna, a man as dangerous as he is magnetic. Kairo rules with ice in his veins and secrets in his eyes-known for his lust of sadistic brutality, Noelle is given no choice. Save her mother, or watch the only family she has left face the consequences. Their union is meant to seal a business deal and bury her father's mistakes - yet what begins as an arrangement of power soon becomes a battle of desire, trust, and survival. As Noelle is pulled deeper into Kairo's world of betrayal, bloodlines, and revenge, she must decide whether her heart is her greatest weakness... or the weapon that could change everything.

One campus. Two brothers. A girl they swore to never want. Danielle Hayes didn't come to college alone. She came with the two people she's closest to in the whole world: her best friends. Tristan hides a razor-sharp temper behind unshakeable loyalty. Alec wears his heart so openly it almost feels like a trap. Everything was perfect... until one drunken night changed the shape of their world. A slip in judgment. A life-altering mistake. Whispers. Lies. Manipulation disguised as friendship. This isn't just about love. Someone isn't playing fair. Love was never supposed to ruin them. Loyalty was never supposed to hurt this much. Choosing one might mean losing it all. Sometimes the promises you break are the ones that break you.

" What do you want from me Nickolas " I say, clearly annoyed. " Stop calling me that Princess " Nickolas says putting his head onto mines. Damn our damn height difference. " Its your name dumbass. The hell you want me to call you? Snow roach ? " " I don't know, just give me a nickname. You know like when we were younger " He says looking into my ebony eyes. " No " I blush. Wait hold up, blush ? My ass is black I can't blush. " And what I want is you RayRay. I want you and only you " Nickolas says looking down at my lips. " Boy bye " I say pushing him off of me. My Bully

Meet Mila ray song 23 year old nursing student finally living on her own in a new state with a bad past and a horrible family mila is finally happy to move on with life new beginnings new passions great friends hopefully what wasn't in her plan was two mafia brothers ready to claim and own her as their own Dante Jean Grey 29 year old mafia leader of the Russian mafia with a dead mother and an abusive father and a title he didn't want Dante is as cold as ice he's ruthless and he only loves his younger brother whom he shares everything with that all changes when they met HER Ace Luke Grey 27 year old second in command of the Russian mafia growing up his brother was the only person he can count on with his mother dying after birthing him and an abusive father ace finds it hard to trust or let anyone in always pulling his hot head brother from the edge he's ruthless yet charming dark yet mesmerizing his brother and their mafia is all that matters until they met HER 1 relationship 2 men 3 people Inlove Danger at every corner Will they make it out alive ? Or will everything burn to the ground

Anya Morelli doesn't just walk into a room-she unravels it. A prodigy with a paintbrush. A daughter forged in blood. An heir to the Russian mafia by birth and the Italian syndicate by bloodline, Anya was never supposed to be soft. But she doesn't kill like her family. She captures. With art that stops hearts and eyes that never flinch. No one gets close. Not anymore. Not since them. Santiago and Matias-best friends, lovers, and heirs to the Spanish throne of crime. Together, they gave Anya a taste of forever. Then they shattered it. What's left of her still bleeds into every canvas she paints, strokes of beauty born from ruin. But destruction has a scent. And it's returning. Vincent Delacour-the newly crowned French mafia king-rules with silence and steel. Beside him, Jules: sharp-tongued, smooth-smiled, and deadly in ways that don't leave marks. They see what others don't. They want what others wouldn't dare. Anya. Not her family name. Not her legacy. Her. And in the dangerous quiet between memory and temptation, something begins to smolder. Something volatile. Something inevitable. - "You think you've hidden the worst parts of yourself," Vincent said, voice like ice sliding over flame. "But we see you, Anya." My laugh was soft, almost cruel. "No. You see what you want to break." Jules leaned against the studio doorframe, eyes dark. "Wrong. We see what we want to keep. And we don't share."

He blocked her in. She shut him down. Now, the whole town is waiting for the explosion. Sage Woodson didn't come back to Liberty Creek to fall in love. She came to bury her grandfather, sell his estate, and get back to her life as a high-powered Chicago ER nurse. She has a plan, a timeline, and zero patience for the locals. Especially not for the arrogant Fire Captain driving a midnight-blue F-150 who thinks he owns the road. Captain Connor Stapleton is used to being the hero. He's used to respect. He is not used to a curly-haired tourist publicly questioning his manhood in a crowded coffee shop parking lot. They were supposed to be enemies. But when Sage inherits her grandfather's rusted-out 1969 Chevelle, she realizes the only mechanic in town skilled enough to save it is the very man she swore to avoid. A wager is struck: Connor has one week to get the engine running. If he fails, Sage leaves for good. If he succeeds? She owes him a date. But late nights in a humid garage have a way of blurring the lines between fighting and flirting. As the engine roars to life, so does a possessive, feral hunger that neither of them expected. Connor doesn't just want a date. He wants to ruin her for anyone else. And Sage is realizing that the only thing scarier than leaving... might be staying. Small town. Big truck. Massive attitude.