Anastasia Vitalio. The Manipulator. Dante Rossi. The Killer. ... Anastasia: Some rise by sin, and some allow their sins to destroy them. In this world, I was the reckoning of those sinners and the salvation for their victims. My life danced on the fine line that divided the corrupted Upper East Side from the ordinary people of this world. Joining hands with the devils I knew was no more than a game of survival to me. Until Dante Rossi came along. Infamously known as one of the most ruthless killers and agents, Dante was a vicious man and a wicked genius. Someone lethal. He had the power to ruin someone at his will, and in this lifetime and every other, he chose me. He was the punishment for all my sins and the redemption for all my crimes. Bound together by the tangled threads of fate, I found flames ignited between us, set to burn us to the ground. Dante would either be my own reckoning or salvation. Perhaps, both. Every shade of all my sins so invitingly wrapped in one. Dante: Intelligence was the strongest weapon in a greedy world like ours. To control and survive in a ravenous city, I learned to make people bend at my will. The easiest way to have someone at your mercy was to find one single thing that could destroy their life. What I never expected was someone with the capability to destroy mine. That someone being Anastasia Cobalt Vitalio. Widely known as one of New York City's most fatal agents, Anastasia was a woman with an unbreakable mind and the allure of a temptress. With the power to make any man crumble at her feet, she was a woman anyone would worship at her command. She was never part of my plan, yet I found myself coming back to her each time I'd escape. She was the answer to all my prayers and the atonement for all my sins; the only one in this world who could make me kneel and repent. She was every shade of sin, all in one. TW: Violence & Murder

She is the perfect storm that will make you feel loved and lost at the same time. In which the pogues take on a new island and new threats. Oh, and another treasure hunt, of course. [Outer Banks season 3] [JJ Maybank x OC] Disclaimer! I do not own outer banks or the characters, only the characters of my own making listed in the story.

Amara Milano. The powerful and lethal. Tristan Harper. The heartless and deadly. Together, the two would be a force to reckon with. Unstoppable. Untouchable. Unbeatable. But hate had other plans. ... Amara: They say that revenge is an act of passion and vengeance of justice. With enough money, time and vengeance, anybody could be powerful and in this corrupted empire of New York, I was lethal. I spent my entire life seeking justice for everything that was taken from me and my morality quickly faded to gray. Despite that, nothing could have prepared me for a man as heartless as Tristan Steel Harper. But I never lost inside or outside a courtroom and I'd win this too, even if I had to fight for my life. What I never expected was the fire ignited between us and the twisted lies spun in this game. Because this fire could burn everything. Tristan: The need for ruthless control is insatiable and only someone heartless could control this corrupted empire. I was a man who relied on violence, revenge, and brutality to win every battle inside and outside the courtroom. I spent years trying to avenge what I lost and my morals quickly bled into the darkest shades of gray where weapons became my specialty. But I was unprepared for the lethal weapon that was Amara Ruby Milano and I gravely underestimated her. Nothing could stop me from taking my revenge on those who wronged me, even if the person standing in my way was her. Nobody warned me about her dirty little games and I never expected to fall into her trap. The one thing I knew was that her life always belonged to me and if killing Amara Milano was what it would take, then I would shatter her.

"I never thought he would hurt me. I never thought he would leave me. I never dobuted Devin's love. Maybe I was blinded by my burning love for him. Maybe I was ignorant. But I don't regret anything. It's like loving Devin will ruin me, but I'm too swept up to care. And there's nothing I'd take back because loving Devin is one of the best fucking things." Split between years after Riley and Devin's break up and the months leading up to it, Seven Years details where their happy ever after went wrong, and if it could still be a possibility. *CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE OR A SEQUEL TO RILEY AND DEVIN

"How many romance books do you read?" Devin asks me. I shrug. "I like them," I say. I keep browsing, running my fingers along the spines. "So, you like romance then?" he asks me. I nod. "What's your favorite part of a love story?" "I like the very first kiss, but I like the second one even more," I say. I bite my lip and look at him. Oh. My. God. What the hell am I doing? Am I flirting? I think that I'm actually flirting. With Devin. Devin, my best friend. I have officially lost my mind. I should probably stop. But I can't seem to. "Will you grab me that one?" I ask. I point above my head, my back's pressed against the bookcase. He locks his gaze on mine and reaches over me to grab the book I asked for. "Thanks." I don't move and neither does he. Riley and Devin have been best friends forever-since Kindergarten. It's Senior year of high school, now. And it's always been simple, Riley's got his back, he's got hers. But as life goes on Riley can't help but wonder if maybe he's not just her best friend, if she likes him as possibly something more. As her feelings deepen and become something greater it becomes more evident that she's falling, really hard. No matter how hard Riley tries she can't stop falling, she can't stop from loving him. Even if it tears her to pieces or even if it destroys their friendship. Pretty soon Riley is going to have to choose between walking the safe line of friendship or taking the unpaved path of love. Will she risk everything for love?

[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21

Firefighter Tanner Hall is used to running into burning buildings and risking his life to save others. It's just another day of work for the father of two. But when he gets a call from the San Diego zoo about an animal attack, he has no idea what he's in for. And he certainly has no idea that he might fall for the fiery blonde zoo keeper, Zoe. The two have an instant connection and sparks start to fly, but after a string of arsons, he quickly realizes he's not the only one after Zoe. He's willing to do whatever it takes to protect her, but will it be enough? Season 1 of Station 22

She the heiress to an empire and his darkest temptation. He's a ruthless attorney and her darkest addiction. Stella: I've been wrapped in the dark world of corruption all my life, becoming a picture-perfect daughter. The reins to my life were in everyone's hands except my own. It was time for that to change. Starting with a stolen two million dollars. Robbing my family was my escape from an arranged marriage and I took my chances. But I never expected my father to hire one of New York's most dangerous men to find the culprit. Rhys Romanov, the paragon of criminally intelligent. The bane of my existence. Rhys was a man with few morals and far too much power. A deadly lawyer and CEO with a devilishly handsome face to deceive this world. From the moment we met, we succumbed to animosity. Rhys had more power and authority than anyone else and with limited options, I struck a deal with the devil. Everybody had a blind spot. Rhys was mine. Making him my darkest addiction wasn't part of the plan... because it could ruin me. ... Rhys: Power, wealth, and control were the things I chased and thrived on. With only enemies in this world, I held my cards close to my chest and stayed elusive; I kept my secrets and used everybody else's against them. Running a tech company in the name of law, I ruled the world of corruption. But to lead this life, I lived by certain rules. Rules that one person dared to threaten. Stella Almonte, the epitome of elegance and grace. She had the power to draw gazes to herself. Whispers of seduction dripped from her movements that only I seemed to notice. Stella was always charming but she was far more dangerous than a weapon. Stella was poison disguised in jewels and sparkling eyes. With a stolen two million dollars in her pocket, she was the culprit I never knew I was chasing. Until we struck a deal. Everybody had a weakness and Stella was mine. She was my darkest temptation... and she could ruin me.

She feared the dark and escaped it. He ruled the dark and lived in it. Zarah: I've spent my entire life in the spotlight, living up to the facade of the perfect Romano Princess, turning a blind eye to the dark, twisted world of the wicked. Nobody ever saw through me... except him. Logan Ivan Markov, the paragon of morally gray; an intelligent criminal lawyer and agent. He was charming, deadly, and a devious manipulator sitting in expensive tailored suits, playing the part of an ethical and calculative attorney. Those who knew him knew the dangers of a man like Logan. But not me. He was a puzzle I couldn't solve, a message I couldn't decode, a mystery I couldn't unravel, the oblivion I chased. I knew from the moment I met him that we were destined to animosity, to stay far apart. But our bickering and fate had other plans. I never expected to get wrapped up in the dark world of corruption and billionaires; I never expected to need saving, but most of all, I never expected Logan to save me, let alone marry me. ... Logan: All my life, I've lived in the dark and twisted world of corruption, danger, and betrayal. Most people knew the life I came with. The murders, the money, and the brutality. Most people... except her. Zarah Amaira Romano was the bane of my existence from the moment I met her. She was the embodiment of chaos, someone who made me feel too much, someone I couldn't erase after a single night together. She could bring me to ruins if she tried. I knew from the moment we met that Zarah was more dangerous than any bullet or dagger to the heart, she was worse than any drug. I knew if I got too close, she'd be the fire that burned me. The oblivion I would crave. But when she became the key to all the secrets I spent my life trying to unravel, I knew what I had to do. I never expected to get involved with her again. She was too bright, too passionate... untainted. Until she became my wife.

Jules: A year ago, I had it all. The perfect job, the perfect life, and the perfect fiancé. Christian Allister Lukov was the most insufferable, arrogant, yet deadly charming man I knew. A manipulative and intelligent liar disguised in Tom Ford suits. One I fell in love with. Fate threw us together and I mistook his deception for love once. I refused to make the same mistake again. But it just took one little disaster for me to run back into his arms. I desperately needed a date to my brother's wedding, unfortunately, my options were limited. With a family that pounced at the first taste of drama, my broken engagement had become my dirty little secret, and when time came for me to bring a date to the wedding, I was left with no other choice. Christian knew his way around the world, he knew how to make people love him and hate him. I learned my lesson and I would always choose the latter. But in desperate need of a fake fiancé that my family would adore, I made yet another bargain with Christian Lukov. But there were conditions to everything, even love. ... Christian: I may have lost Jules a year ago, but I still had it all. Somewhere between meeting my little sister's annoying best friend and then hiring her years later to become my assistant, I had fallen in love with Jules Evangeline Declan. I would have given the world to be with her but Jules was the one to throw away everything we'd built. When she came back to me a year later, demanding to put a ring on my finger again, I had my suspicions. But I was an opportunist and there was no rest for the wicked. Ever since Jules walked out of my life, I'd been a mess. I lost a fiancé, maybe even the love of my life, but I also lost a perfectly capable employee. One I desperately needed back. I knew my way around the world, I knew how to make people fear me and hate me. But nothing mattered when it came to Jules, I would do anything to have her in my life again in any damn way, even lie.