"You look good wearing my last name." My jaw slacks open and the bell rings then, him smiling a lopsided grin before grabbing his bag and strutting out of the room. »»-----　-----«« When Aspen Wilson's father passes away, she must go live with her mother 1,000 miles away and confront her about what happened 5 years ago when they got separated. She has a simple goal to ignore her guardians, finish senior year of school, and go back to her small town, but those plans are quickly flipped upside down by old secrets and a certain quiet boy at her new school who isn't as innocent as he seems. Saint Black was the kid everyone ignored. He was quiet, private, and alone with his books most of the time. He never paid attention to his school or his classmates, but when a new girl comes to town, he can't help but be drawn to her. A bad history with females and a secret he can't afford anyone to find out, he knows he's playing a risky game. But for her, it's worth it. »»-----　-----«« HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in doodle #1 in quietboy #1 in humor #1 in funny #1 in cute romance

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

[On Hold] General Victor Greyson has never lost a war. He's the Empire's Iron Wall, the Devil of the Northern Front, the bane of enemies and emotions alike. Stoic, strategic, and socially clueless, he has only ever loved one thing: victory. So naturally, the universe rewards him by killing him off in an accident involving combat. Heroic. Tragic. A cliche. He wakes up not on the battlefield, but in a canopy bed... with lace curtains. Now trapped in the soft, silky, perfumed body of Lady Evelyn Fairmont, the Empire's most useless noblewoman, Victor finds himself facing his greatest challenge yet: corsets, court gossip, and a fiancé he doesn't remember accepting. Worse? This world's "Lady Evelyn" was the palace's most hated socialite-a spoiled brat with a penchant for fainting at every minor inconvenience. Victor's mission is clear: survive this frilly hellscape, figure out how to return to his own body, and punch whoever did this to him square in the face. Until then, he'll use his tactical genius to conquer tea parties, ruin toxic social hierarchies, and maybe even expose the royal court's darkest secrets... in heels. Oh, and about that fiancé? The cold, calculating, disgustingly handsome Duke Aiden Blackthorn is looking at "Lady Evelyn" with suspicious eyes. It seems the duke has noticed something different, like how his once-ditzy bride-to-be just broke a wine bottle over a count's head and demanded to lead the palace guard. Victor doesn't care about romance. Unfortunately, Aiden does. And he never loses his battles either. __________________________________ Book #2 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in general (29/07/25) #1 in hero (05/08/25)

Hold on darling. ------ "Tell me what you want, Hayden." She whispered in my ear and my body got chills all over, I'm surprised I didn't shiver underneath her. "Do you want me to touch you, sweet boy?" Her hand pulled the string of my sweatpants loose and as I frantically nodded my head at her question she slid her hand inside my pants and boxers as well. "Yes please, please touch me Mommy," I beg not caring if I sound so desperate at this point, I mean she's already seen me at my lowest so why should I even keep holding back. ------- Hayden Meadows 20 6'5 An orphan for 6 years. Skinny, but strong, beautiful black hair, and Hazel eyes. Races cars and rides a motorcycle. Almira Lake 18 5'5 A lonely girl that needs a friend besides her. Cute little nose, light brown hair, and black-ish eyes, likes cuddling and having late night conversations.

A man is usually the brutal, buffed, angry all the time, mafia leader. A women is usually the nerd, don't have friends and shy. But what if the roles change. .... Nyx Dimó is 17 years old who is shy and has mental issues if he doesn't take his pills. The nicest person and apologized for everything, sometimes he speaks his mind and sometimes people listen. He's used to it. Renata Malo is 19 years old, she is the word first Mexican mafia to lead and she is no where nice. She kills people for living, the hottest women in the city, ruthless, and most of all....she has a bounty over her head. ... "You shouldn't love me. You shouldn't have kissed me. You shouldn't have CHOOSE me! I only bring worse into people. Don't choose me." Tears glistening her eyes but not crying. She huffs and runs a hand through her beautiful wavy brown hair. All I saw in her, was pure perfection that she can't see. "You don't get to make that choice." I said calmly, I walked up to her, grabbing her cute little hands. "And you can't bring the worse in me because it was already there." Her eyes finally met mine, making my stomach flutter with love. "I'm the Mexican Mafia leader, I go by Malo. I kill people who deserve it, I kill when it's needed. Right now, I really want to kill you for even loving me, looking at me too." She harshly said while letting go of my hands, pushing them away from her. "Then kill me, I rather die if I can't love you like the way I see you. Do you really want that?" ..... #1 corny

"You are to perform every dare on me and me only. Understand?" Marcus stared at me waiting for a response. "What if they're very inappropriate and not something you want me to do?" I whispered, avoiding his gaze. "Oh I'm counting on it being inappropriate and trust me, I can't wait sweetheart!" ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Felicity Young was left heartbroken when her childhood sweatheart decided he didn't want to settle and wanted to spread his wings and sleep with other women. Dick! Fresh out of university, she moved back home with her parents and older brother, about to start her first year teaching in a primary school down the road. Felicity had completely sworn off men until her girl friends decide on an innocent game of truth or dare in a bar that involves a forgotten crush on her brothers best friend. How could it possibly end badly? #1 in Navy stories 24/5/19 #1 in Dare stories 15/12/19 #1 in British 6/6/20 #2 romance 25/1/20

(18+) *Ongoing/Unedited* It has been seven years since the vampires took over. I remembered the day like it was just yesterday. The sirens. The deaths. The fear instilled upon every living human. And now I was being used as a blood bag for these beasts who took my life and threw it out of proportion. ***** This is a reverse harem story. (18+ for strong language, graphic depictions of violence, and graphic sexual scenes)

[COMPLETED]Donovan (Blaze) Hill is a mystery. He rarely talks and when he does, it's only short answers. The man doesn't know what a smile is and no one knows where he's come from because he only existed five years ago. But we all know one thing about Blaze: he's exceptional at his job - which is protecting his clients. Especially his Everlee. Everlee Cabrera is the owner of a jewellery brand and has worked herself up to be an extremely successful businesswoman - no thanks to her mentor Leona Tahan. Unfortunately, with her success, comes a lot of danger, especially when her father is a famous scientist. So what does he do? He hires a bodyguard for his precious daughter. Blaze, to be exact. +++ "I'm here to protect you, nothing more, nothing less. So stop looking at me like I'm your favourite person in the world." "Maybe you are." "Shut up." #1 in Bodyguard 29th June 2022

Over the years, Rose has learned how to be self-reliant. Her childhood had been lonely and unforgiving to Rose. However, she survived coming out the other end as a strong-willed and intelligent young woman. After a series of bad choices, Rose's family finally found her. With secrets of their own and the last name instilling fear when said the Giordano's would be complete. Rose meets many new people, and the devil himself happens to be one of them. Lucifer Bianchi _________________________________ "Can I kiss you?" Rose said, asking for consent. Lucifer didn't even give it a second thought and leaned in farther, so their lips touched. "Yes," Lucifer whispered. Rose took the invitation and connected their lips. Lucifer grabbed the bottom of Rose's thighs, lifting her to sit on the counter. Her hands found their way into his hair and pulled, making a groan emit from him. It felt like fire ran through both of their bodies. Like they were both finally getting a breath for fresh air. It was addicting and intoxicating. One of Lucifer's hands rested on the small of her back; the other found its way to the back of Roses's head, pushing her farther into him, silently begging for more, and she receives the message. Her lips parted further, letting Lucifer's tongue slip into her mouth. Rose let out a moan at the contact before Lucifer pulled away. Lucifer wraps Rose's hair around his hand the roughly pulled her head back, exposing her neck to him. He brought his lips and kissed from the bottom of her ear, "Don't you-" Lucifer said, pausing between each kiss going down her jaw. "Ever do something-" he said, trailing down her neck, "like that again-" he said, kissing the skin meeting her neck to her shoulder, "or you won't-" he continued lifted his head from her neck and wrapping his hand around her throat. He squeezed lightly, causing a small moan to come from Rose's mouth and a smirk to find its way on Lucifer's face. "Like the consequences," He said threateningly.