a 17 year old barista, Nailea Dunne, in a small cafe has hopes and dreams of becoming a well payed real estate agent, in hopes of leaving her parents and being able to provide for herself, but when a 19 year old mysterious guy walks into her cafe, oh how her dreams shatter and change. Will Lucas Brown be the answer to her problems, or the problem to her answer?

Book 1 of the Aleixandre Series 𝕰𝖑 𝖘𝖔𝖑 was a big and very well recognized name among the rich and that nickname belonged to 𝒜𝓇𝑒𝓈 𝒜𝓁𝑒𝓍𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓇𝑒. Ares was young but he knew how to handle business. He was an Intelligent, Social, and Determined businessman. One minute Ares could have you talking about the flowers in your Garden the next he would have you signing your life away. So what if he was a little manipulative? He was simply a man with determination and ambition. His favorite ambition? 𝓡𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓮. And he was determined to make it happen. 𝐻𝒶𝓏𝑒𝓁 𝐼𝓋𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓋 was the youngest of the Ivanov family. While being the youngest sibling in a family may seem like a dream to some it definitely wasn't for Hazel. Her Father was far too focused on his business and passing it down to her brother to even bother paying attention to her. Plus, her mother resented her for some unknown reason. Hazel basically carried the Ivanov name like a burden. And it really proved to be a Burden when she heard that would be in an arranged marriage with Ares Alexiandre, the sun of the twin duo. "𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓇. 𝒜𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓇."

"I hate you for everything you are and what you have done to me." "I know" The devil answered before crashing his lips down to hers. ---------------- Celine's favorite subject in school is history without a doubt. She's always dreamed about being able to live through history itself, to experience what she could only read in books or in the movies she's watched. But what if there was a way for her to be able to travel through time and live an immortal life? To a point in life, she would give up everything for it, even if she has to sell her soul to one of the most fearful demons... ---------------- The story starts off slow and might be cringe at first but as soon as the demon shows up, the story is getting interesting and darker!

The beginning of a mafia romance. Let me know what you think!

Eden McKoy has spent the last three years fetching coffees, fielding tantrums, and fading into the background at SportsWest TV. Her title might read Executive Assistant, but Eden knows she's one photocopy away from a mental breakdown. Still, she'd do it all again if it meant landing her dream job in the film industry. So when she's unexpectedly assigned to direct a high-profile documentary, it feels like the break she's been waiting for. The catch? It stars Noah Thatcher - the NHL's golden boy turned cautionary tale. Noah is every publicist's worst nightmare: foul-mouthed, infuriatingly private, and allergic to cameras. Off the ice, he's as cold and brutal as his slapshot. And Eden? She's the newest thorn in his very expensive side. Thrown into close quarters and forced to work together, Eden and Noah clash from day one. She wants a story. He wants her gone. But as the cameras roll and tempers flare, Eden starts to see cracks in Noah's armor - and he sees someone who might actually understand the weight he's carrying. What starts as a professional disaster spirals into something far more dangerous: tension, longing, and a spark neither of them expected. But when secrets resurface and the past threatens everything, Eden will have to decide what matters more - the truth behind the lens, or the man who makes her want to drop it all. Enemies. Teammates. Maybe something more. In the world of sports and scandal, one rule always applies: play to win - or lose it all. 💌 Perfect for fans of Icebreaker and the Off-Campus series-this slow-burn hockey romance is equal parts spicy, snarky, and heart-wrecking.💌

'Look at me, Celeste,' he gently lifts her chin up with the tips of his slender fingers. 'I'm right here, okay?' *** When Celestine Vora enrols at the elite Marion University to study medicine, the last person she expected to come face to face with was Adrian Schulz. Always condescending, never conceding. As her brother's best friend, he always caught glances of her in the background, the silent, quiet shadow of an adopted girl who never quite matched her brother's innate talent. One who always seemed to be a hindrance, his biggest competitor for valedictorian in high school. He was looking forward to a fresh start. That is, until she shows up in front of his apartment in the middle of the night, and shakily utters the words, 'He's missing.' ~ [This is a work of fiction. All events and characters are fake.]

[𝐋𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐀𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐞] On the outside, Luella is this confident, sassy, yet kind girl. She's powerful, knows her place and where she stands. But on the inside she's tired and loosing grasp on reality. She hides her real mentality under her smiles and snarky remarks, where no one can see. She attends Holloway Academy where she is courteous to everyone. Everyone except her enemy. August Taylor Hawthorne. [𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞] On the outside, August is this gloomy boy. He's the type to walk down the hall with his AirPods in listening to music, ignoring everyone. He's shy, quiet, only has a few close friends. But on the inside, he's funny and sweet. He just wants to be loved. He craves it. He wants to be loved. Not for his money, not for his looks. For him. He attends Holloway Academy where every girl wants him. But he only wants one girl. His enemy. Luella Adeline Monroe.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Roses are such a beautiful part of our world, representing love and all that is good. They are meant to bring people together and bind them in happiness. But all roses have thorns that draw blood from those who were too naive to stay away. So, what happens when a someone so naive decides to mess with the Roses?