She was the flower that bloomed in silence-he was the storm that saw her. In a world where beauty is currency and pain is hidden behind glossed lips, Celeste Monroe is tired of being invisible. But when a chance meeting with Empire Heights' most feared boy sparks an unexpected connection, everything begins to change. A romance about healing, heartbreak, and finding light in the darkest corners. ik it says editing but i haven't edited nothing 😭 bare w me !

They say that everything happens for a reason. Azaria " Nonnie" Brown was no stranger to the hard side of life and love. She has loved and lost, suffered and endured. Left with nothing to hope for, but that all changes when she meets, Mali. Malaki" Mali" Clark was your " typical" black stereotype. Born and raised in the streets that he got lost in. He learned the hard way that you can't be soft. Until he met the one person that changed his whole perspective, Nonnie. ~ This is your typical urban love story about young love, growth, taking chances, and believing that life is too short to not live it fully. Give it a chance and it will have you smiling to yourself wishing that was you.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞,𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐲. -𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐳 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝- June 18, 2024 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝- June 23, 2024 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝- (Just a little bit of teenage love & drama) @𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ✰

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. She hides behind sharp boots and brighter dresses, yellow loud enough to drown out the cracks in her heart. It almost works. Until the man her papa crossed decides to collect what he's owed. He doesn't ask. He takes. Tattooed hands. A ruler of empires built on blood. He closes the distance. She tries to keep it. But he's always liked the chase.

"my pretty baby .. you missed me?" I heard a voice say as arms wrapped around my waist sequel to "her lil demon" (READ BEFORE READING THIS)

" I WAS WITH YOU BEFORE WE WERE EVEN BORN." or The story of 'Dragon Twins' that never had a chance at living.

When a bubbly track star meets a grumpy Dutch baller... A college sports romance between two polar opposites.

+18 If Kahina Moryah thought of herself as the most selfish and superficial person in the world, it was only because she had not yet met Isaak Krysanov. He embodied everything she despised most. And yet, Kahina was far from virtuous. Her choices were not guided by universal morals or any ethical code. But the deeper she ventured into Isaak's psychotic and violent world, the clearer the truth became: she was nothing more than a fragile flower, sheltered and nurtured all her life. Isaak, on the other hand, was a monster. And he owned it unapologetically. It was what defined him. Yet, every time his gaze fell on Kahina, a dark part of his soul screamed at him to destroy her... and then rebuild her. Over and over again. An endless cycle, as destructive as it was captivating. ... « Isaak eyed me up with a satisfied smile, his steely gaze shining with an amused glint. He leaned back casually on the sofa, a look of triumph hovering over his lips. -You know, Moryah, he breathed in a low, drawling voice, this is exactly how I want you... completely submissive to me. With a sudden movement, he grabbed the back of my neck, his firm fingers pressing against my skin. My breath caught. He pressed my face between his legs. -Suck me, and if I'm satisfied, we'll see about the contract. I was aware of the trap closing in on me. The game I'd gotten myself into. And yet, I stayed there. »

Mythili Kapoor, in her eyes,is a nobody. Her parents were always in want of a son and were granted that wish post twelve years of her birth and since then her brother Rajveer has been the apple of her parents eyes. Oh yes, she is remembered when they have to make public appearances and play the perfect family but other than that, no one cares if she sometimes cry herself to sleep or just sits by the window of her room for hours with a book, unnoticed or if she misses her meals and honestly, she has stopped minding anything now. She has stopped feeling anything. In her twenty one years of existence, people have rarely bothered about her but she wants one thing for herself, to be independent and thankfully, her parents don't mind her going to college. Shivaay Singh Rathore is a man of a few, but straight words. Multi-Billionaire at twenty-eight, life hadn't spared him the kindness to have a childhood everyone deserves. He is honest and his past is something no one truly can speak about and carries a roguish charm to his demigod looks. Unwanted and uncared for are two different feelings but at the end of the tunnel, both find their base in loneliness. These two will too. Well, destiny and its mysterious ways.

The girl with no wolf. An extra mouth to feed. A liability. A defenseless miscreation. Seraphina had heard it all. She had felt it all too. The bone aching bruises, the defenseless claw scratches just shy of her neck on the edges of her collarbone, she had seen it all too. It had been so long since it had started that she couldn't recall a time when the degradation was compliments and not insults. Now, it was all she ever expected. If she had known five years ago that not having a wolf would cause this much hate she would have begged her parents to move to another pack. It felt like an eternity since it all happened. Or rather what didn't happen. She still could not shift. She was defective. A mistake in the gene pool. But she didn't know she would end up like this. She couldn't have, just like she couldn't have expected to come face to face with the Alpha Slayer. A man casted in shadow. Not many had ever seen his face, but that didn't make him any less real. Alphas after all were dethroned from the likes of him. Word spreads quickly. So, when Seraphina ends up in his line of sight she has a lot more to figure out than just not having a wolf, because it very well might cost her, her life. Updated: Weekly ⚠️Mature Content⚠️ Book is completed and currently being revised and rewritten. This is book one of the For the Taking Trilogy.