Rosie Moving to New York was my fresh start, a chance to get away from my disaster of a hometown, and maybe learn how to breathe on my own. Romance? Not on the itinerary. So when I meet a charming, overly confident guy at a bar with golden-blond hair and too many dimples than should be legal, and way too much flirt - I don't expect to see him again. Then I do... on the ice, the very next night. Dylan I've met plenty of girls in bars. Most of them know who I am, Rosie didn't. And maybe that's why I couldn't stop thinking about her. She was introverted and blunt and completely unimpressed with my attempt at a pick up line, which was honestly kind of refreshing. Seeing her in the stands at my game felt like fate. Running into her again afterward? Game on. A sweet, slow-burn hockey rom-com about unlikely connections, quiet confidence, and falling for someone who sees past the spotlight.

They called me exotic meat, a pet, a slave. That's what i was worth in the universe after being illegally abducted from earth. Nothing more than a play thing on the alien black market. But i fought back. Now, iv been sent to rot in Ka'Lar, a prison carved deep into the black crust of a desolate planet. Every shadow holds more danger than the last, one human girl lost in a sea of alien faces, each more monstrous than the last. Then there's Virek, a towering, four-armed alien with eyes like burning coals. He's dangerous, ruthless and totally unreadable. He's also the only thing standing between me and fates worse than death. In this place where trust is a scarce commodity, will i be able to keep him on my side when i have nothing to offer...

He burned for control. She was born of chaos. Together, they'll shatter the laws that broke them-and forge a love fierce enough to change everything. - In a kingdom where magic is law and the powerless are sold like cattle, survival is a coin few can afford. Every season, the poorest are swept from the streets and auctioned off as Familiars - living mana batteries to feed the ambitions of greedy sorcerers. Forgotten. Disposable. Erissa expected pain when she was claimed by Lord Kaelen Carmentis - the coldest sorcerer in the court, and heir to one of the oldest bloodlines in the realm. She didn't expect the bond to awaken something inside her. And she certainly didn't expect that, in the silence between them, she would feel safe. But Familiars aren't meant to be felt. And whatever is growing between them... is breaking every rule. Because she was never meant to survive the system. She was meant to rewrite it - and burn the old world down in the process.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. Valerie Crescent once had a promising future. In the land of Maskamere, blessed by the magic of the silvertrees, she was ready to begin her training as a priestess. Then the Drakonian Empire invaded, and Valerie lost everything. Two years later, Maskamere is a vassal of the Empire. Dressmaker by day, rebel by night, Valerie embarks on a mission to restore the silvertrees and free her country. But when an assassination plot goes wrong and her magical powers are revealed, Valerie is captured by the very man she tried to kill. • • • Content warnings: Mature themes, violence (including torture), references to slavery. See the author's note for a more complete list.

The followers are convinced Adrienne and Jackson are dating. She's the social media manager for his hockey team, and he's the captain. When her boss asks them to give the people what they want for the content's sake, they can do nothing but agree. So, they're not actually dating. Not yet, at least.

When Aria Monroe lands her dream job as the new photographer for Los Angeles's professional hockey team, the last thing she expects is to work with the cocky, arrogant center Connor Holden who rocked her world five years ago during a one-night stand. She left him without a name, and now that Connor's mystery woman has finally reappeared, he'll do anything to make her his. Even if it means dealing with a complicated past he's unprepared for and keeping secrets from those he looks up to. Because if there's one thing Connor Holden is known for? It's winning, and he doesn't plan on stopping now.

Ella Frank needed to get away from her own life. When she saw a job opportunity to be a nanny, she jumped at the opportunity. She doesn't realize that she's going to nanny for a member of the NHL. Even more, she can't believe how much she ends up falling in love with the job and his children. Ella realizes she needs to sort out her past before she can continue on with her new life. ~~ Joel Winters was captain of the Toronto Blizzards. His biggest accomplishment was his two little children that he cared for more than anything in the world. Even if he had to leave hockey behind, he would be okay as long as he had his kids. When his assistant hires a new nanny, it brings Joel into a life that he thought he was over with.

Book IV of the UNC Series Carter Blake has a bone-deep hatred for the world-and especially for the people in it. All he wants is to keep his head down, focus on school and basketball, and avoid the mess of human connection. After enduring years of pain at the hands of his alcoholic mother, he's determined to cut ties with her and her endless web of lies. But the past isn't content to stay buried, and the universe seems intent on collecting on debts he's been trying to forget. Addison Kelton has always been called a bitch, long before her best friend's death hardened her even further. Now, her walls are sky-high, and she's determined to keep everyone out. She drowns her invisible scars in ink, pouring everything into her art and the future she promised her best friend she'd fight for. Nothing else matters-not her overbearing stepfather and certainly not the memories that refuse to stay in the past.

• Levi • I've wished for death too many times to count when I was a child. Too bad only my soul died, not my body. Now that i'm older, I refuse to give up.I want answers. Answers that my family can give me. A family that doesn't even know I exist. What the hell am I getting myself into? • Mayhem • I was born into this life. The club life. Violence, drugs, murder, woman, the brotherhood. It was always part of my life, minus the woman. I stay away from woman. I don't trust them, I hate them. I don't want them around me. But the little sister of my President apparently is an exception, since she won't get out of my fucking head. I'm obsessed. I hate her. I want her more than I hate her. I will get her, she will be mine. *This story contains violence, mature language, sexual content and dark themes* **I don't own any of the pictures used in this story; all right go to their rightful owners**

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚." Natalia glared at Lorenzo and tried crawling away from him once more, every cell in her body screaming for her to run as far away as she could. "How many times do I need to cum before you're satisfied?" Natalia panted against him, desperate noises leaving her mouth as the sixth orgasm started building in the pit of her stomach. Lorenzo pulled her closer when he sensed the girl crawling away, ignoring her whimpers as he grew rougher. "Until you realise this is a punishment, not a reward." "And when has excessive orgasms ever been a punishment?" "Let's see if you'll think the same in a few hours." ❦ Natalia Martin was simply on a work trip. Simply on a work trip when she happened to meet Lorenzo Valiente, not knowing that kissing him would change her life, not knowing that taking him to her hotel room would change her life, not knowing that offering him to stay would change her life. But neither had Lorenzo. Lorenzo Valiente hadn't expected that having sex with the strange woman would force her into hiding and that he'd feel compelled to take her in and undo what wrongs he had done by accidentally putting a bounty on her head. His status as capo dei capi had never affected the clueless women he fucked until then. And it was not like he had intended to put a million-dollar bounty on the young successful career woman's head. He just thought that her eyes were pretty. That her dimpled cheek was cute. And that her bright smile made his heart skip a beat.