Meet Kennedy, a young woman whose hard work through college has finally paid off with her dream job. Little did she know, this job comes with incredible perks, some of which were never mentioned in the contract. This book does not end on a cliffhanger and is HEA. 6 chili peppers 🌶️ 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ This is an unedited First Draft! Completed 10/11/2023 -under editing

Sarasi Smith has spent the last 4 years trying to help her family out of a mess she didn't even create. Feeling lost, scared, and confused she reaches a breaking point and decides enough is enough. Just when she's ready to end it all, she meets a certain someone that has her questioning everything. This man who's ruthless, scary, moody, with a soft spot reserved just for her just might be the one to change her mind and her life forever. And his name is Mugen.

"Sometimes I think about what my life would be like without you." "Then leave."

(poly seventeen×Y/N arrange marriage au) Forced into an arranged marriage with thirteen distant, sarcastic men, Y/N faces an uphill battle. She's the youngest, the outsider, and no matter how hard she tries, it feels like they'll never accept her. They scoff at her attempts to be part of their world. But Y/N isn't the type to back down. With every insult, she grows stronger, determined to make them notice her - even if it means breaking down every wall they've built. In a house filled with denial, one thing is clear: feelings are starting to change. •Mature content is going to be present•

❝Magic isn't just a spark; it's the way the soil breathes before the first bloom of spring.❞ .̩₊̣.̩✧̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣̣̩⋆·̩̩.̩̥·̩̩⋆̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡- 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐋𝐔𝐙𝐙𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎 is the definition of grounded. A girl from a rainy valley in Washington, her life was measured in shifts at her mother's garden shop, science fairs with her dad, and the comfort of her Italian-Hispanic home. After a tiny graduation and a local Associate's degree, she never expected her first travel abroad to be a one-way ticket to the mist-shrouded peaks of Romania. WELCOME TO NOXMERE ACADEMY. Situated on a Limen-Point, a thinning of the veil between the human world and the infinite Aetheria Dimensions, Noxmere is a Gothic labyrinth where trees whisper in Latin. In a sea of Luminals with wings and fangs, Maristella is a mundane anchor in a world that defies gravity. At the academy's heart sits the Hexad, six royal heirs bonded by a dormant, primal magic. They are the apex predators of the realms, waiting for a celestial queen to complete their power. They don't know that Maristella is their Septimus-Soul, their fated mate. To them, she is an impossible puzzle; a fragile human who smells like the first day of creation and makes their instincts scream for a possession they can't explain. ⏾ Tom & Matheo Riddle: Umbra-Kings with the dark fire of the Void-Dragon. ⏾ Draco Malfoy: The Glacial Aristocrat wielding lethal Crystal-Frost. ⏾ Blaise Zabini: The Helios-Weaver, a master of Solar-Alchemy. ⏾ Theodore Nott: The Echo-Demon who hears the Hum of the Universe. ⏾ Lorenzo Berkshire: The Astral-Seeker who hunts for her in his dreams. They rule the realms. They command the elements. And they are about to be brought to their knees by a girl who misses the Seattle rain.

She's barely getting by when he appears in her life, only focused on one thing. Neither would suspect their paths would cross again without the four walls of his hotel room. Can she uncover the real him, even if she hasn't uncovered the real her yet?

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

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Bryce had been a good kid. A better than good kid actually, with his sense of justice and high morals. He wanted to be a police officer and do good things for his community and the world. But then he was kidnapped because of one of his many good deeds, and worse yet, he had dragged his girlfriend, Krissy, into the dangerous mess he had made for himself. Their kidnapper was a woman, a mother, who blamed him for her son's imprisonment and later death. The woman's goal was to torture him, break him, and turn a good kid bad. It wouldn't have worked if not for Krissy - the good kid's one weakness. The one thing he would do anything for, including becoming a Monster.

My husband, after four years of marriage, suddenly pushed and pushed for an open marriage. I resisted, but he kept at me until I gave in. Then I discovered he never intended for me to partake -- only he would. He thought wrong.