They say a woman like me shouldn't love a man like him. I'm too loud. Too volatile. Too willing to burn everything down just to make a point. But Matthias Moretti didn't pick me for my sweetness. He picked me because I'm the only woman in this cursed city who can take his violence, match his obsession, and ride him like owning him is a birthright. He was supposed to be a holiday sin I'd laugh about later, a sweat-soaked distraction I used to bury my past. Then one savage little truth blew the floor out from under me and everything we built. Now he's tearing apart his own empire trying to drag me home, razing anything that stands between us. He shouldn't worry. I'm not hiding. I'm waiting.

Todega: Population 386 Josie Winters has it all-a life she loves, a father who adores her. Her best friend is back in town after three years, and a perfect boyfriend who she is certain is about to ask her a very important question. Until the night it shatters. The town she calls home is taken, her life thrown into chaos, and everything she thought she knew... is a lie.

One lesson I learned very early in life was to be cheerful, to be agreeable, to do as I was told and ask for nothing, and to never ever complain. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and maybe they'll love you. I grew into an adult who took care of others and never expected that those I loved would take care of me in return. I gave and never asked, never expected, never demanded. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and you'll find someone that will love you. And then one day, a Dragon walked into my workplace and turned my world upside down with a single wink. Having grown up watching his father treat his men like they were disposable, just meat bags to be fed into the grinder, Dragon was determined to be different when he became president of the Dragon's Inferno MC. He cares about his people. He takes care of them. He was upfront with me, taking care of his MC and those he considered to be his would always be his priority. And I agreed to that, I joined him in that mission, throwing myself into becoming the perfect old lady of the prez. Smile Maddie. Act happy Maddie. Take care of them and maybe they'll love you. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't complain and maybe he'll love you. I told myself I was independent. I was strong. And I didn't need my Dragon to take care of me. And I almost believed it. Almost. But now I'm watching him with her. I'm watching him comfort her. I'm watching him listen to her, support her, reassure her. I'm watching him take time from his day to check in with her. I'm watching him worry about her. I'm watching them become closer right in front of my eyes. I'm seeing every thoughtful gesture he does for her. And me? I'm not happy. I'm not smiling. I'm done being agreeable. Fuck not causing trouble. I'm about to set my Dragon's world on fire. And then I'm walking away. She can have him. For the first time in my life, I'm choosing myself.

I used to think we were the definition of couple goals. You know-the annoying kind that finish each other's sentences, post mushy anniversary captions, and make single people gag. Yeah, that was us. My husband, the love of my life. My partner. My soulmate. My... lying, cheating bastard. I walked in one night, still humming the song he sent me that morning, and found him busy. And by busy, I mean balls-deep in someone who clearly didn't know her right foundation shade. I broke. Cried till I couldn't breathe. Because that was my man, my home, my whole damn world falling apart on our Egyptian cotton sheets. But then I wiped my tears, looked at him-pathetic, naked, stammering-and realized something beautiful: heartbreak makes you dangerous. He begged. Oh, he sobbed. Promised me the world, said it meant nothing, said I was everything. So I smiled and said, prove it. And he did. Bought me cars, jewelry, houses-signed every last property in my name. My name, not ours. I let him grovel, let him believe forgiveness was for sale, and every time he kissed my feet, I made him dig his grave a little deeper. Love made me soft. Betrayal made me rich. And when I finally walked out, I didn't even slam the door. I just left him there-kneeling in the ruins of everything he thought he owned.

Kylie survived the brutal destruction of her pack only to discover her cold alpha mate was the one responsible for the brutal slaughter of her family and pack mates. She can't forgive and she won't forget. Kylie cooperates with his demands while she searches for a way to free the remaining survivors and herself. Success teaches her just how complicated mate bonds can be and gives her the chance to choose her own fate. "Screw the mate bond. If I went for his throat while he was driving in human form, I might be able to kill him right now, and if I didn't succeed, the resulting accident might. I leapt for the front seat, powerful jaw ready to rip out his throat as he had ripped out my family's to take my revenge. Without even taking his left hand off the wheel, he blocked me by getting his right forearm between my jaws. I bit down as hard as I could, wishing to break his bones and sever the limb. Worse, I felt the tingles of our first contact where violence had connected us. The iron of his blood mingled with the other scents around me." (This is a dark story, but not the stereotypical one where she falls in love with her captor. This is the story of escape from a toxic relationship and finding healthy love.) MATURE content including violence, dubious consent, intimacy, and mature and other possibility upsetting themes like threats of suicide and miscarriage. Not intended for the 18- crowd, sorry. #1 in Protective (10/23/21, 02/02/22) #1 in Pack (10/24/21)

Five years ago, Ivy White married CEO of Rose Designs and billionaire, Adrian Rose. A marriage for convenience and business, Adrian needed a wife, and Ivy needed someone in her corner. Despite their contractual marriage, they began to slowly fall in love with each other. Little did she know that after two years of marriage, however, their love would begin to fall apart. After Ivy witnesses Adrian cheating on her with a model from his company, she leaves him without a word or a chance to explain, simply laying her wedding ring on their bedside table. Fast forward three years, and Ivy has decided to file for divorce, hoping she'll finally be able to be free of Adrian Rose and his stupidly handsome face, but his appearance in her newly-established life and refusal for divorce has her questioning everything she ever thought...Now she's back in the past, stuck in a business marriage, but this time, with a man she once loved and the father of her child. Ivy must learn how to navigate their new partnership, while trying not to fall back in love with her charming and infuriating husband, who starts to make her question everything she's ever known. But will Adrian's secrets leave her unscathed? Or will they ruin her again?

I was raised to obey. Polished. Perfect. Promised. When my father ordered me to marry the heir to one of the Dominion's ruling families, I understood exactly what it meant. Power traded for peace, my freedom bartered for his empire. My new husband wasn't the monster I expected. He was patient, careful, and treated me with nothing but respect. It didn't take long for me to fall in love. I thought it was mutual. Then the truth unraveled, and I learned another woman still whispered his name in the dark. But I was never meant to be a quiet tragedy. When the truth broke me, I didn't stay broken. I made sure I was the one they whispered about next.

Nora never wanted much. Just a steady home. Simple days. A life that held its shape. She didn't crave excitement or change. She only needed predictability. Her routines, her quiet, her small world. It was enough. She believed that if she kept everything perfectly still, the life she had built would hold. And for a long time, it did. But when the ground finally shifted under her feet, Nora didn't move with it. She froze in place, the way people do when they have no other direction to turn. Because where does a person go when they have nowhere to go? Warning: This story uses mature language and scenes. © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

Four years of hoping. Four years of empty tests and quieter nights. Yara Vale once fought for a living. Until one night in the ring left her body whole but her heart scarred in ways no doctor could fix. Now she fights something worse: sanity. Her husband, Xavier, has built empires from nothing. He can conquer markets, rivals, and men - but not the one thing she wants most. A child. When she starts believing her body has finally given her a miracle, the truth waiting behind their perfect marriage is far darker than infertility. Because someone has been keeping her from the life she's been begging for - and the man she trusts most might be the reason. Love was supposed to heal them. But some wounds never heal - they turn Iridescent in the light.