Keats Colter has no complaints where his life is concerned. He has a loyal family, owns his own business, and he's also an ex-Marine. Leading a charmed life, he can't think of anything missing, especially since he's not ready to rush to the altar or anything like that. Poppy Dream knew betrayal, and she still didn't know why. She'd had a great job, a loving fiancé, and her parents were the supportive kind. Nevertheless, when life as she knows it comes crashing down all around her, she runs away to Carmel Springs after buying an exploding bakery. When Keats meets the new bakery owner, rushing to the altar doesn't sound so bad after all.

He wears scars like armor. She wears confidence like a weapon. And in a town that believes in soulmates... they never stood a chance. Void: I'm the ruthless President of the Savage Sinners MC. Feared, respected, and untouchable. On the outside, I'm all dominance and control. On the inside, I'm convinced no woman could ever want me. Not with the darkness I carry or the scars etched into my skin. Sam: I don't believe in fate. I do believe in knowing what I want, and taking it. I wasn't looking for forever, just one unforgettable night. But one look was all it took. In Galetown, legends say soulmates recognize each other instantly. When Void and Sam collide, denial burns just as hot as desire. He thinks he'll ruin her. She refuses to let him push her away. Two alphas. One undeniable bond. And a love neither of them saw coming. A gritty MC romance with soulmate energy, fast-burn heat, and a scarred hero who never expected to be chosen.

Zolan Book 3. Can be read as a standalone. One second I'm at the NASA headquarters, and the next second, I'm teleported to the territory of an angry alien.

Rava Weston is the definition of the ideal son. He follows the rules, smiles when he should, and never causes trouble. His future is laid out-while he has just enough space to secretly chase his own quiet dreams of becoming a teacher, so long as he plays the role his parents expect. But when he's forced to attend a family summit back in Italy, everything starts to unravel. Because Gio Fontana will be there. Gio is reckless, magnetic, too rich for his own good. He's got cops who know him by name, and NOT because they're friends. His motorcycle is his greatest love, and rules don't seem to apply to him. He has a reputation that makes fathers lock their doors. Especially Rava's father. Rava and Gio, never got along. But this time, the tension feels like hunger more than hate. And as the days stretch on, Rava's perfectly safe world starts to slip through his fingers, because what's building between him and Gio is forbidden. Not just risky. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - gay 🥇 #1 - rivals 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - forbiddenlove 🥇 #1 - lgbtfiction 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - boyxboy 🥇 #1 - biker 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gaylove 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - fluffy 🥇 #1 - mxm 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - love 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - funny 🥇 #1 - obsession 🥇 #1 - lgbtromance 🥇 #1 - traveling 🥇 #1 - fatalattraction 🥇 #1 - grumpyxsunshine 🥇 #1 - slowburn 🥇 #1 - queer Also available on Amazon, physical + Kindle version with extra spicy scenes ✨

She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

When Savannah Cole inherits her grandfather's struggling ranch, she's determined to prove she's more than just a rich girl in boots. But the land isn't the only thing that needs saving-so does her pride, her name, and maybe... her heart. Enter Colt Maddox: brooding cowboy, rough hands, and a reputation for making good girls wild. Too bad Savannah's sass, curves, and no-nonsense fire drive him damn crazy. As sweat, saddle leather, and late nights blur the lines between business and pleasure, Savannah and Colt give in to a heat they can't deny. But with jealous rivals, buried secrets, and a past that won't stay quiet-can a city-born heiress and a wild cowboy build something real? Or will their love burn out faster than a prairie storm? A spicy, emotional, filthy-sweet cowboy romance filled with saddle sex, barn lofts, whipped cream, and the kind of dirty talk that leaves readers breathless.

When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

She hears all the locker room talk. She helps when the guys drink too much before a game. She tapes them up when they're injured. And in return, they watch her back. While most students spend their time partying, Lily spends her free time working. But her job as the assistant athletic trainer for the PSU football team comes with the benefit of being friends with every player on the team. Except the entirely too cocky, reckless, and charming golden boy of the team: Vincent Bradshaw. When they aren't spouting insults at one another, Vincent and Lily are doing everything in their power to avoid each other. That is, until Vincent gets injured.

𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳. 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘍𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤é 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. "𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱..." 𝘐 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳. 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺, 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯. 𝘐 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩. "𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦.. 𝘑𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮." 𝘐 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥. "𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸." 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘣 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘵. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥.. 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬. "𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦." 𝘐 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘴. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯. 𝘔𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺

(In the process of re-editing this story) *Book One in the Treacherous Series* Maeve I lead a fairly boring life. I don't party, I don't go clubs, and I definitely don't go out on blind dates set up by a coworker I barely tolerate. I show up to the date thinking I am meeting some prince charming type, but in his stead is a mysterious man with cloudy gray eyes and devilish good looks. Caine I am the feared leader of the Russian Bravta. For years, I have plotted revenge against the person responsible for stealing the single most important person away from me. I will stop at nothing to ensure I get what I want, even if the cost requires me to hold an innocent woman captive.(18+) Trigger Warnings: This book is a dark romance with lots of trigger warnings such as: -sexual content -use of weapons (guns, knives, etc) -killing -kidnapping -abuse This story is not for everyone, please be aware before continuing. Please note that I used Google Translate for the Russian to English translations. There is a chance that they may not be accurate.