She's spent years learning how to keep her heart locked tight. He's spent months trying not to lose his mind over her. Emery Blake doesn't do vulnerability. After life has taught her that closeness comes with a price, keeping everyone at arm's length feels safer-even if it means swallowing her loneliness whole. But then there's Luca Hart: steady where she's guarded, patient where she's distant, and hopelessly drawn to every part of her she tries to hide. Luca has wanted Emery from the moment they met, but he's learned to live with yearning in silence-watching her smile, watching her pull away, and hoping one day she'll see that he's been standing right in front of her, loving her quietly. When a moment of unexpected closeness cracks Emery's walls, she's confronted with a terrifying truth: letting him in might ruin everything... or finally give her the kind of love she's never believed she deserved. But he's not giving up. Not on her. Not on them.

She didn't believe in romance. He didn't believe in ease. And yet, they both fell anyway. *** Alena Rogers doesn't believe in romance. Not the fairy-tale, soulmates, "I saw him across the room" kind. She believes in sarcasm, iced coffee, academic glory, and emotionally unavailable fictional men with good jawlines. Definitely not in Aaryan Reuel, the infuriatingly composed, council-president-type with a secret softness and very real dimples.

"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦ Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother. Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi. Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her. ❦ "I don't share, angel." "He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away. His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me." ❦ READ BOOK 2 -> The Kingmaker HIGHEST RANKING: #5 romance - 6/26/22 Dark Romance Cover by @-simplyhan