𝑻𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒂𝒔 "Moria didn't cry for her mother anymore. She had gone silent - a hollowed-out version of the child I once knew. I was the King of an empire built on glass, watching my legacy crumble because I couldn't fix a four-year-old's heart. And then, she saw her." 𝑬𝒛𝒓𝒂 "I didn't exist in color anymore. I was a twin who had lost her mirror, a girl waiting for a life that was never going to come back. And then, I felt a small, trembling hand catch mine... and the silence finally broke." A romance filled with secrets, obsession, grief, and a truth that will change everything. ✧ Found Family ✧ Age Gap ✧ Forbidden Love ✧ Single Dad / Nanny Romance ✧ Grumpy × Sunshine (with a twist) ✧ Forced Proximity ✧ Identity Theft

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. She hides behind sharp boots and brighter dresses, yellow loud enough to drown out the cracks in her heart. It almost works. Until the man her papa crossed decides to collect what he's owed. He doesn't ask. He takes. Tattooed hands. A ruler of empires built on blood. He closes the distance. She tries to keep it. But he's always liked the chase.

✾mature✾ ❝If I were to go back and do it all differently, I would. You see, I just have so many new ideas. I would pick you up, and kiss all along your body starting here.❞ His thumb caresses my bottom lip, and travels down the side of my neck, before making its way down the center of my chest. His touch makes me tremble. My pulse quickens as he sends his fingers further down my stomach. ❝And I would end here.❞ He says, his hand stopping in between my legs. I can't help but moan at his sudden action. But it isn't enough, I need more. ❝And then I would bend you across the table, and fuck you until you're screaming my name.❞ His dirty words make me feel weak, I have no power when it comes to him and I know it. ❝So do it.❞ ❀❀❀ *ongoing* Isabelle Davis has had her fair share of losses in life, but what happens when all the ghosts from her past return? Mason West, Isabelle's childhood friend left three years ago without so much of an explanation. Imagine her surprise when she encounters him at a party to find that the cheerful and carefree boy she once knew has been replaced with a tattooed brooding man with many secrets of his own. But what happens when they sleep together and Isabelle suddenly finds herself in too deep, being forced to face a whirlwind of drama, lies, and most of all... secrets? I mean... How much does a one night stand really change things? ✦NOTE✦ This story is a slow burner. The two love interests in the book don't immediately fall in love, throughout the story they experience many downfalls. But just like NF once said, if you want love you gon' have to go through the pain..♡ ✯rankings✯ #42 in romance #16 in badboy #1 in summer romance

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)