"No one speaks to me the way you have been lately" He warned, his eyes trained on mine. "What are you going to do, kill me?" I answered back, my gaze focused only on his kissable full lips. "Much worse." I didn't have time to comprehend anything before he gripped my hips and slammed me down onto the bed, making my breath hitch. My hair had covered my face from the impact, very quickly I pushed it out of my way when Luca hovered over my body, his hands holding him up on each side of me. "Wha-" He shut me up by placing his lips on mine, making my entire insides melt. Sparks jolted throughout my body as his soft lips molded with mine, he kissed me with so much need and urgency that a quiet moan unexpectedly escaped from me... ••• Luca Vendor, the name that shoots shivers down people's spines. He's dark and mysterious, never loved and has always been taught to show zero emotion. When he comes across Kimberly Folin, a beautiful American woman, he's intrigued by her sassy attitude and ability to turn him down. Usually, a woman would drop their pants at the site of him, but Kimberly is very different. Not planning on letting her go anytime soon, he decides on asking for her to teach him how to be gentle, just for her. But when Luca causes trouble with a Russian leader, innocent Kimberly is thrown into a world full of danger... - HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in Love story #1 in Italian #4 in Adult Romance #9 in Romance ⚠️Mature themes, violence & strong language⚠

BOOK 3 "Dance with me Tallulah." His whisper slithered over my skin, tempting me to comply. I smirked as I brought forth my current, allowing it to course my skin. I put my hand in his expecting him to fall to the ground from my immense shock. He only smiled, clasping his long fingers around my hand, tugging me up from my chair. I gasped as he pulled me in, forcing my body flush with his. I called on my full power, letting my electricity flow through him. Why wasn't he reacting? Anyone else would have been screeching in paralyzed agony. He hummed as I tripled the amount of electricity that would normally kill a man. "I suggest you stop. All that powers making my cock hard." He whispered, letting his blood stained lips graze my ear. ~~~ Tallulah has been in hiding since she was a baby. As the first half demon child to walk the earth, her father, demon rebellion against the vampire royals, wanted to shield her from supernatural backlash. But it was her fate that worried him most. The fate that a certain horrible, emotionless royal would take her as his own. Her father preferred a mortal life for his precious Tallulah than suffer eternity mated to the heartless blood thirsty Augustus Vercelis. Augustus is formally known as Augostino Vercelis, royal throne holder of the undead. Although he is indeed a murderous vampire, he hadn't enjoyed the bloodied kill of his thirst in over 200 years. His curse had him bound to good nature. At least until he finds the mystery creature that holds the ultimate gift of soul-mated love. If he can have her, he is free to lead the life he pleases, with zero constraints. And he is determined to make Tallulah his when he feels her blade deep in his heart. She's a feisty little mouse, but he likes the chase. (Warning: This book has intense mature scenes! Kink shaming comments will be deleted. Augutus has lived almost a thousand years with zero emotional attachment to anyone, his love is an acquired taste and doesn't come naturally.)

BOOK 2 The way his breath fanned my cheeks, how big his hand felt around my wrists, how easy it would be to lean up and press my lips to his. A rush of heat ran to my core. I groaned and tried squirming again. My wolf surfaced, showing him our yellow eyes. She wanted him, and she wanted him to know just how much. Just then I felt my underwear dampen. "Arlo." I whimpered. I was embarrassed, he was too old for me. That's what he kept saying, that's what I kept saying. Waiting was the only way he'd have me. And I was willing to wait, but my body wasn't. My wolf was new, she didn't have his self control. He closed his eyes, pressing his forehead to mine. My breathing was erratic as his lips were just centimeters from mine. "Clean yourself up." He growled, slowly releasing my wrists and taking his warm weight off of me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After the death of Alpha Deacon Vidar, his Beta Arlo Henson, tried his best to be there for Deacon's mate Ellis and child Althea. After a few years Ellis re-mated and Arlo decided it was no longer appropriate to be so close to little Althea, seeing as the pull he felt towards her was only growing. After 13 years of staying away from the family, he is called in for a possible threat. Althea is 17 now and feeling the stress of taking over as pack leader, as well as finishing high school. On top of everything she's stuck training with her dead fathers best friend, Beta Arlo. She is filled with rage when finding out Arlos long kept secret. Will Arlo's love for Althea outweigh his respect for his dead friend? Will Althea forgive and fall into the pull she has with Arlo? Are there secrets about Alpha Vidar's death that don't add up? Their taboo love will be the least of their worries...

Iris has had a difficult life, running from her past and living like a nomad. She is not a regular wolf. She curses the Moon goddess for the gifts she possesses. The ability to heal others. At least that is what she tells herself and her best friend Aria. she wants nothing to do with being a wolf. She barely shifts, does not believe in mates, and hates everything that has to do with packs. And she shows her disregard. With a foul mouth and attitude to match, she is always landing herself and her traveling companion, Aria, in trouble. Until one day she runs into a pack of ancient wolves, rumored to be extinct. The first wolves made by the Moon goddess, and finds out the Alpha of the pack is her mate. And of course, she wants nothing to do with him, and he wants everything to do with her. But He is not one to be toyed with, brutal and heartless( and that's just being modest). He refuses to let her disrespect him and will go to any extent to ensure she submits to his every will. Thankfully, she can't die. But a war is coming, and it's out of this world. Malik and Iris are the only ones that can stop it, and they don't know it yet. Will they be able to push their differences away and let the Moon goddess finish what she started, or will they be to pig-headed and stubborn to fall in love?

Maya applied pressure to my wound. I hissed from the pain. "Stop fucking around." She rolled her eyes at me. Maya finished tending my wound, wrapping it with a bandage. As she got up to put the first aid away, I stopped her. My thumb rubbed against the cool skin of her hand. I pulled her to sit on my lap. My fingers ran through her hair. "You're doing it again." I ignored her, sinking my chin into her shoulder. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I placed small pecks on neck. Her breathing turning heavy. "Stop. Someone could walk in." "And? You think they want to watch? Shit, I would." _____________________________________ ~Maya Castillo~ Escaping her traumatic past, Maya and her brother, Santiago, run to New York. In hopes to run her family business one day along side with her brother, she takes a college program at NYU. But when a anonymous person threatens her, Santiago turns to a past trusted friend. His price for protection? Her. ~Noah Slade~ In Manhattan, Noah is feared around the entire city. New York bows to his feet. He works in multiple businesses and is known in the mafia world as well. When a old friend from high school comes to him for protection, he comes face to face with his friend's sister once again, knowing exactly what he wants in exchange. ~ H I G H E S T R A N K S ~ #6- badass 8/24/2022 #8- ongoing 10/31/2022 #6- maya 5/3/2025 #1- maya 5/4/2025 #5- enemiestolovers 5/8/2025 #5- interesting 5/14/2025

"You think you're a ghost in these halls, Aurora, but I have memorized the frequency of your breath. Go ahead-run. But I am the horizon; no matter how far you go, you are still within my sight. I will dismantle every version of a life you've built without me until the only thing left for you to lean on is my shadow. You aren't just a part of my world; you are the pulse I use to measure it." - Evander Laurent __________ In the hallowed, gothic halls of Ardencrest University, being a 'Ghost' is a survival strategy. Scholarship student Aurora Lane knows the rules: stay invisible, protect her brother, and avoid the gaze of the Elite. But she made one fatal mistake. She was noticed by the Crown Prince. Evander Laurent doesn't just lead; he possesses. He is a mastermind who views people as chess pieces, and he has decided that Aurora is his most prized prize. He doesn't want her heart-he wants to be the very air she breathes. He is systematically isolating her, tearing down her world until he is the only thing she has left to hold onto. In a game of psychological warfare and dark obsession, Aurora must decide: will she break under his control, or will she learn to rule the shadows he created? He's not just watching her. He's rewriting her reality. ____ "The Crown Prince |18+" is the first book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series

"You ran, sunshine. Seven fucking years, an ocean, a quiet little life. You thought distance could cure you of me. Sweet thing - I'm the disease. And I don't want the fucking cure either. I took the throne so I could put every camera and every satellite on this planet between you and your next breath. I'll burn London to find the street you live on. I'll tear the Crown off my own head and use it as a key. And when I find you - and I will find you - you can wear that quiet little life like a Sunday dress. I'll peel it off you one slow inch at a time. With my teeth, if I have to." - Asher Rowan _____ To the world, Asher Rowan is the Crown Prince of England - the most photographed man on the planet, with three centuries of bloodline and the entire British intelligence apparatus at his back. To Athena, he is just a boy who read books to her at the back of a public library when they were sixteen. She walked away from him seven years ago. Clean breakup. Calm voice. A lie she swore would die in her mouth. She built a small life in London - paint on her wrists, sunshine in her smile - and told herself she made peace with him. She is about to open her phone, and the world is about to show her his face. He took the throne for one reason. To find her. He expects her to be afraid. He expects her to run. What he does not expect is that the sunshine girl from that library never stopped being his. That she did not leave because she stopped loving him. She left because she loved him too much to let him carry her. He built an empire to hunt her. He took a throne to claim her. And he will burn it all down to drag her back into the only ordinary life he was ever allowed to live. _______ "The Royal Prince | 18+" is the special edition of the "Princes of Ardencrest" Series. {Can be read as a standalone}

FIRST BOOK OF THE VELVET & VOWS SERIES ♟️❤️‍🔥! ------------------------ Isabella Romano left her parents with nothing but a dream. Years later, she is a famous fashion designer with her own luxury brand in New York. Power. Money. Success. She has it all. What she doesn't know... is that New York is owned by the mafia. And the man who controls it is Matteo Lorenzo Moretti. Their worlds should never collide. But when they do, there is no escape. Because Matteo never loses what belongs to him. And once he sets his eyes on Isabella... she becomes his obsession. ----------- "Dio, Isabella... guarda cosa fai a me." (God, Isabella... look what you're doing to me.) he murmured, my name falling from his lips like a warning and a confession at the same time. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly too tight. He lifted his hand, slow enough that I could've stepped back. I didn't. His fingers brushed my waist. Just barely. A ghost of a touch. But it lit every nerve in my body on fire. I exhaled shakily, my voice barely a whisper. "Matteo..." His jaw flexed. His eyes dropped to my lips. Heat rippled through the space between us. And then - completely undone - he whispered, "Fuck it." Before I even realized he'd moved, his mouth crushed against mine. The kiss hit me like a shock - fierce, hungry, weeks of tension igniting in one impossible explosion. His hand slid behind my neck, pulling me into him as if he'd been holding back a storm and finally let it break loose. ------------ #1 gunfights - 01/22/2026 - 01/25/2026 #1 fashiondesigner 01/25/2026 #1 badboy 01/25/2025

He burned for control. She was born of chaos. Together, they'll shatter the laws that broke them-and forge a love fierce enough to change everything. - In a kingdom where magic is law and the powerless are sold like cattle, survival is a coin few can afford. Every season, the poorest are swept from the streets and auctioned off as Familiars - living mana batteries to feed the ambitions of greedy sorcerers. Forgotten. Disposable. Erissa expected pain when she was claimed by Lord Kaelen Carmentis - the coldest sorcerer in the court, and heir to one of the oldest bloodlines in the realm. She didn't expect the bond to awaken something inside her. And she certainly didn't expect that, in the silence between them, she would feel safe. But Familiars aren't meant to be felt. And whatever is growing between them... is breaking every rule. Because she was never meant to survive the system. She was meant to rewrite it - and burn the old world down in the process.

Grace was an ordinary girl... Sike. This isn't one of those stories. Meet Grace Belmonte, who belongs to one of the biggest gangs in Italy. She's well known for her smart mouth, racing, bad-ass fighting and now the target on her back... After killing three of the Italian Mafia's best men, she unintentionally caught the attention of Antonio Romero; the Mafia's ruthless leader. And now he wants her... - - - He let go of my hands to cup my ass and I kissed him once again, my hands tangled in his black hair. We finally broke apart, his forehead leaning on mine. "Vuoi tornare a casa mia? (Wanna go back to my place?)", he asked me with a smirk. "Sì. (Yes.)", I breathed. He let go of me and stepped back, giving me just enough time to punch him in the stomach and run back to my car. - Warning: Strong language and mature scenes!