Serenth Lewis is a young woman in her final year of law school. She managed to land an internship at one of the most prestigious firms. Ambitious and confident, she does everything she can to keep her personal life from interfering with her future career as a lawyer. But beneath the strong image and confidence she projects, Serenth is caught in the grip of her father's manipulation and abuse. Liliane Larris is a cold woman who is the CEO of the law firm. She shows no emotion, neither in her face nor in her actions. She is used to keeping everything under control : her posture, her behavior, her secrets. That is, until Serenth walks into her life, shattering her carefully constructed world and awakening emotions she believed she no longer possessed. If there are spelling mistakes, Sorry. 🚬

Nina felt a pair of eyes watching her. Warm, gilded brown, like the whiskey in her glass. That was how she met Roman Conway for the first time. Three years later, she meets him again, and she is pulled back into a past that cracks the surface of the seemingly perfect life she curated. ***** As Nina Jordan admires New York City from a rooftop, she seems content. She is surrounded by her closest friends, and Cameron - the man she is marrying. But when Nina goes to get a drink at the bar, she bumps into Roman Conway. To Roman, Nina looks different. Her signature curls have been pulled straight, and cut into a blunt bob, and there is a dark melancholy about her. The biggest change he is struck by is that she no longer looks at him the way she used to. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque

In a pristine, watchful neighborhood where nothing goes unnoticed, Elizabeth has always been the quiet observer. When the elderly couple next door moves out, their once-cozy cottage transforms into something sharper, darker - and the new arrivals arrive under cover of night, bringing sleek black trucks and heavy crates. ©2025

Amari Sinclair's manicured fingers had never touched anything rougher than Egyptian cotton sheets, her inheritance from Sinclair Markets ensuring she'd never need to. From her Hollywood Hills balcony, Los Angeles sprawled beneath her like a kingdom she'd never bothered to explore. Seventeen miles east, Officer Natalie Taylor wiped sweat from her brow as she radioed for backup, her S.W.A.T. vest heavy against her shoulders. The city that separated them might as well have been an ocean-until the day it wasn't.

By Kiki .L She met him before she even knew his name. It was supposed to be just another night-scrubbing tables, dodging sleazy comments, and surviving the greasy hellhole she worked at to pay for law school. But when she approached the table of seven silent men, cloaked in wealth and something far colder, she felt it-that shift in the air, like a predator had just gone still. "We're closing in 34 minutes," she snapped, exhausted and done pretending. One of them stared. He didn't speak. He didn't blink. Just watched her like he could tear her apart and piece her back together in ways she'd never recover from. Mikhail Volkov hadn't spoken since he was a child. He didn't need to. His silence was legendary. His cruelty, worse. He ruled from the shadows-Pakhan of the Volkov Bratva, a ghost draped in blood and billions, with an empire stretching from Moscow to New York and Boston bowing at his feet. No one dared cross him. No one walked away after seeing him for who he really was. But she did. She saw something she wasn't meant to. A gun. A body. And him-eyes dead, jaw clenched, waiting. She ran. He followed. And from that night on, her life was no longer her own. PG16 | Dark Romance | Bratva Mafia | Billionaire x Law Student | Obsession | Possession | Violence | Power | Mystery | South African Heroine | Psychological Tension | Silent Alpha | Trigger Warnings Apply First BOOK OF THE : HIS SERIES

"i keep my distance because I know I can't have you..." . . . moving to New York, to at least get a fresh start at life, Phoebe Andersson has no idea what is in store for her. New formed friendships, forbidden relationships and a piece of her past refusing to let her go. How exactly can a girl live peacefully? |COMPLETED|

A psychological lesbian romance Rena POV I don't want to be here. I don't want to talk. And I damn sure don't want to sit across from a woman who looks at me like she's already under my skin. She's calm. Measured. Everything I'm supposed to be. But when she tells me to breathe, I forget how. When she says my name, I feel it in places I shouldn't. Simone POV She walks in like she's ready to fight me. But I've seen that look before-rage barely holding grief together. Rena doesn't trust anyone to hold her. So I won't ask her to. I'll wait. I'll listen. And when she finally cracks... I'll be right there to feel it. Some wounds don't want to be healed-they want to be touched.

Eleanor has had a rough life but she seems to always Find the good in the world. Her family and friends mean the world to her and she would never do anything thing to hurt them but she can't deny her feelings for Venessa the "mystery women" that shows up in her life. Venessa is closed off and is very intimidated to others but once you get past the walls she is as sweet as can be. She just moved in across the street from her old friend house. But little does she know her old friend's daughter the girl That has been on her mind for weeks now. Will Eleanor be able to brake the walls and also not let her family see what is happening between them? And will Venessa allow her to see the really her, or will she push her away like she dose with every one else?? But Eleanor isn't just anyone is she ? Wlw,slow burn,forbidden,witty, romance ❤️‍🩹💐💋 #1 in learning #3 Jessicachastain #5 in ice queen #6 in hotties #10 in growth #19 in girlfriend

🕯️ After All This Time They were always in the same room. Same friends. Same birthdays. Same chaos. But never the same page. Sneha Sharma is a lawyer who doesn't do chaos or feelings... 😌 Ayesha Malik is an actress who doesn't do silence or labels... 😏 For years, they coexisted like parallel lines: close, curious, and never quite touching. Until one impulsive night in Lonavala changed everything. What follows is a slow unraveling of walls, assumptions, and whatever this thing is between them that won't go away. Told in late-night glances, unsent texts, quiet heartbreaks and loud silences, this is a story about timing, tension, and love that almost didn't happen. But after all this time... what if almost was just the beginning? ✨ A sapphic slow-burn from the world of When You Looked at Me, If I Look Back Now, and Swipe Left for Feelings. 💬 Featuring emotionally unavailable lawyers, actresses in denial, and one unforgettable trip...

He saw her, he saved her, he healed her and he claimed her. "Every man needs a woman when his life is a mess, because just like chess; the Queen protects the King". Mature themes and content