Andy realizes the hard way that he's too pretty for prison. Unfortunately he's already caught the eye of the most dangerous inmate in Third Block. [COMPLETE] Warning: Dark Romance, Obsession, Prison

A marriage built on power. A love never given.

Eli underestimates the $100k contract he signs with a diabolical, brat-taming dom. Warning: BDSM, Control, Panties

"You came begging for a shield, sweetheart. You had a dead man's blood on your hands and a terrified child clutching your leg, and you thought you were just asking for sanctuary. You didn't know I've spent four years turning the Russian underworld into a slaughterhouse just to find the girl who smiled at me in a hallway. You want me to wipe out the cartel that hurt her? Done. I'll burn them to ash before the sun comes up. But the price is you. You think this diamond on your finger is a marriage? It's a cage. And I am never, ever opening the door." - Andrei Romanov --- To the Russian underworld, Andrei Romanov is the Devil-a ruthless, untouchable Don who commands the largest criminal syndicate in the country. To Angelina Smirnova, he was just a bleeding boy she bandaged in a school corridor four years ago. She forgot his face. He converted an empire into a search engine to find hers. Angelina is a gentle English teacher who has spent her life pouring her soul into the children at her orphanage. When nine-year-old Nika is brutally assaulted by a cartel heir, Angelina doesn't hesitate-she kills the monster and runs. Desperate, hunted, and out of options, she seeks out the only man powerful enough to keep the child safe. She thought she was asking a crime boss for a favor. She didn't know she was walking straight into the arms of a man whose obsession has no ceiling and no limit. Andrei agrees to protect the little girl, but his price is absolute: a marriage. Angelina thinks she sold her soul to a monster to save a child. She doesn't know that the Devil has been waiting four years to worship her, and he will burn the entire world down to ensure she never leaves his cage. _ Book 2 of the Addicted Series {Can be read as a standalone too}

"You kept chasing me. You smiled when I glared, you stayed when I pushed. You thought your relentless kindness could fix me. Baka. You should have run when I gave you the chance. You didn't realize you were just waking up a monster. You ignored every warning. I don't want to be fixed. I want to ruin you for anyone else. I will tear apart every engine, burn down every city, and shatter any man who dares to even breathe near you. ou wanted my attention? Congratulations, Amber. You have it. All of it. And now, you can't run from me even If you want to cause I'm never letting you go." - Kazuki Kurosawa ___ He smoked heavy cigarettes, I drank tea. He rebuilt broken motorcycles in the dark, I read shameless love stories in the sun. He warned me to stay away, I stepped closer. He called me a baka, I called him mine. I thought I was teaching a cynical lone wolf how to love. I didn't realize I was teaching him how to obsess. To the rest of the university, Kazuki Kurosawa is a badboy, a ghost. A cold, untouchable engineering prodigy who prefers the roar of an engine over the sound of human voices. To me, he was just a boy I couldn't resist. Armed with my calf-length dresses, my late father's silver ring, and a ridiculous amount of optimism, I chased him. I ignored his brutal honesty, his freezing glares, and his toxic attempts to push me away. It was supposed to be innocent. A hopeless romantic trying to melt a frozen heart. But I played with fire. Because when you push a broken man to finally feel something, you cannot control what happens when he snaps. I fell first. But Kazuki fell harder. And the boy who once wanted absolutely nothing to do with me is now the man who will burn the entire world to the ground before he lets anyone take his me away.

"You wrote about monsters like you understood them, little dove. You gave them rules, you gave them boundaries, and you thought you were safe hiding behind a fake name and a computer screen. You weren't safe. You were bleeding out a map right to my front door. I spent three years awake in the dark, swallowing your words like religion, because you wrote the exact kind of violent, fucked-up madness that already lives in my bones. You didn't invent the villain, Amy. You summoned him. So go ahead. Hide in your quiet little house. Lock your doors. Put a whole ocean between us. But when I cross it and tear those walls down, I'm not asking for the next chapter. I'm going to lock you in the dark with the real thing, and I am going to love you until you can't remember how to write a happy ending without me in it." - Cole Blain To the world, Amy Mae Williams is a ghost. A quiet, terrified girl hiding in the UK, writing filthy, morally black romance novels to survive her own grief. To Cole Blain, she is the only reason he hasn't completely lost his mind. Cole is a Montana rancher and former Army Specialist who hasn't slept a full night since he was ten years old. He operates on a frequency of violence that makes real psychopaths sweat. During his darkest deployments, he devoured Ava's books. He didn't just read them; he recognized himself in the violent, obsessive men she created. He knows her pen name. And now, he knows her real one. When her editor mysteriously vanishes, Amy is forced out of hiding and across the ocean to a remote Montana cabin. She's looking for answers. She finds the neighbor instead. A pale-eyed, sunburnt predator who looks exactly like the monsters she writes about. Because he is one. Amy writes about monsters who would burn the world to ashes for the women they love. She is about to realize she just walked straight into the cage of one. And Cole Blain has absolutely no intention of ever letting his little dove fly away.

"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

Audrey Hill is in a big problem. While most people would find drawings of buildings boring, she finds comfort in them. she can make everyone's dream home come true. But when an old couple asks her to make their dream home, she didn't realise that it would be her nightmare. Because it involves her to live with her obnoxious grumpy colleague. But after living and basically sleeping in the same room with him she realises that he's not as bad as he seems. He is possesive, selfish, rough and gentle with her. Audrey has never seen this side of him but when he says things like something you only hear in imaginations, something shifts and all the rough touches and threats towards the people who even look in her direction seems comforting. Now their beautiful vacation is coming to an end and she has to make a choice whether she wants to continue living in the beautiful mountains with the grumpy man or she wants her simple comforting life back. ____________________________________________ He grabs me by my ankle and pulls me to the edge of the bed, like I weight nothin. He steps between my legs, grabs me by hair and says right next to my ears. "You realise that you aren't going to get any sleep tonight, sunflower. You haven't begun to see my rough side. You are going to get fucked like I hate you and when I am done fucking you, I will eat your greedy pussy and then, I am going to fuck you again." ____________________________________________ 18+ READERS ONLY