𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘋𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯/𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 Marshall Hill was just an aspiring architect before The Turn forced him to become something else: a survivor. It hasn't been easy. For one reason or another, he always ends up alone. Everyone leaves him behind. He thought it would just be easier to try toughing through the grit alone to stay alive, but he can't keep avoiding people forever. With his supplies running low and his tremors getting worse, he has a decision to make. Can he trust a new group of strangers? Can he open himself up and learn to feel safe again? It feels so far away, but, honestly? He thinks he'd be better off dead than alone. SECOND BOOK IS UP! ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴅᴀʀʏʟ/ᴏᴍᴄ ＠Ｌｉｔｈｏｐｈｅｎｅ ｏｎ Ａｒｃｈｉｖｅｓ Ｏｆ Ｏｕｒ Ｏｗｎ （ＡＯ３） Posted directly from Ao3. I am NOT the original Author.

𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘋𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯/𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 Sydney Collins is 'blessed' with a gift of never dying, waking up time and time again, accident after accident. When the apocalypse hits, he finds himself in the company of a little girl who is lost from her group. What else could he do but help her? TW/CW: Implied/Referenced Suicide, Drugs, Overdoses, Death, Like lots of death, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Sexual Assault/Non-con and even more death. ＠ｃｏｌｏｕｒｆｕｌｐｅａｃｈｅｓ ｏｎ Ａｒｃｈｉｖｅｓ Ｏｆ Ｏｕｒ Ｏｗｎ （ＡＯ３） Posted directly from Ao3. I am NOT the original Author.

Kaleb has recently turned nineteen still anticipating the arrival of his mate. Much to his surprise the omega happens upon a giant sleeping male tiger in the woods. Zev, a twenty four year old marauding tiger was enjoying his life of solitude until a certain adorable omega stumbles into his perfect life of leisure.

After dropping out of high school, Reese thought he could leave everything behind and pursue a quiet life running a flower shop. But when his mother forces him to transfer to an elite school for his final year, with the promise of freedom once he graduates, he has no choice but to comply. Determined to make it through, Reese is focused on one thing: finishing school with no distractions. He plans to avoid friendships, connections, and anything that could pull him off course. That is, until he's assigned to share a dorm room with Lancel Mo, a famous Alpha from a prestigious family known for his looks and impeccable reputation. Despite Reese's best efforts to remain detached, he gets pulled into Lancel's world of secrets, attraction, and unexpected emotions. Can Reese stick to his plan, or will his connection with Lancel take him on a journey he never anticipated? Disclaimer: The Cover Photo of this book is not mine. All rights to the owner. If you are the owner and don't want it to be used, I will gladly take it down. Thank you.

Miss Diana Bridgerton ( twin sister to daphne Bridgerton ) debuts the same season as her twin and encounters a certain prince.

She was never meant to exist in their world. Charlotte is sixteen, quiet, observant-and very much from the future. One moment she is falling asleep watching Bridgerton; the next, she is waking on a polished floor in the middle of the Bridgerton sitting room, surrounded by history's most powerful family. Given a borrowed name and a carefully constructed past, Charlotte Bridgerton is woven into society thread by thread-taught how to walk, speak, survive, and endure a century that was never built for girls like her. The ton whispers. The Queen watches. Scandal breathes down her neck. And then there is Prince James, Duke of Richmond-the youngest son of the Crown. Kind where men are cruel. Powerful where others perform. A prince raised for duty who becomes dangerously undone by a girl who does not belong to his time... yet fits his soul perfectly. But Charlotte knows the future. She knows how stories like this end. And loving a prince- in a world obsessed with legacy- may be the most dangerous thing of all. A Bridgerton-era time travel romance filled with silk, scandal, quiet obsession, found family, and a love that threatens history itself.

When Mylo Heather finds himself lost at a party his friend convinced him to attend, he searches high and low for his friends that have ran off to their own corners. When searching he comes across the party host's brother, Miguel Andorran. He's sexy beyond belief, and shirtless, and wants Mylo. It's only a matter of time he gets what he wants... Oh and did I forget to mention? He's a dominant. [WARNING]: Will at some point in the very near future contain sex scenes. This is BDSM! If you no like, you have no soul! *cough cough* I mean piss off. *cough cough* I mean the exits that way. *cough cough* I have a cold! *sniffles* :'(

Jessi Harper isn't your typical Mafia asset. He's the Italian Mafia's most prized escort-sharp-tongued, untouchable, and always dressed to kill. Fiercely loyal but wild at heart, Jessi plays the game on his own terms. He's used to being wanted, used to being watched... but not like this. Not by him. Derick Marino leads the Mafia like a god-cold, feared, and always in control. He doesn't bend. He doesn't break. And he definitely doesn't get distracted by the Mafia's flirtatious plaything. At least, that's the story he tells himself every time Jessi walks into the room with that maddening smile and a strut that demands attention. He's the king. Jessi's the spark. And their chemistry? A ticking time bomb. Derick says he's straight. Jessi's made a career out of teasing men like him. But what happens when teasing turns into tension that won't go away? When stolen glances become something more? And when the most forbidden thing becomes the one thing neither of them can resist? This isn't just a fling. It's a war between desire and denial-and someone's going to lose control. --- Sneak Peek: My back arched, teeth sinking into the pillow as the sound of skin meeting skin echoed around the candlelit room. I was a mess-sweaty, breathless, wrecked. Exactly how he liked me. Then I felt his hand in my hair, rough and demanding, yanking me back just enough to hear his voice-low, dangerous, and right against my ear. "I'm going to fuck you until every candle in this room burns out." --- Note: This is a BL (Boys' Love) dark romance with a whole lot of tension, complicated feelings, and two men who should know better-but don't stop anyway. Perfect for readers who like their stories messy, magnetic, and just a little bit dangerous.

After the death of his dad, Dawson Carlyle didn't expect to discover that werewolves exist. Not only that, but he is the mate of Louis Monarch, the head of a powerful wolf pack. Whisked into a word of gods, nymphs, and satyrs, Dawson gets used to his new life and new dangers that threaten him and his new-found love.

Camilo Carter is The Doctor of East Hadena, one of the deadliest serial killers the city has ever seen. He's excellent at what he does, with no signs of getting caught any time soon. He thinks he has it all figured out, sees himself as almost bulletproof. He's never slipped up, never come remotely close. Camilo is untouchable. That is, until the really hot lead investigator of his case moves in across the hall. ~ "Perfect," he tells me, tone low. My heart practically stops beating in my chest. "I meant you're perfect." Decari doesn't know. He has no idea how untrue that is, how far off. He doesn't know, and he can't know. He can't ever fucking find out! He just can't, and I'm terrified that if I let this continue any longer... I'll get too comfortable. Too secure. I can never allow myself to doubt his loyalty to the law. If I'm to give in, I need to promise myself that. I take a step forward, and we're so close like this that I can feel the heat of his body. I finally move my gaze up to his eyes, which look a lot darker like this. He is entirely focused on me, and I don't think he even realizes he does it, but his hand drops from my face and finds its way to my hip a moment later. The world seems to disappear as I look into his eyes, deciding to warn him one last time. "You'll change your mind." [WATTYS 2025 WINNER] ~ [WARNINGS: smut, gore, some heavy topics like torture and sexual assault, morally grey characters (the usual)(I mean it's a book about a serial kille