Archer. He is the person everyone wants to be. But when Charolette Hesterman moves into the same dorm as him, things don't go as expected.

"You might not know it yet, Zara. But ever since I saw you in that gas station, I knew you and me were destined for each-other. I knew you'd change my life. Don't deny it. Don't push me away. You want me, and it's killing you." ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- Zara Collins. The grump that doesn't believe in love. Aiden Carter. The famous football player that believes life is too short for love. When two worlds collide of broken people that never received true love. How will they react? [DUAL POV] 1- #schoolromance (8/19/22) 1- #football (10/7/22) 1- #prepschool (2/18/26) 1- #grumpygirl (2/21/26)

Nuria Daeva is a 17 year old girl with a traumatic past which she is yet to overcome. Shes been in America for 2 years now and she's struggling but finally learning to love herself again but it's hard when your learning to love someone else, too.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Astrid Knight was the definition of cold. Preferring to stay in shadows, she had managed to successfully avoid any life-threatening incidents. Fending for herself was hard when she was a minor, forcing her to work on the other side of the law. After an Arson gone wrong, she ended up in the home of the Italian Mafia- her supposed family. Men wanting to build their stolen relationships, a boy getting under her skin and a ghost from the past wanting to team up with her, Astrid didn't have any other choice but to go with the flow. Watch Astrid navigate her way through a mission of taking down a ghost of her past as she juggles love, family and betrayal. Not an incest . More of a romance-adventure TW: violence, swearing, mature scenes. Rewriting [29]

Nadia Hayden has never been one to open her heart to people. Abandoned as a child and forced to spend a major part of her childhood in foster care, Nadia was always wary of letting people into her life. However, when her best friend's cousin turned out to be the one person whom she had always admired and the owner of the one corporation, she always wished to work for, Nadia let her guard down for once. And regretted it instantly. Dylan VanAssche, a ruthless businessman who runs the biggest security company in the country, has power and resources. A man who is respected and feared even beyond the business world. Reading people effortlessly as a part of his job, he was never wrong about them, not until he met his cousin's best friend. They started on the wrong foot but what will happen when they meet again, two years later? What happens when the past comes tumbling to haunt their future? Vacant roads. Empty cars. Missing people. A quest for truth. And lives at stake. Will it all drive them apart? Or will they stay together until the very end?

Peach McCoy It's fun to dance with the devil until he drops you during a leap. At first, I'd thought this devil was none other than the Don of the Russian Bratva, Viktor Makarovich. He was hunting me down for hacking into his mafia's secret network and knowing a little too much about his little illegal fraternity. He caught me, I escaped and this was the dance I thought would get me killed but someone wants us both dead now. The beat of the music has changed and we have to dance together and not against each other if we want to find the guilty party and be alive to tell the tale. There's something about Viktor that lights a spark in me I thought was long gone. The thing is, what I wish we could have cannot happen while we move to what might be the end of our song. I'm smart and I can figure out how to hack into anything I want but for some reason... I only want to know The Code To A Don's Heart. Viktor Makarovich I was just supposed to track down a hacker. It was my way to get away from the Bratva for a while because since my dad and older brother were dead, the mafia was mine. I didn't want it. I just wanted to hunt, kill and protect under someone else's rule but... things have changed. The woman I thought I was going to kill somehow became my only accomplice. Someone wants me- us- dead and I'm sure I know who but the deeper I dig into the affairs of what is now my Bratva, the more unsure I become. The connection I feel to Peach isn't helping. For the first time in what seems like forever, I'm more focused on keeping her alive than myself. She challenges me, pushes me to my limits and being around her is more of a high than I've ever felt on a hunt. She doesn't know it but that great mind of hers, in her words, is finding The Code To A Don's Heart.