Daisy DeAngelo was like a delicate flower. Pure, painfully decent and angelic. Feeling scared and anxious, she started her new school completely unaware of the dangers that awaits her there..

Nearly eighteen years have passed since Willow was allowed to simply exist. Raised in locked rooms and silence, she learned rules without ever being told they were wrong-so she steps into freedom bright-eyed and reckless, all summer dresses and soft wonder, finding joy in everything the world kept from her. Willow is sunshine with sharp edges: independent, curious, too kind for her own safety... and still unaware that what she survived was abuse until someone shows her what choice actually feels like. Byron Ferrari isn't that someone because he's gentle. He's twenty-four, a billionaire built from old money, grief and discipline, running a ruthless security empire and a stricter life. Control is how he breathes. Anxiety is how he loves. He doesn't want to cage Willow-he wants to keep her close because losing people is the only thing he's ever been good at. Byron is forced to learn the difference between protection and possession all while unintentionally turning her into a spoiled brat who craves his attention and affection. Willow walked into his immaculate kitchen, barefoot, carrying a fistful of wildflowers like contraband. Byron stared at the mud. Then at her. "Absolutely not." She smiled, radiant. 'Absolutely yes.' She signed. Ten minutes later, Byron was on his knees, gently cleaning the soles of her feet while she hummed. Tropes: Sunshine x Grumpy • Morally Grey Protector • He Falls First • Found Family • Touch-Consent • Fast paced • Lake House / Summer Vibes • Chosen Autonomy • spoiled MFC #1 sunshine #1 soft #1 old money #1 spoiled

Cassy and Blake have fought too hard to rebuild the fragile trust between them, mending the pieces of a love that once seemed irreparably broken. Just as they finally begin to breathe again, a devastating secret emerges-one so earth-shattering that it shatters Cassy's world and threatens to consume her whole. The betrayal cuts deeper than she ever imagined, inflicted by those she trusted most. The truth, with its sharp edges, sends her spiraling into a darkness she's never known before, pulling her further from everything-including Blake. And as the weight of her pain grows heavier, the love they rebuilt begins to crack under the strain. But Blake refuses to lose her. He sees the light in her even when she can't, fighting to pull her from the shadows before they swallow her completely. Yet, no matter how hard he tries, the walls around her heart keep rising, and for the first time, he wonders if love alone will be enough to save them. In Beneath Shattered Promises, love is tested beyond its limits in a raw, emotional journey of betrayal, grief, and resilience. As Cassy drowns in pain and Blake fights to bring her back, one question remains-can love survive when the past refuses to let go? Or is this the breaking point for two hearts that once felt unbreakable? "More love, more heartbreak...and definitely more tissues." ***** Started writing: 28 February 2019 Finished writing: 16 August 2019

"You know I'll find out who did that to you. And they better wish for a headstart." I snap my gaze up. His voice turned awry in my ears at the menacing promise. I stare at him, blinking. "Why are you so obsessed with knowing who did this to me?" "Why are you so stubborn to keep it a secret?" I look down, dreading my answer. "Because I'm afraid what you'll do if you know." His eyes spark with sabotage. "Good." )( )( Aiden Martinez has always been viewed to let his anger get the best of him, and his whole life to assemble a root of all ominous to come. When he finds himself back in the town that has mistreated him the most, his hellish mind is made up. But when those ample seizing blue eyes capture him-that obsessive passion for her ignites again, vowing her innocence to ruins. Mia Heart has always had the privilege to make his skin crawl with gaucheness and now that his eyes fall on hers again, her life is bound to his. He won't have it any other way. When a flame falls, a timorous spark ignites light. A pledge Aiden holds turns all bound to the consequences into ashes. But when Mia's life comes in between his vengeance-who will shatter first? Mia? Aiden? Or the strings that divide them apart?

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 She wants freedom, he craves control - but when their families force them into marriage, their union becomes a dangerous game of power, passion, and betrayal. ... Emilia, a mixture of Enzo and Elianna. She isn't afraid of anyone and is a headstrong force to be reckoned with. For most of her life, Emilia had only had two goals in mind: attaining her degree and finding her forever. Santo, a mixture of darkness and cruelty. He loves to be in control and is known for being the heartless leader who killed his people. For most of his life, Santo had only one goal in mind: kill anyone who gets in his way. ... A marriage between these two will result in a disaster. What will happen when the fathers of these two strike up a deal that will benefit both mafias? Will Santo stop Emilia from achieving those two goals she has in mind or will she stop him first? ・‥...━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━...‥・ A STAND-ALONE! *SLOWBURN* *MATURE* This book contains sex scenes, some inappropriate language, physical and verbal abuse which may be triggering for some readers. Please read at one's own risk as a trigger warning will not be designated at each chapter. THANK YOU FOR THESE TOP RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in enemies #1 in mafia #1 in mafiaprincess #1 in Italianmafia #1 in hate #1 in rivals #1 in slow burn #1 in lovers #1 in agegap #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in forecedmarriage #1 in sunshinexgrumpy #1 in mafiaromance #1 in darkromance All Rights Reserved

a high school grumpy x sunshine book written to make you feel good ♡

This book is a sequel to His Favorite Distraction. You can read this as a stand-alone but I do suggest you read His Favorite Distraction first! ●○●○●○●○● Enzo Marconi is Dominic Moretti's right-hand man-lethal, serious, and as intimidating as they come. Lucy Winters is a whirlwind of laughter, endless charm, and dangerously persistent flirtation. When Lucy sets her sights on Enzo, the stoic enforcer finds his carefully controlled world turned upside down by a woman who refuses to back down. She challenges his silence with her sunshine and warmth, and he meets her fire with his gruff protectiveness. But when enemies threaten the fragile peace between them, they must decide if their reckless hearts can survive a world that demands they stay apart. ●○●○●○●○● Dominic stared. "You're freaking out." "No," I said. "I'm thinking." "About?" "About where to get the safest crib on the market. And bulletproof nursery windows. And how fast I can replace the locks on Lucy's apartment. Again." Dominic blinked. Then grinned. "Oh, you're really in it now." "I'd die for her," I said, very simply. "But I'd kill for that baby." Dominic whistled low. "Jesus. You're already nesting." "I am not." "You absolutely are. You're one Pinterest board away from painting a nursery." "I don't know what Pinterest is." "Liar." ●○●○●○●○● Word Count: 22,843

"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

She nodded solemnly. "With my girl charm and my pretty dress. But now I just feel like a hot pile of creamed corn." I dragged a hand over my face. "You need water. And sleep." "I need closure." "Sunshine..." "No," she said, standing straighter and stabbing a finger into my chest. "You don't get to look like that and make me feel feelings and then just go all mysterious and noble and disappear like a sexy hitman Batman." "Sexy hitman Batman?" "I had a lot of wine." "I noticed." ●・○・●・○・● She bakes cookies. He breaks bones. Everyone in the city fears mafia boss Dominic Moretti-everyone except Tessa Bloom, the relentlessly cheerful café owner next door to his front business. She calls him "Mr. Broody," brings him muffins he never asks for, and walks into his office like it's not occupied by a man who could have someone disappeared with a phone call. Dominic doesn't have time for distractions-especially not sweet, sunshine-eyed distractions with flour on their noses. But when Tessa finds herself tangled in the underworld he's spent a lifetime controlling, protecting her becomes more than a duty. It becomes personal. And suddenly, the most dangerous man in the city starts falling for the only woman who isn't afraid of him. ●・○・●・○・● Word count: 23,178 Top Rankings: 10.14.25 - #6 in Mafia

She gave him a flower. He never thought it would change everything. Because sometimes, love begins with a single peony. . . . . There's something magical about Tuesdays. Not unicorns-in-the-sky magical, but the kind of magic where strangers spill coffee, curse under their breath, and keep moving like it's part of the city's rhythm. That's where you'd usually find Solana Montenegro-elbow-deep in peonies at the flower shop, humming to herself, and occasionally yelling joy at strangers who looked like they hadn't laughed since kindergarten. That's how she met him. Tall. Stormy. A suit so sharp it could cut glass. Mr. Moody Grumpsuit. And when she shoved a flower into his hand and told him he needed it, Xander Night had no idea it was the first crack in his perfectly controlled world. It started with a peony. And it was only the beginning.