Malika Danai is pressure. Friendly, social, and loved by all, Malika thrives in college and is often seen as a mirage - seemingly real and attainable but disappears when approached. She's a party girl to the core. Loves to drink, flirt, and explore with her best friends, Ayana and Isabella. Her beauty is undeniable. With curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and golden-brown skin that glows no matter where she's at, Malika's presence is impossible to ignore. Her dark brown eyes often sparks with mischief, and her full two-toned lips often curves into teasing grins that hints at secrets she rarely shares. Malika excels at a lot of things but she was never the study type. She prayed the night before exams and hoped that her grades would at least give her a passing score and somehow, that always worked. Until now... Her grades are barely holding on- good enough to pass, but not good enough for a sorority like the Alpha Kappa Alpha (AKA). She wants to join. No she needs to. It's the only way she can prove to her mother that she's worth it. And she'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means casting her pride aside to get help from the boy who loathes her existence. Meanwhile... Theo Sinclair is a weapon. An academic weapon that nobody can beat. Coming from an old money family where the expectations and bars are set high, Theo surpasses them all and is often pushed towards greatness by his family. Yet he has a big flaw: boredom. Because of his uncaring attitude towards everything and everyone around him, Theo is often alone. Deliberately avoiding attention and validation from peers; he thrives in the silence and rhythm of his own scheduled routines. He has only one rule; 'Never let myself feel things I can't control.' To him, parties are ratchet and vile. An enigma vastly contrasting his reverence for solitude, silence, and carefully ordered thoughts. So when he's pushed into an unwanted arrangement, he resents the intrusion because slowly, his rule...

She only sought freedom through music. He sought to possess her because of it. - A young girl was abandoned and trapped within the confines of a popular brothel named The Flower's Garden. With a burst of courage, she and two other girls planned their escape. Yet their defiance was met with death and ruin - their bodies left to freeze beside the morning trash. But Daniel Wellinger, a respected apothecary, found one of the girls alive and took her home. He nursed her back to health and gave her a new name, a new life - Deborah. Despite the prejudices of the land of Fantasia, Deborah grew like a flower under Daniel's protective care. She learned his apothecary craft and became a prodigy in violin playing. Her music tickled the ears of Duke Markus Beaufort, a sickly noble haunted by inner demons. Her songs soothed him, but what began as fascination soon curdled into obsession. During an outing with her father, Deborah captures the attention of Jonah Watson, the son of a wealthy doctor. A tender connection blooms between them. But will their budding love survive in a society bound by class and prejudice? From the shadows, Markus watches, unwilling to let her go. Deborah had once saved his life, and now, in his mind, she belonged to him. He has one goal: "I must destroy her if I'm to have her." Torn between a man who'd do anything for her and a man who'd do anything to get her, Deborah must fight for the career, freedom, and love she truly deserves. But after surviving the darkness once before, can she face it again without losing herself? #1 in Girl 1/24/26 #1 in Historical Fiction #1 in Sociopath 11/30/25 #1 in Safe Love 2/16/26 #1 in Jealousy 3/9/26

Camilla Hartley, a disciplined, ambitious law student with no time for distractions, takes on an elite private tutoring job to pay her way through school. Her client? Julian Kingsley-the enigmatic, spoiled heir to a powerful empire, infamous for his charm, apathy, and trail of scandals. What begins as a transactional arrangement quickly spirals into a psychological chess match as Camilla's razor-sharp mind clashes with Julian's dangerous allure. But behind his smirk lies a restless intellect-and behind her composure, a history she refuses to confront. In a world ruled by money, manipulation, and masks, who's really teaching whom?

P.S IM NOT GOOD AT DESCRIPTION SO JUST READ. but if you really need one here's a really bad summary a story about how unnecessary protection can push the ones you love away. Ariyah has 3 brothers who constantly obsess about who she talks to or who she's around, and her father acts like it's all okay. 3 popular brothers in high schoolschool who've made her high school experience lonely while they soak up all the glory for being star players on their basketball team. she always hated how they've ruined her social lives but they constantly reassure her that its for the best as they live in south Chicago but when a new boy walks into their high-school with trouble written all over him he catches her attention and her perspective of her brothers change as they try to intervene in her life.

She takes the job because it pays too well to ask questions. He's an underground boxer with a private gym, a dangerous last name, and a reputation nobody explains out loud. Focused. Disciplined. Off-limits in every way that matters. She's there to keep fighters healthy, nothing more. No distractions. No lines crossed. But tension doesn't care about rules. Between late nights at the gym, lingering looks, and a pull neither of them names, lines blur fast. And when family business starts bleeding into the ring, she realizes this job comes with more than bruises. Some things happen in the spotlight. Everything else happens between rounds.

Queen Charlotte did not believe in coincidence. She believed in design. From her throne, she observed the ballroom as a general might survey a battlefield-every movement calculated, every whisper a weapon, every marriage a maneuver. The ton believed themselves clever, believed love and scandal ruled the Season. They were wrong. Power did. That was why she had summoned her niece from across the sea. Princess Amara Charlotte Obeng stood now at the far end of the hall, her presence subtle yet unmistakable, like the hush before a storm. She wore no diamonds yet-only gold worked delicately against her dark skin, an echo of her homeland. Her posture was flawless, her expression serene, but Queen Charlotte knew better. Amara was brilliant. Observant. Dangerous. And across the room stood a man who had no idea his life was about to be dismantled. Anthony Bridgerton, Viscount Bridgerton, pillar of English nobility, champion of duty, enemy of love. Perfect. The Queen's lips curved, ever so slightly. Let the game begin

One night of lustful bliss collides their world's royally. What will happen to Alara and The Royal, Caelion, when a baby gets involved?

She owns a quiet coffee shop filled with books and soft light. He belongs to a world built on blood, silence, and power. He was never meant to find peace. She was never meant to fall for a monster. But every devil needs somewhere to rest.....

Damian Hayes had ambition, power, and no room for strings attached. Elara Everly had innocence, dreams, and a heart he'd broken. Three years later, politics; a thread woven from power and corruption, throws them together again. This time, she's a fearless journalist, and he's the president. The stakes are higher, the tension slicing, and the past refuses to stay buried. "Kiss me," his lips grazed hers, his voice a dangerous murmur. "Kiss me... and I'll withdraw the attack on your pathetic boyfriend." Updates everyday :)