It was supposed to be the perfect proposal. Cole Rivers had the ring, the rooftop reservation, and The Weeknd songs queued for post dessert vibes. Three years of love, laughter, and late night ramen with Natalia-all leading to this one moment. But instead of "yes," he got: "Cole, meet my fiancé... Dominic." Not just any Dominic. Dominic Crane. GraveTech CEO. Power-suited perfection. Cole's boss. And apparently... Natalia's upgrade. Cue spiral. Champagne-fueled heartbreak. A blackout night with 18-year-old scotch. One very illegal attempt to hack Dominic's company out of spite. But fate and a brutal corporate shake-up-have other plans. Now Cole is stuck working side-by-side with the man who shattered his relationship... and maybe something else he's not ready to name. Because Dominic? He's infuriating. Arrogant. Cold. Also: stupidly attractive. Unfairly competent. And magnetic in a way that short-circuits every defense Cole thought he had. What starts as sabotage turns into banter. Banter turns into tension. And heat turns into late nights, stolen glances, and lines that don't stay drawn for long. But can Cole really fall for the man who broke him? And if he does... who's the real traitor, Dominic or his own heart? Love was never part of the code. But some bugs don't want to be fixed. --- Top Rankings 🏆 1 - #Secretrelationship (10/09/25) 🏆 1 - #Sci-fi Fantasy (16/09/25) 🏆 1 - #Action-Thriller (23/09/25) 🏆 1 - #Tech (24/10/25) 🏆 1 - #boyxboy (02/11/25) 🏆 1 - #Original (09/11/25)

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"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

ᴄᴀꜱꜱɪᴜꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ꜱʟᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ xᴛᴀᴠɪᴀ ᴍɪʟɪᴛᴀʀʏ. ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛᴇɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴜᴘᴛᴜʀɴ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ Qᴜᴏ. Before Xtavia was saved from the demon Mekiah, there was nothing but destruction and death. The Remu were tortured, slaves to beings that had no right to the land. The day came, as was told by a prophet, when the Exteru came from the high palaces and saved the Remu and enslaved the Mekiah. From there, the world was at peace and good had triumphed evil once again. Cassius was born in a Hive to a mother he can't remember. Taken from his family at just 10-years-old, he was trained to be a Tracker, his sole job to capture escaped Mekiah and dangerous criminals of Xtavia. He's a disposable asset to his SWARM which makes it easier to live his slavery with a quiet mind. But when a job goes wrong and a demon is released from the confines of the Veil, he's put in the spotlight. With a growing track of breaking rules and abilities he shouldn't have, Cassius has now become a pawn in the Exterus' plan. It isn't until General Rexton requests for his ownership, does Cassius realize how deep his chains go. But General Rexton has more planned than using Cassius to gain status and track a demon. The Remu and the Exteru's arrangement has been thinning while the Mekiah are growing stronger. And Cassius might be what General Rexton has been searching for.

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.

After a disastrous climb up Half Dome in Yosemite, California -Eoin finds himself taken to a different world than the one he was born into. It's a place of fantasy. Where creatures like elves and fae live. It is also a place that holds a deep, brutal history. As an outsider, it is quite possibly the last place someone like Eoin should be. Yet, there could be a reason for his arrival. Eoin finds himself in the midst of a civil war between the most unlikely of things. Dragons. A race of human-looking beings who can take the form of true dragons. Yet, their heated war is perhaps the most deadly thing to encounter. Dragons are powerful, almost god-like and many of the brethren have proven that they cannot be allowed to run free with their immense powers. Yet, in the middle of such chaos, Eoin finds himself in the arms of a particularly powerful dragon. And the crown prince no less: Nakiirn. Despite the safety Nakiirn provides, the dangers that abound eventually sneak their way past the draconic protector and straight for the vulnerable human a long way from home.

Mature novel 18+ | Boy loves girl or boy loves boy? Deadbeat millennial Inho Kim just wanted to surprise his long-distance girlfriend. So, why the hell is he standing in Vancouver rain with nothing but a boner and her handsome boss' business card? A Queer Adult Romance about the messy endings and messier beginnings of love. The process is simple: get hurt, cry, and Kiss It Better. Mature Romance with explicit sexual content 18+ Updates 3x week: Tuesdays/Thursdays/Saturdays

"Sooner or later, you'll fall for me, too." Theodore bursts into laughter. "I don't know where your confidence is coming from." Jacob chuckles and says, "I just know." And then it catches Theodore off guard when Jacob adds, "We should be making out right now." Theodore swallows and looks him in the eye. "We should." "And I should be undressing you at this very moment," he continues, "We could stay up all night with our hands on each other and just... forget everything." ****** Meet Jacob and Theodore, the polar opposites within a tight-knit circle of the most esteemed members of society. Jacob, reserved and hard to read, isn't exactly Theodore's biggest fan-unlike everyone else, who's head over heels for the golden boy. However, as they navigate their way through law school, they trip over a connection that sparks a lowkey romance, catching both of them by surprise. Content warning: Physical assault, homophobia, mental health, strong language, sexual content Started: September 21, 2023 Ended: January 9, 2024 Revised: June 1, 2025 - June 28, 2025

"I don't know. Please let me go,...please..." She pleaded with her eyes half open while her lip shivered giving into the freezing night of Alaska. She whimpered feeling a hand at her chin yanking her face up. Her whole body was sore giving into the torture she had been through. "Beautiful,..." Someone breathed into her ear and she knew who this voice belong to. "...who tied her up?" Demon demanded from the man standing behind him now. Nancy broke into the sobs looking up. "Please, I really don't know anything about Ken...he..." Her voice gave up when he rubbed his thumb on her mouth. "I trust you sweetie. But it seems he has left something for us to collect." Dark Romance 18+