"What did he - Where did he touch you?" His voice had hardened, mad. I swallowed and looked down. "You son of a-" He walked off the porch, angrily running his hands through his hair. "What did he look like? I'm swear I'm gonna kill him. Tell me what he looked like? Are there cameras?" I shook my head. I didn't want to look him in the eyes. "I swear. That son of- Violet, tell me what he looked like." He came closer. Tears filled my eyes, "... I can't," I said, my voice started to shake. "I... I don't, I can't." I swallowed, biting down on the inside of my cheek, trying not to cry. He stood there quietly for a moment, before he leaned down, his voice was softer, "Violet, I'm sorry. I just... I'm so mad right now. I'll kill him." ▪︎●▪︎ Violet, who endured a harrowing childhood, struggles to heal from her history. As she navigates the shadows of her past, Violet finds solace in an unexpected connection with Dominic, her best friend's older brother. Drawn to Violet's vulnerability, Dominic craves to understand the pain and the secrets she guards. However, Violet's fear and scars run deep, leaving her paralyzed with fear. Dominic displays a genuine kindness and care towards Violet that sets him apart from others. However, his contrasting behavior towards those around him raises questions about the depths of his character. Despite Violet's growing affection for Dominic, she remains haunted by the scars of her childhood, making it difficult for her to trust and share her painful secrets. As their bond deepens, Violet finds solace in Dominic's unwavering support and kindness, grappling with the decision to confide in him, knowing that revealing her past could either strengthen their connection or shatter it completely. Will Violet find the courage to open up to Dominic, allowing him to understand the depths of her pain? Or will her fear of reliving the horrors she endured keep her locked in silence, forever guarding her heart? #1 Trauma

He was supposed to be her nightmare. Instead, he became her only refuge. Nuvia Armand has always been the forgotten child-overshadowed by her perfect siblings, ignored by her parents, and made to feel like nothing. When her family forces her into a marriage she never wanted, she expects more cruelty, more silence, more pain. But Cassian De Luca isn't like anyone else. Ruthless. Cold. A man whispered about in fear. To the world, he is untouchable-a monster in a tailored suit. To her, he is something far more dangerous. Protective. Possessive. Obsessively devoted. Bound together by a marriage of power and secrets, Nuvia finds herself caught between terror and desire. And Cassian-dark, relentless Cassian-will burn the world to the ground before he lets her go.

You're abused. He's wrathful, and a Canine God. What do you think your story will be when a werewolf legend like him finds you and you're mated to him? +16

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 ⚜⚜⚜ The minute she turns around, my eyes lock onto her. Her striking features catch my attention, and I notice the exhaustion in her amber eyes. Then it hits me. She's the girl who tried to escape earlier outside. I've seen her before. Where have I seen her before? I've seen her where-suddenly, realization strikes me. She was the one who served us at the club. "Y-You," my son stares at her in disbelief. "Yeah, I know I'm hot as fuck," she smirks. ⚜⚜⚜ Valentina isn't just a teenager- she's Medusa, a ruthless assassin and the Donna of the American Mafia. Beneath her normal life lies a world of danger, secrets, and a painful past filled with heartbreak and abuse. After her cruel stepfather dies in a fire, the police uncover a link to her father and brother she never knew about. As Valentina moves in with her family, deadly threats and the truth about her mother emerge, forcing her to question everything. Can she trust her family with her secrets? Will they accept her for who she truly is? And what is her mother hiding?

"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

I just wanted Riven to look at me. Not as the loud, annoying friend who writes his papers, but as a girl worth chasing. Then I met him. He traded my fishnets for silk ribbons. He replaced my loud laughter with polite silence. He told me that to catch a boy, I had to become a prize-something fragile, expensive, and out of reach. It's working. Riven is finally looking. But the more I become perfect, the more I realize... I'm not doing this for Riven anymore. They say be careful what you wish for. I wished to be wanted. Now, I'm never being let go.

He was my brother's best friend quiet, brooding, completely off-limits. Damian Walter used to sleep in the room next to mine. Now, he shares a home with me... again But we're not kids anymore He's a guarded doctor with a heart he swore no one could touch. And I'm the woman who makes him break every rule. What started as tension turned into stolen glances and then into everything. Loving him means risking it all But maybe I was never just the girl he wasn't supposed to want... Maybe I was always the one

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

What happens when a stubborn 19 year old cheerleader comes across a broody 37 year old mechanic? Read this story to find out... I'm shit at descriptions, sue me.

Billie is a quiet, shy girl who is trying to figure out what she wants. While it seems like everyone around her is falling in love, she doesn't know where to turn. When Billie's friendship group begins to fall apart, she and her best friend, Madison, fall into the hands of a new group of boys who invite them into their friendship group. Grayson is a gorgeous boy, troubled by his family life, known as the town's 'bad boy'. He takes his anger out by playing rugby and getting drunk, but when a mysterious girl joins his friendship group, he may have found the solution to controlling his emotions. But can Billie help Grayson handle his trauma? Or is it all too much? #8 in romance #1 in love