Best friends. Strangers. Lovers? Some hearts never forget... even when the mind tries to. Starting a new life in college is everyone's dream. Turn over a new leaf. Forget everything that happened in the past. That's what I did or at least that's what I thought. He was my everything once. Now he's a stranger and every glance reminds me why I never forgot him. ************************* This is a contemporary romance Tropes Childhood Best friends to strangers to lovers. College romance Second chance Angst/yearning/Grovelling She falls first, he falls harder Friendship ***********************""

He doesn't stay. He doesn't fall. And he definitely doesn't lose control. Sam has built his life on three simple rules: No attachments.No promises. No one close enough to matter. Well except for his friends It's easier that way.Cleaner. Until her. She's the kind of girl who remembers everyone's coffee order. Who notices when someone hasn't slept. Who carries other people's chaos like it's her responsibility to fix it. And she looks at him like she sees straight through the charm. He's the playboy. She's the caretaker. He avoids feelings. She drowns in them. But when a dangerous secret resurfaces one tied to her past and a mystery no one else wants uncovered, Sam is forced to do the one thing he swore he never would. Stay. The problem? The more he protects her,the more he wants her. And the more he wants her,the harder it becomes to pretend this is no real. Because this time, if he loses control... He won't just lose a girl. He'll lose the only person who's ever made him want to be better. And in a story where nothing is what it seems,falling might be the most dangerous move of all. This book is a part of a series but can be read as a standalone. Tropes Strangers to lovers Friends to lovers Found family Caretaker xCaretaker Mystery Betrayal High stakes romance.

They say monsters show their teeth. The most dangerous ones never have to. They buried her alive for a reason. She wakes beneath an ancient estate with no memory of her past, only chains, silence, and the man who insists she was never meant to be free. Then he brings her a collar forged in silver and royal blood. Once it closes around her throat, it becomes part of her. Unbreakable. Inescapable. Fatal to remove. He expects obedience. He expects submission. He expects her to kneel. But what they buried was never meant to obey. This book will only be available on Wattpad for a limited time. Content & Trigger Warning OBEY is a dark fantasy romance intended for mature readers (18+). This novel contains explicit sexual content and explores themes that may be disturbing or triggering to some readers. Please read the following content warnings carefully: • Captivity and imprisonment • Psychological conditioning and coercive control • Power imbalance and dominance/submission dynamics • Explicit sexual content (including graphic scenes) • Sexual manipulation and morally complex consent • Emotional dependency and trauma bonding • Public display within a power-structured setting • References to past violence and destruction • Mentions of torture and psychological trauma • Memory alteration and identity suppression • Possessive behavior • Explicit language This story portrays a consensual dark fantasy dynamic within a fictional world involving magical control and supernatural elements. The power structures depicted are intentionally extreme and are not intended to represent healthy real-world relationships. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If these themes are not something you wish to engage with, please consider this your opportunity to step away.

I died and woke up as Cryselle Argentum, a princess whose fate I already knew too well. This world was not unfamiliar to me. It was the setting of a novel I had once read, a tragic story where a neglected child grows into a misunderstood scholar and meets her end at the hands of her own father. Knowing that future, I resolved to survive by doing the opposite of what the story demanded. I would stay quiet, stay small, and stay out of sight. But the world did not allow me to remain unseen. I met Silas Argentum, my father, far earlier than I was ever meant to, and every interaction felt like walking on thin ice. Was he dangerous? Yes. Was he cruel? Perhaps. But he was also attentive in ways the novel never described. So tell me, if fate has already been written, what happens when the person meant to die decides to rewrite the story herself?

I don't even know why I expected it to be different. When I spoke my opinion, they ignored me - just like always. It never surprised me anymore. They would never take me seriously. Because I am "only a woman" in a world ruled by men. I had heard whispers that it was not like this everywhere. That other realms did not silence their strongest warriors simply because they were born female. But here - in Heaven - power belonged to men. My name is Elissa. I am an angel. The best warrior Heaven has. The strongest. Everyone knows it. They say it in private. They admit it when they need me on the battlefield. But never out loud. Never in front of me. And it never bothered me. Until now. Because now it's my time to make my own choises. And the first one - I am leaving heaven and going to another realm.

I'm an experiment. A wolf with dark magic in my veins. And it's slowly killing me. Run. Hide. Survive. I live by that mantra and part of surviving means avoiding anything and everything to do with my old pack - including Remington Colt, the boy who's grown into an Alpha. I haven't stepped foot in Colorado since the night my parents were murdered and I was taken by a monster. I have no doubt that if I go back home Andrews will find me again and that can't happen. Not when all my plans rely on me finding him first. I'm going to dismantle his sick, twisted compound brick by brick and I don't need anybody's help to do so. Least of all the five powerful shifters with scars matching my own and a fascination with my broken wolf. I might not have a choice though, because I'm getting sicker and Remi won't take no for an answer. We're hunting the same person and the moment Remi finds me, I'm no longer the girl he used to play hide and seek with, I'm his prey. He drags me back and suddenly, alongside hunting Andrews I'm attending Wolf U with my own personal shadows and a professor who sees through all my shields. Every survival instinct is telling me to run but Remi, Sailor, Kenji, Alaric and even the secretive Cade aren't just any wolves. They're my mates and I am their Heart - the core of our bond group. Over-protective, over-bearing and far too damn attractive, my mates are determined to complete the bond but they don't know what was done to me. And neither do I. The dark magic in my blood is killing me and I'll be damned if I let it kill them too.

I thought things couldn't get worse, I've been back in town for 8 months, 8 months since I lost my team, since I got half my face and body burned. Since my friends, my family, died. my days are spent sitting in a bar drinking until the pain eases for some time. So yes, I thought things couldn't get worse, how wrong was I? For weeks the news has been talking about it, a new pandemic, there's never real answers just half-truths. Is it dangerous? Yes. There's a cure? No comment. How many deaths? No comments. And then it happens, people from the big city are running and the word of what's happening is spreading. Zombies they say, because of course its zombies. For a moment I think that this is it, maybe this is how I go. But I can't let it happen, this makes me realize there's people out there I care about and I can't just sit and wait anymore. I have to do something.

Silverstone Academy isn't your average college campus. It's a battlefield. Survival of the fittest. Where hormones, scents, and dominance linger within the halls. A place where Alphas, Betas, and Omegas come to find their mates, all the while getting their education and finding their place in the hierarchy. But keeping a secret in a place like this is harder than it looks. Logan Haveard has two secrets, and both could end in expulsion. One, she's pretending to be a guy. Not by choice but by her father. And two, she's a Theta. It's a rare class that's only heard of in the history books. Thetas don't get heats often like omegas, nor do they scent, so to everyone, she's a beta, but the swirl marking on her abdomen says otherwise. As she struggles to keep both of her identities hidden, and the power that seems to grow inside her a secret, she seemed to have caught the attention of Daniel Oliver, an Omega, who's mated to the six most powerful Alphas in society. What could possibly go wrong? *** Why Choose? Reverse harem Slowburn