At the centre of a tragic event that changed everything in a single, ordinary moment is Josh. Twenty years old, struggling with the constant fear of becoming a burden to the people who refuse to give up on him. Living with his eldest brother Luke, at 34 years old he keeps the household together alongside Mason, 27, balancing work at the hospital with the chaos at home, and twelve-year-old Jade who still struggles to understand. Now every day carries a quiet edge. He doesn't know when the next one will hit. He doesn't know who will see it. He doesn't know what parts of himself he'll lose in the blur between before and after. He hates not remembering what everyone else does.

Ryan Navarro traveled eleven hundred miles to the one place he swore he wouldn't go. Gavin left to escape their father's escalating psychological abuse and never came back. No calls. No explanations. Just silence, and a new life Ryan was never invited into. Now Ryan's on his brother's doorstep, bruised, furious, and nowhere else to go, wanting to hate Gavin and needing him anyway. Reconnecting should be simple. It isn't. Because the closer they get, the more the past resurfaces, and Ryan's temper threatens to burn the only second chance he's got. And Gavin is forced to face past mistakes and fears. But as the brothers push through the distance and the old wounds, they start to uncover the truth neither of them expected. They didn't just survive the same man. They became more alike than they ever knew. And their bond grew to depths neither of them knew they both needed. Will their fathers return ruin that bond, or strengthen it? This is a transformation story so you're not going to get perfect characters. In the beginning they are distant and this story is how they both change and grow together again. If you don't like seeing rough ugly characters in the beginning, then watch them change throughout this probably isn't the story for you. *Disclaimer this story does contain emotional, psychological, and physical abuse by a father. MxF relationships and family focused

even the prettiest of flowers will wilt one day • or where a sheltered girl with haunting secrets catches the eye of a callous businessman

She feared him more than anything-until he became the only place she felt safe. After escaping years of abuse, Lina found a fragile kind of peace scrubbing floors in a mercenary's mansion. Quiet, invisible, and broken, she kept her head down and her voice lower. Especially around him. Killian. He kills for a living. He is a powerful, cold-blooded mercenary, a wealthy man who built his empire off blood, fear. He owns a powerful private military company that operates in the shadows, answering only to the highest bidders. He commands killers, closes deals, and never makes mistakes. Until her. A glance. A flinch. A wound she tried to hide. And suddenly, he was watching her closely. Quietly. Like she was a puzzle he didn't mean to touch... but couldn't stop obsessing over. Killian: "You blush like that again, and I swear I'll pin you against this wall just to see how deep it goes." He didn't know how to be soft. She didn't know how to be wanted. But in a house full of violence, he saw her. And he started to change. And soon, she was everywhere in his mind.

It has been ten years since Amelia was adopted by Lord and Lady Baldwin, and publicly recognized as a member of the Nobility. Now it is time for her to step out into high society and be recognized as something completely different- a debutante. A young woman now eligible for marriage. Amelia has never quite fit into the world of high-society. Having been born into poverty and adopted as a child, it has always seemed to her that she is the black sheep of the bunch. 'Ladylike' has never been a word that she would use to describe herself. She has never viewed herself as the marriageable-type, and has never found herself to care much for the idea of courtships. And yet, in the tangles of 19th Century London, a young lady has no choice. After all, Amelia's elder sister- the perfect daughter, with golden curls and a flawless face- has already secured an Earl to court. The two of them do not care much for each other, but love is not what matters. It is all about status and tradition. But in a world where it is unheard of for a woman to marry for love, Amelia soon discovers that her own happily ever after may not be as impossible as she though. But why is it the Earl's eyes that keep drawing Amelia in? And what if the rules surrounding the strict and formal courtships are rules that Amelia simply does not want to follow? After all, she has never been much of a Lady. ***Stand-alone sequel to Pauper Princess- though suggested, you do not have to read the first book to understand this one***

Meli is a beggar in 19th century London. Not just a beggar- a pickpocket. A thief. And a good one. ************* I didn't ask to be a beggar. It was just what becomes of orphans. I suppose I could have gone to work at a factory- but I was sure it wouldn't have paid as well as the pocketwatches and coins that the uppercrusts of England supplied me with. Besides, I had never been caught before. I didn't even worry myself over the possibility. Even if the theft had been noticed- as if!- I was the only girl among the group of young thieves. The last to be suspected. Me being caught was an impossibility! Until I made a mistake. Until my hand was seized as I reached into the pocket of a nobleman. I expected to be sent off to a prison or a workhouse. Perhaps to be whipped, or even hanged. Not to be sent to a reformatory school. Not for that same nobleman that I had stolen from to adopt me from that reformatory school. Not a life sentence to the strictness and rigidity and discipline of nobility. Not a governess who tells me when to sleep, eat, bathe, study, and speak. This was not the life of poverty and thievery that I had planned out for myself. And I didn't like it one bit. *Warning: Will contain outdated aspects of 19th-century life and childrearing. This includes but is not limited to corporal punishment, old-fashioned medical treatments, and strong references to social class and the struggles of the working class.*

After three years' imprisonment for high treason, a jaded princess is given one last chance of freedom through an arranged marriage to a foreign prince, but she quickly learns that she has traded one cage for another. __ Princess Alexandra has spent three years imprisoned in a tower for the crime of high treason, awaiting her execution. On the night she is to die, a reprieve comes: rather than be executed, she will be exiled to the far-away duchy of Selica to marry a foreign prince. It is a second chance. Her last chance. But in Selica, Princess Alexandra quickly realizes that she has traded one cage for another. The people of Selica despise her. Prince Marisuz, her husband, cares nothing for her. And the palace is full of dark secrets and dangerous conspiracies, which threaten not just Alexandra, but the home she can never return to.

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

After leaving an abusive relationship that barely left him alive, Thomas vows to never let anyone get close to him again. The only thing he wants to do is hide away and focus on getting his university degree. His isolation seems impenetrable until one day he meets a dark-haired, green-eyed student whose quiet presence speaks volumes. Thomas, upon discovering that that the man is deaf and mute, starts to question just how much he knows about people. In the silent conversations, Thomas finds himself drawn into a bond that offers both healing and the promise of unexpected revelations.

"Fall in love... with a single touch"