They say a woman like me shouldn't love a man like him. I'm too loud. Too volatile. Too willing to burn everything down just to make a point. But Matthias Moretti didn't pick me for my sweetness. He picked me because I'm the only woman in this cursed city who can take his violence, match his obsession, and ride him like owning him is a birthright. He was supposed to be a holiday sin I'd laugh about later, a sweat-soaked distraction I used to bury my past. Then one savage little truth blew the floor out from under me and everything we built. Now he's tearing apart his own empire trying to drag me home, razing anything that stands between us. He shouldn't worry. I'm not hiding. I'm waiting.

A witch who lost the love of her life to her sister. She'd given up on love, determined to live alone and never put herself through that again. But someone was determined not to let her.

Long before I understood what marriage meant, I was promised to him- an arrangement made to bind our families together-and with it, my future to Ronin Byrne. I was the girl from Ireland-wide-eyed, raised to believe marriage was a sacred vow kept for life. He was the heir to Boston's Irish mob-his father's crown waiting to pass to him the moment we said "I do." I thought we were already partners. I thought he chose me. But Ronin set me straight the night I became his bride. In front of his men, in front of God and everyone who mattered, he showed me exactly what the promises he made to me were worth-nothing. He broke me with a smile as he walked away with another woman, leaving me standing in the wreckage of my own faith. He made his choice, and I made mine. I disappeared, covered my tracks, and buried the girl he broke-so deeply I hoped she would never resurface again. But the past has a way of finding you-no matter how well you bury it. And when the man who once ruled my heart-my husband-tracks me down to remind me that wives don't get to vanish, that I belong to him, he won't find the woman who loved him without question. The girl who gave him her whole heart no longer exists. If he wants me again, he'll have to decide how much he's willing to bleed to earn back what he destroyed. I'm Alannah O'Connell... and this is my heartbreak. Content & Historical Context Notice Faithless Vows is a dark, emotionally intense romance set in the 1950s, and reflects the social attitudes, power dynamics, and criminal realities of the era. This book includes on and off-page cheating/infidelity, sexual content, coercive dynamics, emotional manipulation, public humiliation, threats and intimidation, historical organized crime elements, and situations that may be triggering for some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

All I want to do is make one decision for myself, but that's hard to do when you have parents like mine and have to follow the list. 1: Go to an all-black college 2: Become a lawyer 3: Marry a successful black man 4: Have two children 5: Become a judge Even though I hate that list, I have been following it to the "T". Well, that was until I knocked on the door of the tattooed, long-haired, foul-mouthed, gun-toting, bounty-hunter on a bike. What can I do when he keeps popping up and bringing chaos into my very controlled world.

A "wife" without the ring was what he was after. She let him witness her glow-up up close. Hailey is the perfect "stand-in." She has been Callum's lifeblood for the past two years, acting as an ideal partner without being called that. He believed he was getting a test run for free, while she believed they were creating a life. "I get all the good parts and none of the responsibilities... Sienna's the one I actually want," is what she hears next, and it completely changes her life. Game. Set. Match. Hailey stops being the force that keeps Callum going. Callum's life turns into a hilarious, mouldy nightmare of weaponised stupidity and "salmon-pink" laundry disasters. Hailey finally starts living for herself. And then there's Nick - the rugged builder who doesn't just have a vibe; he has a spirit level, a plan, and a way of looking at Hailey that makes her feel like a masterpiece, not a convenience. Featuring: The "Placeholder" Revenge Weaponised Incompetence vs. Radical Indifference The Ultimate "Upgrade" Hero A Slow-Burn Downfall that is 100% Spectacular

He has the corner office. The marriage. The five kids. The life everyone wants. So why does the laughter sound like it's coming from slightly too far away? At 58, Dylan Brennan isn't unhappy. He's finished. And for a man wired to chase, to build, to strive - completion feels like a kind of death. Then Riley walks into his gym. Twenty-nine. Lives in a van. Climbs mountains for fun. Looks at his empire and feels pity, not envy. She doesn't fix him. She wakes him up. For eleven months, he is recklessly, completely alive. Running at dawn. Climbing walls in Tokyo at 3 a.m. Falling in love with a woman who represents everything he built his life against. But she wasn't fixing him. She was a vacation. And vacations end. MATURE CONTENT. This is not a typical romance. Expect complexity, not comfort. No villains, no neat endings - just choices and what they cost.

Worlds collide when a dragon shifter, Kitty, finds his greatest treasure, Cat (and her little kitten). When an old friend wants Kitty for herself, she may ensure this collision involves a fatality.

Alexander didn't cheat. He just gave someone else his attention, his laughter, and the smiles that used to belong to his wife. And she watched him drift - not to another woman's bed, but to her presence. Her laugh. The way she made him feel seen in a room full of people. Everything he found in someone else - Zara had been giving him all along. Eight years of marriage. One little boy who loved them both. And Zara standing in the middle of it all - wondering when she became the woman he stopped choosing. She warned him. Three times. The first - he dismissed her. The second - he called her jealous. The third - he called her insecure. So she stopped warning him altogether. And stopped waiting. Love wasn't enough... and now it might be too late.

He was hers...since he was 8 years old. Jace and Rose were inseparable throughout their childhood and teenage years. However, a shocking betrayal forced her to leave the only home she ever knew. Ten years later, she's on the run from a vicious enemy, and there's only one place she can go: home. Now the enforcer of the Devil's Saints MC, Jace lives a half-life ever since he lost his Rosie-the beautiful girl that loved him before he knew what it was. Now, a decade later, he has the chance to right his past wrongs. Will Rose let him in, or are things too damaged too fix?

Jamila was taught her mate would be her first, her only, her everything. But when she meets him, he already belongs to someone else. Instead of accepting the crown, she rejects both her mate and her king-choosing dignity over destiny. Now, as she leaves everything behind, a new path awaits... and a king searching for his queen. ( It's a short and Not a werewolf story )