𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗘𝗗𝗚𝗘 ❆ "Move, Carlisle." I kept my chin lifted, refusing to look away from the center of the ice. He didn't budge. Instead, a massive, bruised hand slammed flat against the cold glass beside my head, caging me in. The freezing air of the empty 2:00 AM arena suddenly felt suffocating. "You smile at everyone else like they hung the moon, Nadia," he murmured, his voice a low, vicious scrape. "But you look at me like I'm dirt." He leaned in, his chest brushing mine, his mouth stopping a breath away from my jaw. He left a smear of blood from his split lip on my pristine collar. "Keep looking at me like that," he whispered. "See what it makes me do." ⛸️ 𝑵𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 has one rule: absolute perfection. If she loses her figure skating scholarship, she loses everything. She doesn't have time for distractions, and she certainly doesn't have time for the suspended, feral enforcer of the university's hockey team who steals her late-night ice time. 𝑽𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒆 is the university's star but brutal hockey player. Comes from old-money roots, built for violence, and entirely unhinged. He's used to people either bowing to his wealth or cowering from his temper. But Nadia? She just rolls her eyes and tells him to get out of her way. That was her first mistake. Now, Vaughn isn't just taking up her rink. He's watching her. Stalking her. Discovering the secret, raw passions she hides from the world. And he's decided that her flawless, untouchable world is exactly what he wants to shatter, and he won't stop until every broken piece belongs to him.

Brutally abused and hated by her brothers, Clarissa battles with ptsd. At 14, she's a suicidal and her relief comes from self-harming. She could only wish her mother would noticed that she's drowning and save her but it never happen. Life hits her even more when she discovered she was an adopted child. Her only resolve was to run away but then she ran right into the arms of the most ruthless mafia family in Italy. Four ruthless and fearsome brothers. What happens when these powerful, cold-blooded men discovered they have a little sister who seems to be broken beyond repair? And it seems it wasn't just one but two! Two sisters, Another broken flower... how would Clarissa cope with meeting new brothers and a twin sister, Rechel whom she never knew had existed! STAY TUNED FOR BOOK 2

"W-Who... a-am I?" Her voice came out barely a whisper, cracking around the edges. She didn't recognize herself. Michael, who had been standing by the door-arms folded, expression unreadable-finally moved. Slow, steady steps until he stood directly in front of her. Towering. Composed. Cold as always. But his eyes... His eyes held something else. He stared at her for a long moment, as if debating what truth to offer her. And then, his words came low... sure... and final. "You're my fiancée," he said. "Chiara." "What's... a fiancée?" Her voice was soft. For a split second, Michael forgot how to breathe. MICHAEL'S CHIARA #Upcoming December 2025

"From today onwards, Ares will be responsible for your security." Haven froze. Lucifer's voice was final, unwavering. She knew that tone. Knew there was no room for negotiation. Her grip tightened around the glass in her hand. "I don't need a bodyguard." Lucifer's stare was ice. "You don't get a choice in this matter Vida." She scoffed. "You expect me to let him follow me around like a damn shadow?" Ares stood by the doorway, silent, dark, and completely uninterested. The dim lighting cast sharp edges across his face-expression unreadable, stance lethal. "You think I want this?" he muttered, voice low, detached. "So stay out of trouble, and I won't have to babysit you." Haven turned to him, fury igniting like gasoline meeting fire. "Babysit? Cute. I didn't know Lucifer's lapdog could talk." Ares barely spared her a glance. "Talk back to me again, and I'll show you what else I can do." Lucifer sighed, rubbing his temples. "Enough. Haven, Ares will be your bodyguard until we find someone more... tolerable." Ares scoffed. "Don't bother. No one would last a week with her." Haven's lips curled into a slow, wicked smirk. "Then let's make sure you don't last a week either, shall we?" For the first time, Ares actually looked at her. Long. Cold. Assessing. And then, he smirked too. "Try me, fiera." Her pulse jumped at the name. Fiera. Little fire. --- Upcoming - JUNE 2025

"No, please ... not again" she prayed. That tune. Soft. Familiar. Haunting. She turned slowly... her breath caught in her throat. There he was. Standing in the shadows, just beyond the emergency exit. "I'll follow you wherever you go" "No," she whispered. "No, no, no, shhh, Meera, calm down. It's just a hallucination. Just a hallucination. Just-" She broke into a run, blind and desperate, nearly tripping over her own feet. And crashed straight into something - or rather someone. IZRAEL'S FIAMA

She stood, a smirk curling her lips, her gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. "You may command the world, Lucifer, but I know how to set that very world on fire." Lucifer's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint sparking in their depths. He stepped closer, his grip firm as he pulled her into the shadow of his power. "Then burn me, Fiore," he whispered, his voice like smoke and sin. "I'll worship the ashes."

cover by @summerafterglow 𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 It's so much easier to spread lies about people than it is to spread the truth. That's what Gabriel knows to be true, at least. According to everyone in his town, he's a monster. He doesn't deserve to be walking among the rest of them. That's far from the truth, though. He was never good at being alone, but it became something he was used to. After everything he'd gone through, he craved solitude. Until she showed up. She wiggled her way right into his heart and now all he craved was her. 𝐀𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐚 Moving to a small lakeside town in Washington was not where Alyna saw her life taking her. She also didn't expect that she'd fall so hard for the brooding mechanic who lived there. Everyone tells her that she should stay away from him. All of the rumors say that he's dangerous, but all she ever feels with him is safe. With obstacles at every turn, will their love be enough to endure even the worst challenge they'll face? Or will they fall apart under the weight? started: 12/15/2023 published: 05/18/2024 completed: 07/11/2026 highest rankings: #2 bwwm #4 ongoing

She's panting, flushed and breathless like something from another century. It hurts to look at her, so stunningly alive in a way he isn't. Almost smiling, too. She has the kind of lips that need undiluted devotion. "You've always looked at me," she breathes. Yes, and he finds himself thinking about ruin. The right kind, like his knuckles against her jaw to shake her apart. Freedom. Maybe in another life, he brushes the hair off her shoulder and whispers, 'Eyes on me.' Maybe in another life, they have time. 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. She isn't his to protect. He's a cop, she's taken, and rules are rules. But Faro Wyatt has mapped every freckle on her nose and dreamt of the oceans in her eyes. His resolve is weakening. So when the radio crackles with a single call, he's breaking every rule from here on out. C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ morally dark-grey mmc ❤︎ violence/abuse ❤︎ men yearning No cheating Copyright © 2025-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved Updates: at least once every 2 weeks (hopefully more)

Armita Kumar continues to prove that she is worthy of being in the FBI by taking down countless criminal organizations, including her brother's. However, after his recent escape from prison, she is faced yet again with the biggest mission of her life: to put him back. It won't be easy. Especially since on top of hunting her brother down she has to fight her harboring feelings for her new, rookie partner, Jason Reynolds, who she hoped would remain in her past. Now she has to battle two issues she thought was put to rest: her interest in Jason and her brother. But can she win? A short story spinoff about Jason Reynolds and Armita Kumar. Do not read before Bittersweet! Beautiful cover made by @JessaMartell

"I hate you," she whispered softly, as if the words were a secret meant more for her than for me. "I know, baby." A subtle smile played on my lips as I spoke, and I gently buried my head in the warmth of her neck. "And it better stay that way." ♡ He met his match. A person unwavering to his dirty antics merely because of his popularity and the constant fulfillment of his desires. Perhaps that's what fueled his resentment toward her. She refused to be one of his "fans". She fought back, talked back, and boldly rebuked him. She provoked him, opposed him, leaving an indelible mark on his ego. He loathed her for it. Why couldn't she play the submissive pawn or step aside? In turn, she despised his inflated ego and the way he believed the world revolved around him. Their rivalry extended beyond mere dislike, permeating through academics, sports, and the rich tapestry of cultural endeavors. Within the halls of GreenWood University, it was common knowledge that Lana Angelica Smithson and Nicolas Kai Harper harboured a profound and unmistakable animosity towards each other. . . . mature content ⚠️ (details in the first chapter) . . . You do not need to read the first book (HIS OBSESSION) to understand this one. It's a standalone. . . .