❝You don't have to hide with me, Angel. I want to see you. Always have and always will.❞ ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ Willow Hart is barely holding herself together, drowning at home and in her thoughts. In the silence no one was supposed to notice. Tristan Hayes is the schools golden boy and everything she shouldn't want: confident, untouchable, and unmistakably himself. One night, she collapses on the beach, only to be found by the star football player. Two strangers in a quiet moment turns into something deeper. Built on late-night conversations and unspoken understanding, their bond feels strong. Unbreakable. But no secrets stay hidden forever, and lies are no longer a source of safety. When everything comes crashing down, is love enough to keep them together? Or will it be what breaks them? Read to find out! ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ WATTPAD NOVEL ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ {ONGOING} This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)

𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 & 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐬 Loyalty. It's a simple philosophy of virtue, worn thin by the world. In his hands, it is sacred- A creed carved in blood and obedience. A faith sharpened by order, tempered in the fire of command. Trust is demanded- forged beneath the weight of discipline, Bound by the concept of duty. But in hers, those words are fables- Tales spun by desperate men to keep obedience alive. Loyalty's a language of the desperate- spoken loudest by those too afraid to stand alone. Trust is a fool's game for those who've never bled. And right is wrong, wrong the only right in the chaos she was made for. They were born to opposite sides of the same war- two souls carved from a single wound, destined to bleed for different flags. They were meant to ruin each other quietly. Ruin. Ruin. Ruin and call it mercy. Call it duty. Never to find warmth in the ashes they made. Never to seek solace in what was made to destroy, what was meant to bring death. But fate... fate has never cared for intention- It placed his oath at the mercy of the woman he was trained to destroy, Placed her wrath in the hands of the only man who could ruin it. Steal her fury. Quiet her rage. Unravel the reason she drew breath. And he truly meant to do it- Every bit of it. Meant to ruin, To steal, To quiet, Unravel. He meant to bring justice, Bring justice and strike down a woman born of vengeance until fate intervened once more- Until, somewhere between the hunt and the havoc, he forgot to destroy and learned to worship instead. But worship's not enough to blunt her truth- hungry dogs are never loyal- not even to the palm they once adored. And even the devout, in the end, turn on their gods. 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏...

Valentin Petrov saw Inaya Singh once and never recovered from it. One year ago, he walked into a tiny flower shop trying to buy flowers for his mother in silence away from the chaos of his life. Instead, he found her. A girl with stained fingertips from arranging roses, soft music playing in the background and a smile so gentle it made something dangerous inside him go completely still. And ever since that day, Valentin has been obsessed and not the fleeting kind of obsession, the terrifying kind. The kind that has him memorizing her routine without meaning to, sitting in a blacked-out car across the street at midnight just to make sure she locked the shop safely, the kind that has him collecting pieces of her life like secrets. Her favorite tea order, the books she reads during slow afternoons, the fact she hums quietly when she's nervous. He keeps telling himself he's protecting her but deep down, Valentin knows the truth. He's a man starving for something he can never have. Because Inaya exists in warmth and light while Valentin was raised in violence. His surname is feared across entire countries, bodies follow his family's footsteps and if Inaya ever discovered who he truly was, what he's done or what the Petrov name actually means, she would look at him with fear instead of the softness he's gotten so used to. So what happens when the bratva pakhan falls for the girl who owns a little flower shop not knowing how bad the world could really get?

She's just staring out the window. I just stand and watch her not sure exactly why I'm here. She turns and finally looks at me. We stare into each other's eyes and it's at that moment I can see the torment in her gaze. As she looks at me I can see her lips trembling and her eyes becoming watery. I rush over to her and wrap her in my arms before the first tear can fall. I hold her as she cries into my chest. 🐉 Nicolette's marriage is falling apart and she has no clue how to fix it. She does know that there are secrets that can tear apart their fragile foundation. Logan's ex broke up with him about a year and a half ago and now wants to resume their relationship. The thing is he has eyes for someone else. When all of their lives come crashing together from the secrets done in the dark who will be left standing in the light. 🐉 This is my first story on Wattpad. I will try to update once a week if not twice. I have the majority of the story written and what's not written I have a general idea of what direction I'm going in. I do encourage constructive criticism. Keep in mind this is a work of fiction any likeness to any real events is purely coincidental. Please do not copy or repost my work as your own. This book will have violence, foul language, and gratis sex scenes. If any of this bothers you this may not be the book for you. juan fletcher

"Join me," she murmured, her voice a seductive, low tone that carried on the still air. It was an invitation, a challenge, and a promise all rolled into one. She could feel his eyes on her, tracing the curve of her back, the swell of her hips just beneath the water's surface. The sight of her, bathed in moonlight, was a potent temptation. He remained motionless, a predator assessing his prey. The game had begun, and he knew that one wrong move could cost him everything. His jaw tightened, the muscle ticking. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken tension. Finally, a low growl rumbled from his chest. "You have no idea what you're asking," he said, his voice a dangerous caress. ༻❁✿❀༺ 𝐿𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓏𝑜 𝒜𝓁𝓋𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓏 It's a tale as old as time, once you make a deal with the devil. He's Ruthless. He's Cold. He's Vicious. He's Merciless. You'll never get ur soul back. In a world of corruption, he's the king. The man who controls the underworld with just his inked palms. Until he met his match. 𝒜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓏 She's cunning. She's manipulative. She's selfish. She's seductive. In the darkest nights, she's a predator. Lurking in the shadow watching her prey. It's when she caught the eyes of the devil, that when she knows it won't end well for either of them. It was supposed to be so simple: Kill The Target. Temptation is the devil looking through the keyhole. Yielding is opening the door and inviting him in. -Billy Sunday And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming. ༻❁✿❀༺ Trops: - Mafia Romance - Strong FMC/Grumpy MMC - Grumpy/Brat - Dark Themes - Spicy Scenes - Enemies to Lovers - Hate/Love

One gunshot changed everything. Jade Brooks walked into a bar for a paycheck and walked out tied to the most dangerous family in New York. Rome DeSantis is power without mercy-an heir raised to rule, not protect. But when Jade becomes collateral in a brewing mafia war, he refuses to let her disappear. Nowshe's trapped inside his world, where safety has rules and desire is a liability neither of them can afford.

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠 } Hudson Tempest's an enigma nobody's capable of solving. Darkness has been moulded into his skin, running through him as easily as his blood. More than he's ever allowed anyone to see. Swept up into a world of sin and deviance, Hudson Tempest was broken as a boy and shattered several times over the course of his life. Made to be cruel and forced into a pool of self-destruction, a life that will only ruin him if it continues. Death has been the only thing in sight to him, for a long time. But how hard it is to save someone, who wants to let themselves drown. Val Emerson's the embodiment of light. A heart that outpours warmth like she was made to love, from the very moment she was born. The sunny side up sort of girl with an affinity for the sea, and smiles. When the cruelest of them all and the happiest of them all collide. When her hatred turns into a desperate desire to save the most broken of them all, far past salvation. When his hatred morphs into something he promised not to feel. Opposites. Dark, to light. Whole, and broken. Rivals, in all they do. Until somewhere along the way, they find themselves falling into each other's arms. Somehow, into each other's clashing hearts. <3

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝒁𝒐𝒆 𝒙 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒐 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒁𝒐𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒐. 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. ༺༻༺༻༺༻༺༻ 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆, 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒁𝒐𝒆?" 𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓. "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆."

The only person Amara has in her life is herself and her abusive boyfriend she fell for before she realized who he truly was. After two years of the relationship, her thoughts begin to get darker and she begins to feel like there is truly no way out. That is until one night she bumps into a man emerging from a dark alley. She can't get him out of her mind. She latches onto the thought of him to escape from the realities of her life...until the thought of him becomes more real than she may have been hoping for. She starts noticing things. Seeing things. Seeing him. But it's too late when she realizes that she may be developing complicated feelings for her stalker. When he finally reveals himself, he makes her an offer she can't refuse. He offers her a way out and she's just desperate enough to take it. But it turns out that she was only trading her life with the devil she knows...for the devil she doesn't. She signed her life away. There's no going back now. She belongs to him.

"You really thought you could outrun me?" He asked, his hot breath fanning all over my face. "At least I tried." I laughed but then stopped when I became aware of our close proximity. The wind started to blow through his hair gently as he cocked his head to the side. I swallowed at the sight. "Alexia." he breathed out, his eyes centered on my lips. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip and I froze, knowing what was coming. He tucked my hair behind my ear as his chest slowly pressed against mine. I closed my eyes in response. And all too soon..... I was kissing Kayden Hart. He fell first, she fell harder ------------------------------------------------ Alexia Smith. A druggie for a mother An unknown father. Victim of abuse. A broken soul. Kayden Hart. The Golden boy School's quarterback. An all rounder. He has a perfect life, she has a shitty life. Will light overcome the dark? [Highest Rankings]: #2- Teen fiction #9- Fiction #51- Romance #3-Abuse #14- High school