"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Elias wakes from a coma convinced Jordyn is his wife. She's already trapped in a life she can't escape and he's promised to someone else. Will delusions become reality or will remembering cost them everything.

In this poignant and emotionally charged story, Daniel grapples with the weight of his emotional betrayal while his pregnant wife, Rhea, is left to endure growing isolation at home. As Daniel begins therapy with Dr. Langston, he confronts the guilt, shame, and self-deception that caused his emotional detachment from his marriage. Through quiet introspection and painful honesty, he reveals the choices that distanced him from the woman he once vowed to cherish. Meanwhile, Rhea, nearing the end of her pregnancy, faces the emotional void alone-struggling with anxiety, abandonment, and the fear of what their future holds. A tender exploration of broken trust, emotional reckoning, and the fragile threads of love that may or may not be mended.

Is it better to live in a beautiful lie or the ugly truth? I'm not so sure anymore. Not now after finding myself on the other side of beautiful lies. There was a time I thought I was the one - HIS one. Turns out, I'm only second . . . . . . to her. For readers: *I will update as I please. Don't be rude about it. Thank you. *I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! *Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. *Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. *I'm not a spicey writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! *Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating.

A wedding. A secret. A reckoning. When Meredith King' perfect world begins to crack, she doesn't break - she orchestrates. Behind every vow and every smile lies a truth waiting to be revealed. And when the veil finally lifts, no one will be left untouched. Damon Robles is a man that knows what he wants but will the walls he has up crumble when he meets Meredith. Will two broken hearts become one?

For months, Clara has been tormented and treated so poorly it left her crying most nights. The perpetrators? Her two brothers and his two friends, one of whom is supposed to be her fiancé. But after another woman came into the picture they all forgot how much she meant to them, choosing instead to humiliate her on an almost daily basis to amuse this new woman. When she gives up trying to gain their affection back, something unexpected happens. Right before their eyes, she is kidnapped. Her kidnappers? Her three Bad boy school bullies. What will happen when she realizes who they are? What will her loved ones do when she is taken? And why does her heart beat faster whenever they enter her room at night?

I'm excited to share that Cheating Minds will be moving to KDP mid-April! ♥️ It will not be available for reading through March, as I finalize the revised version for publishing - but if you'd like to follow along for more information or apply for an ARC copy of the revised book, please check out my social media accounts (links in bio) ---- Eliana had dedicated her life to her family. To her spunky twin daughters who brought her both endless grief and honest joy; and to her husband Jesse, her high school sweetheart and the love of her life. She'd happily sacrificed her dreams for what she'd thought was a better future. Until suddenly... it wasn't. When late nights and unexplainable purchases and guilty excuses became their new normal, Eliana began to take note. To document. To investigate. Her husband may think otherwise, but this housewife was no fool. And this time - when the truth came to light, as it always does - Eliana would be the one pulling the strings. ---- HEA; dual-POV Content Warning: Cheating spouse, language

Long ago, an attack on the Romano family, the biggest Mafia family in town, left a young girl blamed for her parents' deaths. Sent away for her own sake, she spends every moment reliving that awful day. After eight long years of suffering, she is led back to her brothers. But they don't want her there, and they make sure she knows it. Not long after she's reunited with her family, a faceless enemy takes up arms against the Romano family. And there is nothing Allora can do, except watch as the world burns around her, knowing she'll burn right alongside it. Until... maybe, just maybe, something changes, and Allora finds herself not quite so alone. ~~~ "You'll rot in hell for what you did, Allora." His voice echoes in my ear, his hot breath ghosting my skin. My hand falls limp over the side of the bed, the blood trickling down my finger is warm, almost soothing. Darkness takes me in it's familiar embrace.

One lesson I learned very early in life was to be cheerful, to be agreeable, to do as I was told and ask for nothing, and to never ever complain. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and maybe they'll love you. I grew into an adult who took care of others and never expected that those I loved would take care of me in return. I gave and never asked, never expected, never demanded. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and you'll find someone that will love you. And then one day, a Dragon walked into my workplace and turned my world upside down with a single wink. Having grown up watching his father treat his men like they were disposable, just meat bags to be fed into the grinder, Dragon was determined to be different when he became president of the Dragon's Inferno MC. He cares about his people. He takes care of them. He was upfront with me, taking care of his MC and those he considered to be his would always be his priority. And I agreed to that, I joined him in that mission, throwing myself into becoming the perfect old lady of the prez. Smile Maddie. Act happy Maddie. Take care of them and maybe they'll love you. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't complain and maybe he'll love you. I told myself I was independent. I was strong. And I didn't need my Dragon to take care of me. And I almost believed it. Almost. But now I'm watching him with her. I'm watching him comfort her. I'm watching him listen to her, support her, reassure her. I'm watching him take time from his day to check in with her. I'm watching him worry about her. I'm watching them become closer right in front of my eyes. I'm seeing every thoughtful gesture he does for her. And me? I'm not happy. I'm not smiling. I'm done being agreeable. Fuck not causing trouble. I'm about to set my Dragon's world on fire. And then I'm walking away. She can have him. For the first time in my life, I'm choosing myself.

At our gender reveal, my husband joked about getting my sister pregnant with a boy. Everybody thought that was hilarious. Except me.