Twenty-year-old Ivan Volkov has spent years making himself difficult to need and even harder to know. Quiet, disciplined, and weeks away from deployment, he has little interest in the military's new Companion Program-until a selection video introduces him to Maria Bennett, an American student with fluent Russian, a stubborn streak, and a habit of asking questions he usually refuses to answer. The program is supposed to give soldiers connection without dependence. Three months. Clear rules. An ending already built in. But as deployment gets closer, Ivan begins to realize that the thing he spent his whole life avoiding may be the one thing that makes leaving unbearable: having a life he actually wants to come back to. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• You guys I kid you not, this story genuinely came to me in a dream. I've worked hard on it . This is my first ever real story so be nice to her!

Rose Katrina Chen. The Diamond. Kai Warner. The Genius. ... Rose: They say power travels in bloodlines, handed out before birth, but I was born to a world of wicked games with an entire empire at my feet. In the heart of a city entangled in corruption, I was labeled the diamond of New York's elite. A diamond so sharp it could cut you, so lethal it could kill you, and yet so desired. My friends were chosen for me and my enemies, already made. The worst of them? Kai Warner. A sinful genius. A devilish mastermind. The dangers of a man like Kai were well known in our world, but no matter how many times I escaped him, a cruel twist of irony led me right back to him. For Kai was the fate I couldn't run from and the reckoning of all my violent sins. Kai: There is no greater genius without some touch of madness... and I was as mad as they came. A wicked genius. A mastermind. Born to a family of wealth and strategy, my enemies were chosen for me. In the underworld of a city steeped in secrets and vendettas, I thrived on control and manipulation. I was used to getting my way, and no one ever dared to challenge me. Except her. As gorgeous as a diamond, as lethal as poison. Rose Chen. Wielding power at her fingertips, she could make anyone bend at her will but her heart chose mine in every single lifetime. Ours was a tempting game of cat and mouse where she was my prey and my prize. She was the fate I couldn't escape and the addiction I couldn't give up. For she was the salvation of all my violent sins.

𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. But what happens when they both start to suspect the other is hiding something? As the heirs of two rival companies run by their fathers, Vivienne Laurent and Rowan Hale have never had a choice but to be enemies. They go to the same school, sit in the same classes, and have spent years arguing every time they cross paths, neither of them willing to let the other win. It's always been easy to keep it that way. Until senior year forces them into the same group project. And at some point, it stops feeling like just normal arguments. They start to notice things, the way the other avoids certain topics or shuts down too fast, like there's something they're trying to keep hidden. Reactions that don't add up to how they always knew each other, but neither of them says anything about it. Neither of them tell the truth. Because admitting the truth would mean admitting they're not so different after all. 𝑭𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕. 𝑬𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥. ୨ৎ 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨 has always been a little too curious for her own good. Sweet, spoiled and calculating when she wants to be, she has an irritating talent for getting exactly what she wants. A trip to New York with her friends should be no different. Until she meets 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨. ♱ Cold. Brutal. Calculating. A man who kills without remorse and commands the Cosa Nostra with an authority that leaves no room for disobedience. 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨 is everything Isabella knows she should stay away from. And she does. 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓. ⋆⋅♱⋅⋆ Suddenly, the freedom Isabella has never thought twice about belongs to a man who refuses to give it back. Angelo insists her life is in danger, but offers little else. No answers. No explanations. Only locked doors, watchful eyes, and the infuriating certainty that whatever he knows, he isn't telling her. Someone wants Isabella. She doesn't know who. She doesn't know why. And the only man who seems to have the answers is the one man she refuses to trust. ⚿ But danger has a habit of drawing closer. So do people. And somewhere between trying to escape Angelo and needing him to survive, the lines was so certain of begin to blur. Captive or protected. Hatred or desire. Freedom or 𝒉𝒊𝒎. ♡ Some lines are meant to be crossed. Some are meant to be feared. And some, once crossed, leave no way back. 𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄. ♱ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐘

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...

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐄𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝...𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭," 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. Born into a world of wealth, privilege, and expectations, there's Eira Thorsen, a talented ballerina with dreams of securing a place at one of the world's top dance companies. Her life is a carefully curated performance-perfect hair, impeccable posture, and her unspoken drive to succeed. Her passion is her poison and it is only a matter of time before it kills her and behind that polished and impeccably orchestrated veneer of hers, lies a yearning for something real, something unfiltered. "𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐙𝐞𝐤𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝. Ezekiel Beckett is a different story. Smart with the side of an addiction. Smoking, the only way he knows how to cope, his home away from home, the only way he can deal with his life crumbling before his eyes. Ezekiel is the exact opposite of Eira, broke, struggling to make ends meet and look after his sister all whilst stuck in a constant spiral of a habit he couldn't seem to break or escape despite his wit shining through the haze of his addiction. His rough edges and turbulent life seem worlds away from Eira's poised existence but somehow, they make do. 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. Later... 𝐒𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨.

You're not supposed to want your best friend's brother. Skylar knows that better than anyone, yet she can't seem to ignore the way Damian looks at her. He's calm, a little intense and watches her as if he's physically unable to look away. He's wanted her from the moment she was introduced as his sister's best friend- and when an accidental text is sent his way, everything changes. Those stares grow longer. His need for her intensifies. Skylar can feel it, and with temptation thick in the air, she no longer knows how to stay away- even if staying away was the only thing she was ever supposed to do.

(𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝙁𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠) 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩. 𓆩♡𓆪 There are three things the underworld knows. Never cross an Ambrose. Never underestimate a Ludovico. Never forget what runs through a Nystrom's veins. Unfortunately no one ever warned them what would happen if one fell in love with the other. 𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐎-𝐍𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐌 wears indifference so convincingly that no one notices she's been falling apart for years. She keeps everyone at arm's length, convinced that love only ends in loss and that the safest place for the people she loves is somewhere far away from her. 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎 T̶H̶O̶R̶N̶B̶R̶I̶D̶G̶E̶ 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄, the man the underworld calls the Abomination, has built his reputation on brutality. They see the blood, the power, the monster. They don't see the boy still grieving, or the man whose greatest weakness has always been the same girl he's spent a lifetime trying to protect. Even if he's not good enough for her, he'll have her anyway. They're either each other's salvation, or the start to another war. 𓆩♡𓆪 Started: August 2024 Finished: TBA

Kiara Hendrix walked away from the only man she ever loved because loving him meant losing herself. When Yurii Bolosh became Pakhan of the Fedorov Bratva, the man she loved disappeared behind silence, blood, and an obsession that consumed him: uncovering the truth behind his familys' deaths. The higher he rose, the further he slipped from her grasp. He stopped choosing her. Stopped letting her in. So she chose herself. She walked away before his hunt for justice buried them both. But Yurii never stopped searching, not for answers, and most especially not for her. Now, pulled back into the same orbit by loyalty, the marriage of their bestfriends, and unfinished love, Kiara finds herself face to face with the man she left behind. He's more powerful. More dangerous. And still undone by her presence. She knows she should stay away. Because Yurii Bolosh does not love in halves. He never has. What he gives, he gives with teeth, with blood in his mouth and devotion. And that terrifies her. He tells her he will respect her distance. That he understands why she left. That he will not touch, will not ask, will not beg. But restraint has never been his strength. And as the past claws its way to the surface and vengeance inches closer to becoming reality, Kiara must decide what frightens her more: Walking away from the man who still knows her heart like the back of his hand. Or staying long enough to find out whether she was the one meant to save him from himself or if she was always destined to be the thing he would lose last.

-Some summers change you- Lakefield Kids Camp was supposed to be simple. A quiet summer by the lake where Baymount University students volunteer as camp counselors for school credit. For Sienna Caldwell, it's the perfect chance to prove herself: follow the rules, keep things neat and stay far away from trouble. Trouble, unfortunately, has a name: Asher Hidalgo. A football player with a short temper and a reputation that makes people whisper. Forced to share a cabin, they clash over everything. But as the summer heat builds, so does the tension between them. Between campfire nights and the laughter of many wild kids, Sienna starts to see the truth hiding behind Asher's defenses and maybe behind her own. Tropes : enemiestolovers - slowburn - forcedproximity - summercamp - foundfamily - grumpyxsunshine