Charity Matthews is set to marry. She should feel elated, right? After all, she's finally meeting society's expectations, even if it took longer than expected. But when Charity catches her fiancé, Evan, in the arms of another woman on their wedding day, she bolts from the church in a whirlwind of heartbreak and..relief? Before she knows it, she's on a train bound for anywhere but home-only to land at the door of her aunt, Ada and John Murray, the man she vowed to never see or speak of again. Now, Charity must reckon with old wounds, buried desires, and the kind of love that defies both memory and the rigid rules of the world she left behind.

After getting in trouble for the millionth time, Landon's mother makes the decision to ship him off to Montana to stay with his father for the summer. The thought of spending those long, sweltering days in the middle of nowhere, far from the comforts of city life-complete with relentless heat, annoying bugs, and the occasional wild animal-was far from what Landon had envisioned for his summer break. But as fate would have it, he wasn't prepared for what lay ahead, especially not for meeting Clementine. As Landon steps out of the dinner, he notices a group of boys. And one of them hops off the truck's hood, his mischievous smile lighting up a face. "Looky here, we got us a city boy," he mocks, sizing Landon up with a scrutinizing gaze. Landon feels the defiance sparking within him. "A city boy that can whoop your ass," he retorts, his voice stead. He squares his shoulders. "Guys, leave him alone," a voice cuts through the tension as a dark-skinned beauty jumps out of the truck, her presence commanding the group's attention. Landon's gaze drifts toward her, and he can't help but take her in fully from her slicked-back curly hair to her dusty boots that tell stories of their own. There's a fierce spark in her eyes, as if she can see right through him-confronting any lingering uncertainty he has about being here. He watches her engage with the boys, still keeping an eye on the one that spoke. Suddenly, the summer landscape doesn't feel so indifferent, and the oppressive heat seems a little less daunting. Maybe this summer won't be so bad after all.

"What kind of love are you talking about? Real love? If you're looking for real love... you've chosen the hardest task of all." This is a love story of two young people of two different cultures. Kohana Wapasha is a Lakota (Sioux) Indian of the Rosebud tribe. Ava Beaumont is a mixed woman of black and white descent. This is a story beyond just skin color and cultural differences for love on its own is complicated. Please donate to the Rosebud tribe's COVID Relief Fund https://www.rosebudsiouxtribe-nsn.gov/covid-19-disaster-relief-fund

★★★ BOOK 2 IS OUT NOW!!★★★ She ran from a forced marriage and hid among killers. Disguised as a boy, Omega Selene Valeska sneaks into the Ironfang Alpha Academy, the last place anyone would look for her. But when one reckless show of strength lands her in the elite dorm, she finds herself rooming with the most dangerous Alpha-in-training. Cold. Merciless. Impossibly tempting. And the worst part? He's her mate. As brutal trials close in and her wolf fights the bond she can't claim, Selene must protect her secret-and her heart. Because if he discovers what she is, she won't just lose her freedom. She'll lose him.

in which two stars collide in the night sky of seoul starring: Jeon Jeongguk.

𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐏𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈, known for sleeping around and being cold. she's a renowned tattoo artist that doesn't tolerate bullshit. only caring about herself, what happens when you throw in a bubbly little girl and her incredibly persistent father? 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍, owner of six michelin star restaurants and father to a four year old girl. he's known to be kind hearted and respectful towards everyone. can he be the one to make her believe in love and melt her stone cold heart? 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 they will face many challenges, in love and within their own families. just add a kid who wants a mommy, a man who wants to find love and a woman dealing with unresolved trauma, what could possibly go wrong? keep reading to find out. _______________ started: 12/09/2022 finished: 08/01/2023 !! not edited !! book II of [ the opposite serie ] can be read as a stand alone !!

Complete Hello everyone I'm back and I'm planning to rewrite this book.😜 They buried a child they were told never lived. Years later, a little girl with silver hair, mismatched eyes, and scars no two-year-old should have walks into their world-unnamed, unclaimed, and afraid. The López family doesn't know who she is. But someone does. And they never wanted her found. She didn't die. She was erased

+18 Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

"I'm not a man of many words... солнышко," he said softly, the Russian endearment curling off his tongue like smoke-sweet, but choking. "Come closer." She hesitated, her body trembling, tears spilling soundlessly down her cheeks. He watched her, the way fear made her small, fragile-beautiful in a broken way. She rose, slow as a confession, and walked to him because something in his smile promised shelter and tasted like a lie. He leaned in, close enough to feel his breath, and I saw the patient cruelty behind his eyes. "Now," he murmured, his voice turning colder, heavier, "tell me... what did you do to make me want to cut your leg?" The room went still, except for her quiet gasps. He tilted his head, studying her face as if searching for the moment she would break. ............................................................... Linda finally gets her big break - a visa sponsorship job at the Lincoln Foundation. She's placed with the Adams family, a kind couple who welcome her with open arms and treat her like the daughter they never had. Their home is beautiful, their hearts warm, and for the first time, Linda feels a sense of belonging. But everything changes the night of a business party hosted by Mr. Adams. There, she meets Arseny - and from that moment, her dream life slowly turns into a haunting nightmare.

"You don't get to choose freedom after I've chosen you." Love was never part of the plan. Neither was consent. For Mikolaj Kuznetsov, control is currency. Power is inherited, enforced, and protected at all costs. What he takes, he keeps. What belongs to him does not leave. Malayia was never meant to be seen only contained. Taken from her life and locked inside an estate built on silence and money, she becomes a possession disguised as a privilege. Dressed, fed, watched. Paraded through luxury that feels more like a cage than comfort. Everyone assumes she'll break quietly. They're wrong. Malayia doesn't submit easily. She doesn't soften on command. Every smile is forced. Every moment of calm is borrowed. And the more Mikolaj tries to mold her into something obedient, the more she reminds him that obedience was never promised. What begins as control curdles into fixation. What should have stayed transactional becomes personal. Because Malayia is not fragile. She is not grateful. And she is not blind to the blood on his hands. In a world ruled by men who mistake ownership for devotion, the line between protection and possession blurs beyond recognition. And when power, violence, and desire collide, survival isn't about escape anymore. It's about who bends first. And who burns everything down trying not to. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, sexual tension, and explicit scenes. Reader discretion is advised.