For Lucy, Sean was the one who got away. Now US Marshal, Sean shows back up in Lucy's peaceful farm life to shake her to her core all over again. But can their love survive what's coming next?

Sylvia De Laurent, she is the ruthless leader of the French mafia. She is called by many names, known for her ruthlessness and brutality. She is feared by powerful men, and she had to go through so much to reach where she is now. She is the firstborn heir of Henri and Belle De Laurent. Unfortunately, her parents were killed when she was at a very young age, and because of that, she faced many challenges. Even though she is considered to be evil and feared, she is also known for her extreme beauty, which easily has most men at her feet. Alessio Valentini, firstborn heir of the Italian mafia and current capo, is known for his ruthless reign over Italy, his unyielding nature, and his striking looks. He is every man's nightmare and every woman's dream. He is ruthless. And so is she. ⚠️ dark mafia romance

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."

(Highest ranking #1 in historical fiction) For one simple and frustrating reason, Hadassah is unable to inherit her dead parents' fortune; she is an unmarried woman. Foreseeing this risk, Lord Hadley, before he passes in a ship wreck, creates a Trust, transferring title to his entire life's fortune, to his brother until Hadassah is married and title to his fortune can be passed to her husband. Hadassah however, has until she turns eighteen, a year from now, to find a man, get married and regain possession of her family's fortune or lose everything to her greedy uncle. With an uncle willing to do anything to stand in her path of regaining her inheritance, her only option is to run away from home, travel to Birmingham, serve a blind master and hope that in the process, she can find a husband as well. •~•~• Daniel Talbot has despised his inability to see for as long as he can remember. He however never imagined that his lack of sight would eventually strip him of his birthright. Desperate, Daniel is willing to settle for a marriage of convenience to protect what is left of his pride.

An all-consuming love, forged in darkness, fated by tragedy. When she marries the King of Night, she doesn't just gain a husband. She gains a prison, a kingdom, and a bond that defies death itself. --- At sixteen, Veyla stumbled into a world no mortal was meant to enter. She was only trying to find her sisters. Instead, she was taken. Before she could escape, she was chosen as the bride of the Night King, a terrifying figure cloaked in darkness, whose face no one sees. Veyla ran before the crown could touch her head. Years later, she lives with the consequences. Her dresses turn black. Her lips can't hold color. And at night, he calls to her. Always the same voice. Always the same words: Come back to me. Perfect for fans of dark fantasy romance, fated mates, and all-consuming love stories. One click now to enter the Night King's world, where passion is power, and love is the most dangerous magic of all.

Evangeline Winters is the pinnacle of kindness. A permanent smile on her face, always willing to lend a helping hand, and she would never hurt a fly. She has never lost composure. Never. Aiden Anderson is someone she should avoid. Brooding, mysterious, and the least friendly person ever known to man. He tolerates few, and cares even less. And that bike of his? That should serve as a warning. He's dangerous. So why is it that she can't stay away from him? He is the only person to ever make her snap. And she is the only woman who will make him fall to his knees.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes

Walking into a tattoo parlour and getting her clit pierced is the very last thing Bella Fern would ever expect herself to do, and yet here she is. Even now while she's about to do it she's questioning if it's even a good idea. Being challenged to step out of her comfort zone and do something crazy for 10 free books just seemed too good to pass up. However, now standing face to face with Bone Bryerson she's not so sure this is going to be as easy as she thought. He's attractive and the way his look commands her attention and his voice demands her compliance she is thankful that in 15 minutes she'll never have to see this walking wet dream again. At least that's what she thinks, because, in typical universe fashion, it has other plans and suddenly Bone is popping up in Bella's life consistently. Stepping out of her comfort zone was supposed to be a one-time ordeal, but with Bone around Bella finds herself constantly out of her element. He's undeniably attractive and for some reason, Bella wants to be around him, but Bone is older, he knows her secret, and he's the complete opposite of Bella. --- *This is a lightly edited first draft* Cover Art: Canva, picture is Canva AI Started: June 13th 2022 #1 in shy -03/11/25 #1 in tattoo shop -03/28/25 #1 in sunshinexgrumpy -04/05/25 #1 in possessive -04/10/25 #1 in oppositesattract -04/22/25 #1 in secret -04/23/25

This is enemies to lovers with real hate. A strong female lead. A dark alpha prince. And a slow burn so intense, it threatens to consume them both. As the headstrong princess of Duskari, Aeris has always defied expectations-and her father's warnings. When the brutal Skaldur warriors march into her kingdom under a fragile truce, she meets their leader: Zerek, the cold and ruthless alpha prince who killed her brother and has come to marry one of her sisters. Including her. But Aeris would not bow. Not even when Zerek sets his sights on her, not just as a pawn, but as a prize. What begins as bitter hatred soon ignites into forbidden love. In a war-torn kingdom built on ancient grudges and deadly secrets, their attraction is a dangerous game. One misstep could cost her freedom. Or worse-her heart.