She stood, a smirk curling her lips, her gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. "You may command the world, Lucifer, but I know how to set that very world on fire." Lucifer's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint sparking in their depths. He stepped closer, his grip firm as he pulled her into the shadow of his power. "Then burn me, Fiore," he whispered, his voice like smoke and sin. "I'll worship the ashes."

Briar Viola Bennett, the sweet, quiet, gentle, soft, college student that has an enhancement only of innocence, though there is lots going on inside of this sweet girl's head that she won't let anyone see through. She does it all really, she pays her sick mother's hospital bills, works 5-9 at a coffee house on campus, paints and draws whatever details she saw in a rock, but it all forms together and makes sense to why the girl never gives her the time for herself and always putting herself last. As long as her mom dies happy, any person she talks to doesn't seem like they hate her, and the couple in her recent romance book she's reading doesn't turn tragic, Briar doesn't see the wrong in putting herself last. Until a few of those needs in her life take a turn and she's left with the only option of her enemy's presence. Nate Wesley Grey, the quarterback star for University of Michigan, also well known as the star in hookups, as well as parties, oh and let's not forget the campus whore who likes to leave his marks. But what people don't know is that Nate also has lots going on inside of his own head that he won't let people see through. A tragedy that had occurred the past year during a game that no one can seem to forget, especially Nate Grey. Now coming back to another season of football it's all Nate thinks about. Nate struggles with grievance and loyalty through the season which ruins his career and picture for what the NFL had in mind for him. Nate tries to get himself together and throw all the new bad habits he has created for himself away, but he couldn't do it without the help of an enemy he's had in mind for a while. In which he becomes obsessed with through the process. The only question is, what is the two's secrets that are ruining their lives that they have to turn to each other for? You might know their's but the population at The University of Michigan mustn't for the both of them. And what will happen between the two?

Kinsley Wright didn't come from money, but her friendship with Mafia princess, Adriana Romano, flung her into a lavish world that was luxurious and intimidating all wrapped into one. When she gains the attention of wealthy mafia bad boys, Dane Moretti and Tyson Santoro, her world is knocked off it's axis and seems to stop turning all together. As her feelings grow for both deliciously dangerous men, Kinsley feels forced to choose between them, but what if she doesn't have to? What if they are ready and willing to share her...to make her theirs?

After fleeing her abusive ex in the middle of the night, Chloe Dawson arrives in a small coastal town with nothing but a duffel bag, a crying six-month-old baby, and the last of her savings. She rents a tiny apartment where the walls are paper-thin. Next door lives Sergeant Mason Kane, disciplined, exhausted, emotionally closed off, and currently on leave between military assignments. After years in the army, silence is the only thing that helps him sleep. Then the baby starts crying every night. At first, Mason is irritated. Chloe is terrified of him. Every knock on the door reminds her of the man she escaped.

Corvina Maxwell is a painter, an artist with an adoration for dark literature and themes outside of the good. She's a kind spirit but she's always been gravitated toward pessimistic people and exposed herself to dark romance, art, poetry. Valerian Calix is a world known pop star, having music similar sounding to the Neighborhood, Nirvana, and Chase Atlantic, they get a lot of attention. Lead singer and electric bass/guitar player is silent in interviews, and no words come from him other than his incredible vocals and dark songs. Songs meant to be in sexually toxic films. He loves his motorcycle and avoids female attendees as he has no female experience, although he is what every female wants. What happens when a dark spirited man and a woman curious with depth collide?

Our pasts have a funny way of haunting us, sometimes as ghosts in your mind and sometimes right in front of your face. Alex Belkov would do anything for Anora. Anything. All for a woman who didn't even recognize him. • • • Whoever said love makes you do crazy things was fucking right. And I wasn't even mad at it. If anything I felt a sick sense of relief as I beat the man bloody- finally putting a bullet through his thick head. I had killed before. On the job you know, when it had to come to that. As a detective now I wasn't out on the field like I used to be. But I sure still knew my way around a 9mm. This wasn't exactly so different either. It was for justice- but my own justice. Her justice.

Sam needed a wife. I needed a stable for my horses. We agreed to a marriage of convenience, but it seemed to be more. For a while. Until my distant cousin, who was Sam's ex, showed up on our doorstep. And I was no longer convenient.

Amelia Landing a position as lead photographer for the Griffins is a dream come true. Capturing every intense game, every unforgettable moment on the ice-this is everything I've worked for. After everything I've been through, this job is supposed to be my sanctuary, a place where I can keep a safe distance from anyone who might get too close. Besides, with the no-fraternization clause, there's no danger of crossing any lines...or there shouldn't be. But then there's him-the star defenseman, with that easy smile and hopeless romantic heart. He doesn't know my past, and he can't understand why I can't risk letting him in. He's a complication I didn't ask for, a temptation I can't afford. But part of me wonders what it might feel like to believe in someone again...if only I dared. Logan After getting burned once, I told myself I wouldn't go all in again. Love was supposed to come easy to me-the happy-go-lucky defenseman who can make friends with anyone. But the last time I let someone in, it ended with a bruise I'm still healing from. So yeah, I told myself to keep things simple...until she showed up. She's standoffish, always keeping me at arm's length with this hard look that says, "Stay away." And yet, I catch glimpses of something softer, something she's trying so hard to hide. The more she pushes me away, the more I want to know her, to show her she doesn't have to stay guarded forever. Maybe that's a risk worth taking...if only she'd give me the chance.

The plan has always been simple. Finish college and open my own bakery while supporting my best friend in his journey to the NHL. After a not-so-good experience last year, I've been avoiding most of the hockey team. That is until I finally met their newest teammate whose green eyes have been stuck in my brain ever since. Did I mention he's also my best friend's roommate?