{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠 } Hudson Tempest's an enigma nobody's capable of solving. Darkness has been moulded into his skin, running through him as easily as his blood. More than he's ever allowed anyone to see. Swept up into a world of sin and deviance, Hudson Tempest was broken as a boy and shattered several times over the course of his life. Made to be cruel and forced into a pool of self-destruction, a life that will only ruin him if it continues. Death has been the only thing in sight to him, for a long time. But how hard it is to save someone, who wants to let themselves drown. Val Emerson's the embodiment of light. A heart that outpours warmth like she was made to love, from the very moment she was born. The sunny side up sort of girl with an affinity for the sea, and smiles. When the cruelest of them all and the happiest of them all collide. When her hatred turns into a desperate desire to save the most broken of them all, far past salvation. When his hatred morphs into something he promised not to feel. Opposites. Dark, to light. Whole, and broken. Rivals, in all they do. Until somewhere along the way, they find themselves falling into each other's arms. Somehow, into each other's clashing hearts. <3

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘞𝘖 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} The perfect picture of elegance. It's all Violet Amory's known - the foundation of the image she must preserve. For her, for them. Raised in a distinguished family and moulded to bear modest smiles and tender caresses, the grace she's renowned for is what she's come to accept. Stifling this innate need that nobody in her worlds seems to hold: for more. For thrill and the world beyond. Contained within the weight of reputation and hiding the hurt that lingers, the bruises she masks. Until him. The picture of wildness and impulse, with a devious grin she can't seem to stop herself from falling towards. And a heart all too enticing, Everest and Violet battling the world around them that ordains them to be apart. Misfits, in their own separate worlds. all my love <3

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

•1• His tongue slips in and I get caught off guard. Woah buddy! I push back slightly and he let's go and looks into my eyes. "what?" he asks confused. No trace of anger, but instead- confusion. "Sorry." I pant out. "I just. We're friends." I say looking down. He lets go lightly and looks slightly aggravated. "I don't. I don't fucking want to be friends!" He blurts. "Do you not want to be friends?" Tears threaten to spill. ~ Violet is a innocent girl who's nickname used to be Lady. She stays in her treehouse with her cat Mochi and minds her own business. That was until Grey Jones came along. Moving into the neighborhood he is the cold, mean, and "bad boy" type. Violet is a curious girl. When she first meets the new neighbor Grey she's more curious. With a bad first impression on Grey's part; the two become friends. Will they stay friends? Or will things get interesting? 🐞 ⚠️lowkey dense character :)))⚠️ *Book 1*

In his diary, Lucien Ash retells the story of his first love.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭." ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Saint Ash, who comes from a family with a history of mental illnesses, isn't surprised when he grows up and quickly realizes that he lacks empathy and morals. After moving to America for a few months to act on these impulses he has felt his entire life, one night when he goes to commit his first murder, he can't bring himself to once he sees the girl with captivating beauty in front of him. So he decides, that if he can't kill her, He'll make her his.

Kingston Ash has been obsessed with Sienna Abelli for over a decade. Ever since he laid his eyes on her when they were 5, the sociopath has known he wanted Sienna to be his. Leaving her notes, flowers, and sneaking into her room repeatedly for the past 17 years has caused Sienna to hate him. Kingston comes from an elite mafia family. He is known for his sociopathic ways, resulting in him being one of the most feared and cruel men alive. When his family wants him to settle down and marry somebody, he knows the only hand he will accept is Siennas. Forced against her will, Sienna's family hands her over to Kingston in an agreement for money. After he agrees to fight to the death for her hand in marriage, Sienna soon realizes just how much Kingston is willing to do for her. Once Kingston gets his hands on his precious Sienna, he knows he will never let her go.

BOOK 2 of Serendipity ! Just when Carlotta thought she found her serendipity in Greek Mafia Don Evangelos Kosmos, everything goes to shit. Again. Thrown into the hands of her ex-boyfriend, Emiliano, she has to fight tooth and nail as Evengelos is wrongly convicted of her kidnap and arrested by the FBI, along with her brother Romeo, a suspected accomplice. With her boyfriend and brother in a dangerous maximum security prison across the globe, Car steps up and embodies her birthright. The Mafia. With a strange royal proposition and meddling in the life of sovereignty, what could go wrong? TW: violence, rape, abusive behaviours, SMUT

Carlotta Angela Vasiliev is a 17 year old girl living with her adoptive Russian mafia family of 4 brothers and father. Ever since she was a child, she's had no sense of belonging, abused by the Swedish mafia in her youth, her Russian saviours are the only family she knows. That is until someone frames her with the CPS and she gets taken away to live with her biological family. Enter the Italian mafia. 5 more overprotective brothers who finally got their little sister home in New York. Carlotta faces a new life with a new family, will she ever see her adoptive brothers again? Or will she replace them with her biologicals? What happens when she meets a boy who catches her eye? ~~~ "Car." He cuts me off, taking a step towards me, "Nothing about you could ever bother me." He says, lifting a hand to cup one of my cheeks. "Apart from your bratty attitude, but you'll learn." He adds on at the end nonchalantly smirking down at me as his hand slides from my cheek to my throat. TW: Mentions of abuse, rape, violent scenes and SMUT

Now on Kindle Unlimited!! - COMPLETED - BOOK ONE in The WSU Series HIGHEST RANKINGS : #1 in Sports #1 in College Football #2 in College Romance #3 in Sports Romance Eleonora Gomez - My first year at Washington State University was meant to be easy.. well I say easy, I was meant to go unnoticed, solely focus on my studies because that's what students do, right? Well I was clearly wrong... Moving into a dorm room with my high school best friends, let's just say my friends get attention, and because I'm associated with them, I get attention. Of course my life is never simple. Roma Carter - Okay, so WSU wasn't my first choice- however, when you have three best friends who beg for you to come with them, how could I say no. This is my third year at WSU, and my main goal is to win the state championship, being Captain and QB means a lot of pressure. So that meant no distractions, that wouldn't be hard for me. Of course you're probably thinking about girls being a distraction. However, I'm a cliché, I don't date, I don't get attached, as my friends would say, "one and done." That was until I saw her. Of course it was never that simple- nothing ever is, right?