𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. She hides behind bold boots and brighter dresses, yellow loud enough to drown out the cracks in her heart. It almost works. Until the man her papa crossed decides to collect what he's owed. He doesn't ask. He takes. Tattooed hands. A ruler of empires built on blood. He closes the distance. She tries to keep it. But he's always liked the chase.

Two broken souls in the midst of a crazy world. Two souls running away from their past. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel was cracking, slowly closing in. When these two connect, as if they were set on the same path, light creeps in through the cracks, and for or a moment, the tunnel seems to have a way out, but what if it collapses before they make it? - "You saved my life." The words come out as a whisper, I've been dying to say that. I thank god every day that he came into my life when he did. "Fuck Vivian, you don't know how much I needed you." I tear up just a little as he speaks, I don't know the last time I cried happy tears. I bring my hands up to cup his cheeks, resting my forehead against his. "No matter how much I push, I don't mean it. Please don't give up on me." My words seem to relieve him in some way as I feel his shoulders relax. "Even when I'm gone, I'll be by your side, forever." He brings his hand, sticking his pinky out. "pinky promise."I wrap mine around his, placing a kiss on his lips. Warning before you read!! This is my first book! This book will contain topics of SA, eating disorders, and mature content, if any of these things may bother you in anyway, please scroll! I hope when I finish this book I can public a clean version, with a different perspective leaving out these topics, but for now, this is how i've envisioned this story to go! Enjoy -Ash🌸

"Since you don't know how to shut your fucking mouth, I'll fill it with my cum to shut you up," Kol seethes, looking down at me like I was dirt on his shoe. I loved the way it made me feel. The way he made me feel. He looked at me like I was a whore, but also the only person who mattered to him. I felt my pussy pulse in need of his cock between my legs. I look down at his cock and see it throb. As much as he affected me, I sure as hell had one on him. "You know, you've been saying that for a while now and I've yet to have your dick in my mouth," I taunt. -------------------------------------------------- Maya St. Martin is an 18-year-old girl who has more sexual knowledge and experience than a 70-year-old woman. She loves to go out, drink, and have parties with her friends. It's finally time for her to follow her older siblings and go to college. There, she lands her eyes on a certain college junior that's quiet, broody, and so incredibly sexy. The problem is.....he wants nothing to do with her. But, somehow he always finds himself wrapped up in her and her problems.

𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒 Haverhill was meant to be a fresh start for me. What I didn't anticipate was attracting the attention of Carter Knight and his friends, the wealthy, enigmatic boys who seem to own the entire town. After my parents' death, I thought things couldn't get worse, but then I started receiving strange texts and unexpected visits from a masked man. 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙄 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩? 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 I wasn't prepared for Elle Taylors. Ever since she walked into St. Williams Knight High, she's consumed my thoughts. I wanted to claim her for myself. But it wasn't simple; I wasn't a Prince Charming. If she knew what I was truly capable of, she would probably run away. But it's too late. I'm Carter fucking Knight, and I've set my sights on her. She's mine now. She just doesn't realize it yet. SINFUL BLOODLINES BOOK ONE | DB is NOT a RH #1 New Girl (4.2.2023)

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

enemies. "Did I not warn you about staying away from me today?" he says as he looks at my eyes. Deeply. My brain stops for a second. His hand is closed around my neck, his face is dangerously close to mine. And I'm breathing heavily. He sees whatever's wrong with me, and stays still for a second, a small smirk forming in his lips. Then, his eyes find my lips. What the hell is happening? My heartbeat fastens as I hold my breath. And his eyes find mine, again. He slowly leans in. His mouth traces my jawline and face. It doesn't touch me, but he's too close I feel his breath. I don't even realize that his hand has released my throat, and I could freely go if I wanted to. But I'm feeling way too many things at the same time. Why aren't you running, Jess? I then feel his lips on my jawline for a second; and I find my hands tugging into his hair, as I breathe a bit too heavily. He then lifts up his face, lips next to my ear. "So. Fucking. Easy." he mutters. © All the characters and the story is owned by me! Thank you.

❝Tell me you love it,❞ He clutches my hips as if to stop me, then lets out a groan and guides my hips up and down against his cock. "L-Leon." A shiver went down my spine as I felt my wet panties stick to his hard-on. "I-I love it." The connection between us was more than just physical, it was a deep and primal attraction that drew us to each other. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 & 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. She's pure. He's poison. And they can't stay away from each other. Eveline Bardsley has spent her entire life being good. The perfect daughter, the obedient girl who never strays from the path set for her. But when she crosses paths with Leon Vittorio, she feels something she's never felt before-temptation. He's cruel, reckless, and wrong in every possible way... and yet, she can't stop herself from wanting him. Leon Vittorio doesn't chase. He takes. Cold, ruthless, and untouchable, he's built a world where he's in control of everything-including the people who dare to get close to him. But Eveline? She's different. She's soft where he's sharp, light where he's dark. And worst of all... she makes him feel. She knows he's dangerous. He knows she's better off without him. But neither of them can resist the pull. He's the monster she should run from. She's the sweetness he should ruin. And once they start, there's no turning back. Book 1 of Deadly Series's Kae Banks © 2025

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 ❝ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞"❞ 𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐 𝒙 𝑺𝒐𝒇𝒊𝒂 ༺༻༺༻༺༻༺༻ "𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈?" 𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆. "𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚" 𝑰 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆. "𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈" 𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒌. "𝑺𝒊𝒕" 𝑯𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒌. 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚. "𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏- 𝑶𝒉" 𝑴𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 ꨄ 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 #𝐡𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 🥇 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 #𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 🥇 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 #𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 🥇 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 #𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐚 🥇 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 #𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 🥇 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 #𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 🥇

Theodore Bennett was the typical most wanted guy in college - being a nepo baby and captain of the football team, Theo had the face, the body, the charm and of course, his fair share of girls drooling over every little thing he did daily. However when it came to grades, he slacked. The last thing Theodore wanted was ending up forced to be in a presentation group led by the girl whose guts he hated. Maria Michaels - Nigerian, but born and raised in Ireland moved to the US for college, was who you could call the 'perfect student'. She continuously scored high in assignments, had several friends, was elevating in cheer and was positively known by as much people possible within a month of her arrival. Of course, she also, had the face, the body, the charm, the attention, and the grades Theo lacked. The last thing Maria wanted was ending up forced to lead a presentation group including the guy whose guts she hated. "Fucks sake", they say, the exact same time. Rank: #1 Forced Proximity - 29th July, 2025 #1 Sports Romance - 4th September, 2025 #1 College - 15th November, 2025 #1 Melanin - 17th Jan 2026 #1 WMBW - 31st Jan 2026 #2 Interracial - 2nd August, 2025 #2 College Romance - 3rd August, 2025 #2 University - 11th August, 2025 #3 Possessive - 5th August, 2025

"Barefoot, she fled to a world severed from me. I let her vanish. I let her hide. I let her chase the illusions of freedom, for I know that when her feet tire, when she collapses to her knees, I will always be there to cradle the bruises on her ankles . . . and bind them the same." • • • • • He once held her like a sacred secret, until she learned the curse was him all along. And when his demons drenched her in red, there was nothing left to do but let the consequences storm. In a fractured world reeking of sin and blood, there are no winners- only ruin. A prophecy waits to wake in the hands of the girl who shapes an Arcane's obsession. But little does he know: she has memorized the spine and gravity of what makes his marrow breathe. And if he dares to cage her now, she will twist the chains of their fate until they cut into his own flesh. The only problem? The bastard will endure it with a smile. If not, then carve himself a little deeper just to be closer to her heart.