[ONGOING - POSTING EVERY FRIDAY] The world is too loud, too bright, and far too crowded. For years, I've hidden behind thick white silks and the safety of my marigolds, speaking to the petals in my mind because words always feel like jagged rocks in my throat. In the Meadow Pack, I am the quiet one, a girl of shadows and soil, waiting for a Mating Ceremony I never wanted. Then the forest breathed, and he stepped out of the willow trees. He wasn't like the others. He didn't smell of heavy perfumes or forced grace. He smelled of crushed mint and the deep, solid scent of a forest after a storm. He was a mountain of black fur and scars, a beast the stories warned me about, the Alpha of Stormridge. They call him a monster. They say his heart is as dark as the ink on his skin. But when our eyes locked, the noise in my head finally went silent. For the first time, I didn't want to hide. He is the storm to my sunlight, the growl to my silence. He doesn't know how to be gentle, and I don't know how to live in his loud, violent world. But the moon doesn't make mistakes, and my blood hums a song only he can hear. The wolf with the scarred eye has found me. And for the first time, I think I'm ready to let the silk fall.

જ⁀➴ 𝓔 𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 ~ "I asked you something, Why did you do that for me?" she said, fastening her seatbelt. He stared straight ahead at the road, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than necessary. "Because I hate you," He said finally. Her head snapped toward him. "And damn it... you hate me too. Maybe the most." He let out a short breath. "And I want that hate all for myself." ~ "But you hated me." She said, while shivering in his arms. "I'm re-considering my life decisions at this point." He whispered before pulling her into a kiss.

"Oh, little crybaby, you don't know what you're asking me for," Gabriel spoke darkly, his voice so deep it sent a jolt straight through me. His gazed shifted, boring into me as his breath mingled with mine. "You sit here in your little school uniform with a damn cross hanging from your neck...," he paused, his eyes narrowing as they burned through me. "Not even understanding what you're asking me while your daddy sits at home wondering why his little girl isn't back yet. I don't fuck little girls." I choked out a sob, his fingers flexing around my throat "Run, piagnona," he warned lowly, "Run as fast as you can and pray I don't catch you again cause I can promise that I won't deny myself the pleasure of ruining you a second time." ~~~~~~~~~~~ A story in which a catholic school girl becomes obsessed with the walking devil reincarnate. Clementine wants nothing more than to be good, but his temptation is just so sweet. Gabriel wouldn't usually be so captivated by a little church girl, but who was he to deny himself the pleasure? FMC IS OF AGE!

𝐈'𝐌 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 (𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1) 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐰𝐧-𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬-𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. . . . . . . . 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 "𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚" 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨... I was only fourteen when the world turned dark. Stolen from everything I knew and forced into the secret empire known as Dark Roses. There, I became a symbol-The Rose. Dressed like royalty. Trained to serve. Waiting to be sold to the highest bidder. And then he came. Ronan Astor. The Russian King. He didn't save me. He bought me. And now...I belong to him. 𝐑𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫... She was never supposed to be mine. I never bought any woman, only used them. But the second I saw her, I knew. Too young. Too pure. Too broken. And still...she became everything. I told myself I'd protect her from this world. But how do you protect someone from yourself? Now she's mine-by fate, by force, by obsession. And I'll kill anyone who tries to take her from me. . . . . . . . -𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 -𝐌𝐌𝐂 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐖 𝐌𝐅𝐂 -𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 / 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. Forced into a Bratva marriage to settle a blood debt, Alina is delivered to the Reznikov estate like an offering - silent, soft-spoken, and smart enough to know that survival means obedience. Aleksei Reznikov is the coldest man she's ever met. He doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't touch her. He barely looks at her. But beneath his stillness lies a storm. He rules with silence, kills with precision, and makes promises in Russian that chill her to the bone. He tells her not to run. That she belongs to him now. That if she disobeys, he won't raise a hand - he'll break her with nothing but words. But as walls crumble and secrets unravel, the most dangerous thing of all isn't the violence outside their gates. It's the quiet pull between a girl who was never supposed to matter... And the man who swore he wouldn't feel. A slow-burn, dark arranged marriage romance. He's a Bratva heir. She's his obligation. So why is he starting to look at her like she's everything? 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ༺༒︎༻ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✓ 𝟔𝟒 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

"You don't belong in places like this," he whispers, backing me into the darkness of his bedroom. "But you belong to me." 🖤 Plus-size FMC | Mafia | Morally Grey MMC | Daily Updates 🖤 I was the Don's niece. Supposed to be untouchable. Sheltered. Safe. But my uncle decided I was the perfect sacrifice to leash his most brutal enforcer. Dominic Russo is a slaughterhouse dressed in Italian silk. The man they send to make bodies disappear. A monster with pale, dead eyes who looks at me like I'm a problem he needs to solve. I thought I was just a plus-size girl with flour in her hair, trying to stay out of the dark world my family built. But when I stepped into the wrong alley, I caught his attention. Now, I'm his. Bound in a forced marriage to a man who breaks bones as easily as he breaks rules. I fight him. I hate the dark, hungry way he looks at my soft curves. I hate that when his rough hands touch me, my fear turns into something traitorous and hot. He doesn't just want my obedience. He wants to sink his teeth into my innocence and consume me whole. This isn't a love story. It's a trap. So why is the hardest part not trying to escape... but trying not to fall for the man assigned to protect me? ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNINGS: Dark themes, violence, forced proximity, explicit sexual content, and morally grey characters. Please read at your own discretion.

Sequel to Fighting for Rose. I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story.

I wanted her the first moment I saw her. I was only eight, but my heart's been set on her ever since. I don't know what to call my fixation on her, I don't know if it's just lust. I don't know if it's pure infatuation, or even love. But whatever it is, it's strong. It's unconditional...it's unrefined...but it's unrequited... It's unlawful. And still, no one could convince me that she isn't the one. She is the one. She's the only one. I wanted Aubree. I had to have her, but I had to wait. There's always been a wedge between us. A thick line that's never meant to be crossed. But sometime after my eighteenth birthday I took the first step over it. Nothing between us now-except for the guilt over seducing my best friend's mom. *This book contains some taboo elements, sex, and strong language and is intended for mature readers*

-Blake- Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has. She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting. ------- -Rose- "Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day. Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops. He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people. I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him. ----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story. #1 in alone 11/23/21 #1 in strong 11/30/21 #2 in boxing 4/19/22 #1 in goodgirl 5/8/22 #1 in fighting 5/19/22

Kierra Rogers is a shy, smart student who stays out of the spotlight. She also has a secret and a past that still effects her. Jordan Williams is the school's bad boy. He has 2 bestfriends and a secret no one knows and he also has a past. He doesn't talk to a lot of people. What happens when these two meet? Will they simply ignore each other? Or will an unlikely romance begins?( I'm terrible at descriptions. Just give it a try💙) ----------------------------------------- Preview: "what's your favorite color?" She jumps and looks up at me. Before she can back up I grab her waist to hold her in place. I know she's scared, I can see it in her eyes. "I won't hurt you. Just don't back up or run from me ok?" I can see the in decision in her eyes. "Please?" She finally nods and I let her go, but stay in the same spot. "Lets make a deal. We have 10 minutes before school starts. In that time you let your guard down and we talk. If you see that you're comfortable talking with me, we be friends. Nothing more and nothing less. If you still aren't comfortable talking to me, I'll leave you alone. And I don't lie." She looks at me with curiosity. "What if I lie and say I don't because I'm scared but I really do?" She looks sad and I wish I could erase that look on her face. ----------------------------------------- Read to find out what happens next💙 -Alene xx Highest Ranks: #5 in Lonely #1 in Sunshine #1 in africanamerican #2 in princess #9 in BBW #1 in newschool #82 in Romance #14 in goodgirl #13 in bestfriends