𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙺𝚊𝚒 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚓𝚘𝚋 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎-𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚜, 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎, 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙽𝚘𝚠, 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗, 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎-𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠-𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍.

Nerd... Innocent... Killer... Womanizer... Love? Or war? She has a mysterious life that no one knows... ✌️✌️

She's in love with a killer..

The club wasn't where she imagined herself working, but it was the only place that would take her. The air was thick with smoke, and the neon lights did little to chase away the darkness inside. People came and went-some looking for trouble, others caught in things they shouldn't have been. She'd seen men dragged into the back rooms, beaten up for not paying in time or failing to do their part. And then there was her-the club owner. Cold, calculated, and feared by everyone who walked through the doors. She ran this place with a tight grip, and she didn't tolerate mistakes. No one dared to cross her, not without consequences. And yet, every time their eyes met, something shifted, an unsettling pull that she couldn't quite explain. She didn't know what it meant, or why it unsettled her so much. But one thing was certain: the longer she stayed here, the more complicated everything would become...

Since the death of both sets of her parents, Fynnith has lived far to the northwest, in the orcish fighting pits of Argul Kar after being taken as a prisoner when just a child. Having survived as the most feared fighter in the pits for over a dozen years, her mental health has increasingly deteriorated to the point where she is constantly hearing a voice in her head telling her to break out of the stone cell she sleeps in between fights, as she had a destiny to fulfill. After blacking out when the voice finally got too loud, she wakes up on a dirt road in a land she doesn't recognize. With an uncertain future, she looks to restart her life, not knowing that events beyond her knowledge have already started to move in ways that will force her to fight for things that the fighting pits never could have prepared her for. After all, a battle for love isn't always as direct as that with a sword. Or, maybe it is? TW: People will die, blood will spill, and there may be a little smut (if you're lucky!)

"I told you, Serena..." she whispered, her voice shaking. "This is dangerous. You don't know what you're doing." "I don't care." I replied, my voice barely audible, but it was the truth. "I don't care about anything but this. About you. I don't want to let you go." For a long moment, she just stood there, her eyes locked with mine. I could see the conflict in her gaze - the fear, the doubt, the undeniable pull between us that neither of us could ignore. Her breath hitched again, and she reached out, brushing her thumb along my cheek. Then, without saying another word, she turned and walked away. - - - Serena, an 18-year-old girl, has always lived a quiet life. Until the night she meets her. Mysterious and captivating, the stranger lingers at the edges of Serena's world, watching and waiting. As haunting events begin to unfold - whispers in the night, shadows moving where they shouldn't-Serena is drawn deeper into a dangerous mystery. The more Serena learns, the more she realizes that loving the vampire girl might come with dangerous consequences. - - - This story will contain: -violence (beating, killing,...) -detailed sexual content -harassment

It's been a little over a year since Bella moved to the sleepy town of Hull, Massachusetts with her adoptive family. With a street full of same sex couples and allies, life should be grand now that she's getting ready for her senior year of High School. but a bully is threatening her friend, there is an alluring girl that flirts but is evidently off limits, boys can't seem to understand the word no when it comes to her and the girl she likes, and an asshole seems to have grown a giant set of balls to mess with the baddest woman that Bella could imagine. Unfortunately, that asshole is the father to the girl she likes. Maybe her last year of High School wouldn't be as easy as she thought. This book will include characters from Ghosted, Jungle Love and Lost, and Dreams I'll never see... Plus maybe a cameo from another book that is a secret for now!

"Willow, wait." Blake's voice was rough, her breath coming in uneven gasps as my fingers unzipped her fly. "Before we go any further, this is your last chance to stop me." I frowned. "Why would I?" "Because if you let me take you now, you're mine. Forever." Her intense gaze burned into me. "And there will be no turning back." ==== Willow's life is a desperate rhythm of morning lectures, late-night shifts, a messy family, and counting every dollar just to make it through. Blake is her classmate, the girl everyone on campus fears. Some say she has ties to the Mafia, others claim she deals in things far worse. But one thing is certain. No one dares to mess with her because those who have ended up in the hospital. One night, on her way home after another exhausting shift, Willow finds Blake bleeding out on the street. Against every instinct, she helps her. But Blake, as it turns out, isn't the kind of person who lets debts go unpaid. When Willow's stepfather aggressively demands money from her, Blake steps in and handles it without hesitation. Now, questions haunt Willow. Who is Blake really? Are the rumors about her true? And most terrifying of all, why can't she stop thinking about her knowing that whatever burns between them is destined for destruction? Be careful this story contains: Profanity Smut Violence

"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

"Don't forget who had you on your knees, Zinovia," Sevan said, taking a long sip of her drink. Which I promptly snatched from her hand as soon as she lowered the glass from her mouth. "Don't forget all the power I held too," I said to her, not once glancing away from her darkened stare, "The mess I made of you milaya..." I trailed off, tilting my head as I openly analyzed her face, "It was pathetic really." Sevan smiled almost sadistically in response, "The mess you made of me?" she repeated the words in full amusement, "I'm still standing. 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" ⋙⋙⋙⋙⋘⋘⋘ Power isn't just taken, it's earned, and Zinovia Kozlov is ready to claim what's hers. After her father's death, Zinovia steps up to lead the Russian mafia as its most feared and adored princess. But she's soon pulled into the dark world of Sevan Cortez, the woman who commands the entire mafia underworld. What starts as a power struggle between them quickly spirals into a twisted game of sex, manipulation, and deceit. But even Zinovia knows... You can't ruin, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙.