Liora Laurent In a world full of evil and hate lies Liora Laurent. She wants to be the change-the thin line between good and evil. But can there truly ever be a society where evil doesn't exist? And if there is, how does one take the first steps toward creating it? For Liora, that first step is journalism. She writes about the evils of the world, exposing the dangers hidden beneath the surface-the things most people overlook, ignore, or are too afraid to see. But Liora's pursuit of justice isn't entirely selfless. Evil took something from her. Something she can never get back. And now, finding the evil responsible has become more than a story. It's a mission. She doesn't just want to expose them. She wants to destroy them. But what happens when destroying evil requires becoming something you once despised? How far is Liora willing to go for justice before she becomes the very thing she's spent her life trying to destroy? She wanted to expose the darkness. Now she has to decide how much of herself she's willing to lose to destroy it.

Just as Annabeth's hands reached to grab the back of her jacket, Sonya pivoted smoothly, one arm coiling around Annabeth's waist like a whip. There was a sharp gasp-Annabeth's-and then her spine slammed against the edge of the bar, the breath knocked clean from her chest. Sonya's forearm pressed hard across her collarbone, pinning her in place with infuriating ease. "If you wanted my attention, sugar, all you had to do was ask," Sonya murmured, her voice sultry and rough, lips inches from Annabeth's. "Get off me," Annabeth snarled, squirming beneath her hold. Sonya arched a brow, leaning in even closer until her body molded against the younger woman's-thigh to thigh, hip to hip. "You're feistier than the girls next door," she whispered against the shell of Annabeth's ear, her breath hot. "Careful now, Anna. I've always had a thing for resistance." Annabeth jerked against her, face twisting in rage. "Let. Me. Go. You stink of whiskey and whores," she spat, kicking against Sonya's shin. Sonya didn't flinch. "Say please," she drawled, her voice silk and steel, utterly unbothered. "Manners go a long way in this town." "Never," Annabeth hissed.

Kiara King is the owner of the hottest and most respected club in all of Miami. Some people like to blame her success on her very well-known father, while some credit her hard work and dedication. But either way, Kiara King is the Queen of Miami nightlife, and that's not up for debate. It's simply a fact. Having just relocated from Chicago for very personal reasons, Monique "Monie" Heart is new to the city of Miami. She needs a job to support her, her daughter, and her younger brother- and quickly. So naturally, she auditions at Ethereal Miami to be a dancer. And on her first night there, she catches the attention of the one and only, Kiara King. Kiara King. Monie Heart. King of Hearts... Started: 22 February 2022

Elowyn Gray likes her world quiet, predictable, and safe. As an autistic young woman who builds her life around routine, she's never expected-or wanted-anything to change. But when a chance encounter with the enigmatic CEO Ms. Monroe sends a flicker through her carefully guarded calm, Elowyn finds herself crossing paths with the woman again and again. Warmth becomes confusion. Distance becomes awareness. And every accidental brush of hands sends an unfamiliar thrill through her, making her unsure if she should explore it a little further... or run away completely.

𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝-𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩. Elowyn Livingston never expected to end up in a courtroom, much less accused of a crime she didn't commit. Innocent, Slick, yet hopelessly out of her depth, she finds herself thrust into a world of lies, betrayal and the one woman who might just save her..𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 Valentin Sinclair doesn't lose. Cold, commanding, and impossible to outmaneuver, she built her reputation on control-especially in the courtroom. She never takes cases she doesn't choose herself, and she certainly doesn't choose people lightly. So when Valentin personally selects Elowyn as her client, it sends one clear message. #1 of the verdict book series.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫. Liana Russo is used to being adored - feared, wanted, worshipped. Heiress to one of the most dangerous crime families in the city, she's always had power. Control. Men at her feet. Until Reyna Rivera shows up. Ex-military. Cold as steel. Her new bodyguard. She doesn't flirt. Doesn't react. Doesn't care that Liana's used to getting her way. And Liana? She doesn't like women. She doesn't. ...Right? But Reyna watches her like she's a problem to solve. Protects her like she's already hers. Touches her without ever laying a hand. And if Liana isn't careful- She might stop wanting to be feared. She might start wanting to be ruined. ༺✧༻ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✓ 𝟒𝟎 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 Credit to the incredibly talented @lunarloverz for making the cover 🫶

As if five bodyguards weren't already enough, Léonel's father assigned him a sixth. This one carried a different purpose entirely. Spoiled and reckless as ever, Léonel took it as nothing more than a bait to his own amusement, blind to what was about to unfold. A slow burn full of comedy, sharp sass, and passion-all twisted together with just the right amount of angst. jaeslut, 2026

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

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No one is perfect, so why judge? That was the reminder everyone would need when around Ailina. Roselyn found herself judging Ailina no matter how hard she tried. But it didn't bother Ailina, all she cared about was living her life on a high. They both had different views on life and different ways of living that didn't truly match, yet they always found themselves near each other ever since the first night. Roselyn unwilling starts to find herself enjoying Ailina company, so she tries her very best to not judge Ailina. Could she actually keep herself from judging though?