IMPORTANT: Once in a Lifetime: Part 1 is now officially published on Amazon! Please read the "READ THIS FIRST" chapter for more information and future updates. They say some loves only happen once. For Ody and Mano, that once changes everything. Mano doesn't do vulnerability. Aggressive, tattooed, cold, and impossible to like, he plays the villain on purpose, because being hated is safer than being seen. And losing someone again isn't a risk he's willing to take. Ody is the opposite. Bright, extroverted, charming, and painfully sincere, he notices when you're hurting, even when you pretend you're not. He remembers your birthday, offers you the last slice, and apologizes even when it's not his fault. For someone like Mano, that kind of softness is dangerous. When their lives collide, nothing about them makes sense, except the way they keep gravitating toward each other. What starts as tension becomes something neither of them can name, and soon, something they can't stop. But between secrets, buried trauma, and a world that won't let them exist without consequences, wanting each other comes at a cost. One keeps pushing him away. The other keeps reaching past every warning sign. Together, they burn. But when everything catches fire, love may not be enough to save them.

Carmen was so ready for a two-week getaway at a luxurious resort prior his sister's wedding. Sun, cocktails, and absolutely no reminders of his disastrous love life. Except fate-cruel, petty fate-decided to throw in one little problem: Kasimir Keighley. The best man. His lifelong nemesis. The human equivalent of an overpriced espresso-bitter, way too strong, and annoyingly addictive. Trapped in paradise with the one person who knows exactly how to get under his skin, Carmen is sure it'll be a nightmare. But between stolen glances, unexpected truce moments, and a very inconvenient attraction, he starts to wonder... is it hate, or is it something much, much worse?

"Levon." Todd answered, voice hard. "Todd." Levon responded just as coolly. There was a pause. "Are you busy?" "I just got back from class," Todd said. "Waiting for Betto to get out of his lab so we can go for supper." "Nice." Levon wanted to punch himself. Todd just hummed in affirmation. Another pause as Levon tried to find a way to dispel the tension in the call. "Are you good?" Todd asked when Levon failed to form a sentence, and Levon realized how out of character it was for him to call Todd. There a was a layer of concern just under Todd's indifferent tone, and the protectiveness that seemed ever present in Todd when they were younger and Todd was always saving Levon from his problems. Levon's anger seemed to melt away at that familiar sense of security. "I'm good," Levon spoke finally and a soft smile spread over his lips. "Are you good?" "I'm good," Todd said gruffly. "Are we good?" Levon asked and Todd scoffed. "What we. There is no we. We're not friends." "Wouldn't want you as a friend anyway," Levon snickered. "You're kind of an asshole." Or Todd and Levon, and their acceptance that they were never meant to be friends. (Disclaimer: there will be foul language, more fluff than plot, and BoyxBoy romance. Read at your own risk!)

The Costantino Sequel - Featuring Costa, Millie, the twins, and all the Accardi madness readers know and love, ROCCO is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers descent into obsession, loyalty, and fire. The Accardi family is back. And this time, it's Rocco's turn. At 30 years old, Rocco Accardi is known for a lot of things-his temper, his recklessness, his complete disregard for consequences. As the future underboss of Sicily's most feared family, he was never meant to feel anything. Until her. Alessia Russo, 26, Palermo's top real estate agent, has spent the past three years keeping things strictly professional. Which is hard to do when your most dangerous client spends every meeting flirting like it's a sport-and you've had a crush on him since day one. He's chaos. She's control. Their relationship was never meant to cross the line. But one wrong step-and everything spirals. Rocco doesn't know how to love. But he knows how to destroy. And once he decides she's his, he'll burn the city before he lets her go. Something is coming. And nothing will be the same after it hits.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. -

It was one night. No names no feelings. But nothing is that simple when the impossibly hot stranger Ava encounters is heir to the Caponelli mafia... This book is available in print and now as a webcomic on WEBTOON! ***** Ava Moretti is a mafia princess with a fiery personality and an aversion to doing what she's told. Nick Caponelli is next-in-line to lead the Caponelli mafia - and he is used to getting exactly what he wants. When they meet by chance one night neither has any idea they are from rival crime families. After a night of passion they are supposed to part ways and never see each other again. But what happens when fate has bigger plans? Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of sexual activity violence and drug use which may be triggering for some readers. Cover designed by Ashley Bandy

Cameron Honeywood. Star student, varsity volleyball captain. Everyone's best friend, partially because he's just too nice to say no and because he's your literally 'all you need' guide. He's way too social for his own liking, way too hungry too. Also, for god's sake, stop calling that poor man unfunny. He is funny, to a point. Alexander Viktor de Valois. Kraits' leader, ruthless, smart, sarcastic. It's not like he hasn't tried talking to people, he just absolutely hates everyone. It's not his habit to let his prey go, but he does with a certain blond. Every. Single. Time. Because he knows, the prey will come crawling back to him. These two were never meant to cross paths. But for some reason, fate keeps throwing Cameron into Alexander's eyes. And Alex knows what he wants. He wants one thing, and that's Cameron. one night stand with nothing much happening leaves them both feeling incomplete. Til Cameron stumbles upon an unknown place. When he thinks he's off the hook, he just digs his own grave.

Raised on hate. Fueled by obsession. One craved control. The other refused to break. But when pain turned into desire... And violence tasted like foreplay... Their war became something far more dangerous. This is not a love story. This is a battlefield where hearts bleed, and nothing is innocent. ⚠️ 18+ | Dark Romance | Toxic Obsession | Emotional & Physical Violence | Reader Discretion Advised

My back was pressed against the wall, and our faces were merely inches away. He gently placed a finger below my chin and tilted my face upward. I tried my best to avoid his gaze. "Look at me, Sebastian." I slowly met his piercing brown eyes, and my throat went dry. He leaned in, and I shut my eyes as my heartbeat grew erratic. I could feel his hot breathing near my ear. "Do I make you nervous?" I gulped. He gently caressed my jaw. "Why have you been avoiding me, darling?" I couldn't hold it in anymore. My chest was about to burst. It was all too much for me. I opened my eyes and yelled it out. "Because I'm in fucking love with you, Finn." The moment those words left my mouth I regretted it. I covered my face with my hands, completely mortified. I was close to tears and did not want him to see me this way. I could feel him gently pry my hands away, but I kept my eyes shut, too embarassed to face him. I drew in a sharp breath when he placed his forehead on mine, my hands locked tightly in his iron grip. "God, Sebastian. You have no idea how long I've waited to hear those words." And right then, his lips crashed onto mine, and nothing else mattered. -----------------