She ran away from home with nothing but a broken heart and a car that barely made it. One fight, one night, one decision...and everything changed. Desperate for somewhere to stay, Avery answered an ad for a room and ended up moving in with Rhett...a tattooed, cold, pro hockey captain who thrives on control, discipline, and dominance both on and off the ice. Commitment isn't in his vocabulary. Neither are second chances. He's chaos in skates and trouble in leather jackets, sharp edges wrapped in muscle and attitude, and he makes it painfully clear that he doesn't want her in his space, in his routine, in his carefully controlled world. They clash from the start. Power against defiance. Fire against gasoline. Too similar. Too stubborn. Too damaged in different ways. She's soft, but not weak. A good girl who knows how to party, dance, and forget the world when the music gets loud enough. He's adrenaline and aggression, fueled by late-night games, bruised knuckles, and a hunger for control that doesn't turn off when the crowd goes home. Closed off. Possessive. Allergic to feelings. Living together becomes a dangerous game of boundaries, tension, and lingering looks that last a second too long. Every shared space feels like a challenge. Every accidental touch feels like a dare. Neither of them are willing to admit that the pull between them burns hotter than any fight on the ice...or that surrendering might be the one thing Rhett fears more than losing. But the past doesn't stay buried forever. Her mother returns to haunt her, reopening old wounds. And just when Avery starts to feel safe...just when it starts to feel real...Rhett does what he does best. He runs. Because falling is easy...but staying is the dangerous part. Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.

Naomi has hated her brother's best friend for years. Kai didn't just ignore her. He criticized her. Challenged her. Made it very clear she was an inconvenience in his perfectly controlled world. He made her life miserable. Now she's living in the same house as him. Kai is the captain. The responsible one. The golden standard on and off the ice. Loyal to her brother above all else. And suddenly the tension between them doesn't feel like hatred anymore. It feels dangerous. Forced proximity has a way of exposing old wounds. Of turning sharp words into loaded silences. Of making late-night arguments blur into something neither of them can explain. She swore she would never forgive him. He never expected to want her. Enemies to lovers was never supposed to look like this. Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.

Everyone thought she was just the quiet girl. Kept to herself. Always early to class. He was the boy with the bike, the bruised knuckles, and a reputation that came with warnings. "Stay away from him," they warned. So naturally, she found him on the rooftop one afternoon, leaning against the railing, cigarette in hand. He raised an eyebrow. "Wrong place, angel." She stepped in, smirking as the breeze played with her hair. "Nah. I make everywhere the right place." He chuckled-right until she snatched the cigarette from his hand, dropped it, and crushed it under her shoe. "You've been staring for weeks," she said, tilting her head. "Figured I'd save you the trouble and come say hi." His smirk vanished, but he said nothing as she turned and walked off. That night, he texted first. Him: You always this bossy? Her: Only with boys who look good when they obey. Started -7 june 2025 Finished -13 june 2025

Sugar's addicting. So is she. Graham Davis has two addictions: Hockey-and Gracie Daniels. (Not that he knows it yet.) At St. Brown University, Gracie Daniels is the golden girl. Blonde ponytail, perfect smile, always saying yes. So when she's asked to manage PR for the hockey team, she agrees-hoping to help thaw their notoriously icy captain. But Graham Davis doesn't melt. He's distant, guarded, and doesn't need help from a pink-sweater-wearing perfectionist... until he starts noticing things he shouldn't. Skipped meals. Covered bruises. Flinches too small to be accidental. Gracie is sweet, bright, and hiding more than anyone knows. And Graham can't stop looking.

"𝑆𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑒," ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑠, 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟. "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒." ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ He looks like the devil. He acts like danger. But somehow... he's the only one who ever saved me. ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ Alec Donovan is the kind of boy you cross the street to avoid. Bruised knuckles. Leather jacket. Eyes like warnings. Everyone calls him dangerous. I called him Angel. Once. As a joke. Because he showed up when he shouldn't have- ruined my night, saved my life, and looked at me like he regretted both. Now the nickname won't die. Not when he kisses me just to shut me up. Not when he punches the boy who touched me wrong. Not when he looks at me like I'm the only good thing he's ever seen. I'm supposed to be perfect. Future designer. Top student. A planned-out life. My father calls boys "distractions." Alec Donovan is the biggest distraction I've ever met. The kind that ruins your lipstick-and your destiny. But when the world gets loud, when my past catches up, when my father gets cruel, when everyone expects me to break- he shows up. Silent. Breathing hard. Eyes full of something he refuses to name. He's the only boy who's ever protected me. The only one who scares me. The only one who truly sees me. He Is My Angel... even if he looks like the devil. ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ "At least I'm not hiding behind anger!" He moved before I could breathe. One moment across the table, the next-right in front of me, his hand braced against the wall beside my head. His other hand slid into his pocket, casual and tense all at once. "Careful," he said, voice low enough to vibrate in my chest. "You're saying a lot of things you don't mean." ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Hailey Summers. I knew she was gonna be a problem for me the second my eyes fell on her in the school hall way that day. I didn't know anything about her, I didn't even know she existed, but I knew that I had to get to know her, which was a big problem for me. I'm about to turn eighteen in a week, and coming from an Italian family, a mafia family, that's a big deal. It meant that i was finally old enough to take over the family business, over my father's kingdom. It came with great power and responsibilities, there was absolutely no room for weaknesses. Little did I know was that Hailey would be my down fall. I fell in love with her when I shouldn't have. She was so pure and innocent, a person like me would only destruct her. I was a monster. I couldn't drag her into this life, but I also couldn't let her go. I wish things could be different, I wish that I could be different, but this is my life, this is what I was born to do, and I will do anything for her. She is my weakness. ---------- Isaac Matteo and Hailey Summers come from two opposite different worlds, up until they cross each other's paths one day at school. Never in her wildest dreams does Hailey ever think that she would fall for the bad boy himself. He turns her world completely upside down, going from quiet, calm, and even boring as she would like to say, to adventurous and thrilling. Isaac shows her a whole new different world, bringing all sorts of new changes into her life, new problems even, his problems.. But can Hailey really handle Isaac's world? Highest ranking in Drama #1 August 17th, 2019. Started May of 2017. Completed Dec 6th, 2018.

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘 has mastered the art of being invisible. At home, it keeps her out of danger. At school, it keeps the bullies at bay-or so she hopes. But when a cruel prank forces her into the boys' changing room and into the spotlight, her carefully built walls start to crack. 𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 has everything: money, popularity, and a future already mapped out. He shouldn't care about the quiet girl with the tired eyes and secondhand shoes. But the moment he sees her, he knows there's more to Eve than silence. Thrown together by chance, drawn together by something neither of them fully understands, Eve and Ace come from two different worlds. And yet, in each other, they might just find the one thing they've both been missing. But some secrets aren't easy to outrun. And when the truth comes to light, it might just tear them apart. 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐓𝐖: Violence Abuse Smut Very sensitive topics

Skylar's life has been far from perfect ever since her mother passed away. For the past 10 years she has been sexually, physically, and mentally abused. Skylar has always been shy throughout high school and people make fun of her. She has no friends and nobody knows the real Skylar Evergreene. Skylar doesn't even know herself. Alec is your typical badboy. Every girl was dying to get a piece of him but he didn't care. Everyone thought he was coldhearted but maybe he just needed someone to break down his walls. What happens when Alec and his friends come across Skylar? Will he be able to save her? TW there is a lot of a sensitive content in this book like self harm, abuse, eds, violence and gangs etc so this book may not be for you.

❌WARNING: MATURE CONTENT❌ 27 year old Archer Stark is an assassin, he works for no one besides himself, and one night he's sent to kill a girl. 24 year old Violet Moon is a Socialite, she's a trophy wife rich girl, and she had no idea she was on someone's list. So when Archer kidnaps her and brings her back to his remote mansion to finish the job. He realizes he doesn't want to kill her. He wants her to be his submissive. He was paid to kill her, and he didn't. The two are total opposite and he's risking a lot, but something inside of him lusts to touch her, and she can't get enough.