She's 20 sweet as sugar, and a walking daydream. He's 30, silent, brooding, and built like sin. She's all glitter, pink and giggles. He's silence, muscle, and jealousy in a black shirt. my first book. 2025

She feared him more than anything-until he became the only place she felt safe. After escaping years of abuse, Lina found a fragile kind of peace scrubbing floors in a mercenary's mansion. Quiet, invisible, and broken, she kept her head down and her voice lower. Especially around him. Killian. He kills for a living. He is a powerful, cold-blooded mercenary, a wealthy man who built his empire off blood, fear. He owns a powerful private military company that operates in the shadows, answering only to the highest bidders. He commands killers, closes deals, and never makes mistakes. Until her. A glance. A flinch. A wound she tried to hide. And suddenly, he was watching her closely. Quietly. Like she was a puzzle he didn't mean to touch... but couldn't stop obsessing over. Killian: "You blush like that again, and I swear I'll pin you against this wall just to see how deep it goes." He didn't know how to be soft. She didn't know how to be wanted. But in a house full of violence, he saw her. And he started to change. And soon, she was everywhere in his mind.

The heatwave of 1955 didn't just bring cracked roads and heavy air to Maple Hill, it brought Kitty O'Callaghan. Instead of the quiet start she hoped for with her mother, Kitty finds herself trapped under the roof of her stepbrother Johnny - a brooding mechanic who sees in her every trace of the woman he resents. What begins as aggression soon turns to desire. Johnny soon wants more than her fear. He wants her softness, her trust, her heart. And nothing will stand in his way. Not her tears. Not her defiance. Not even her hate. ~ He lowered himself to the edge of the bed, the quilt dipping beneath the weight of his knee. His hand lifted, brushing the stray curl aside, fingertips grazing the smooth line of her cheek. Then he leaned in, his breath warm at her ear. "Kitten..." His voice slipped through the quiet. "Wake up." At first she only stirred, a small sound catching in her throat as her brow drew tight. "C'mon now. Look at me." His hand lingered near her face. Fingertips brushing her cheek once more in a slow movement. Her lashes fluttered once, twice. Then her eyes opened, heavy with sleep. For a second she only stared, unseeing, then the blur sharpened landing seeing his face so close to hers. Her whole body jolted, shoulders driving into the pillow as if to put distance where there was none. Her legs kicked under the blanket, the sheets twisting around her ankles. Her mouth opened, dragging in a sharp, startled breath as a scream began to claw its way up from her chest. But it never made it out, he was ready. His hand clamped down hard over her mouth. Her eyes filled with instant panic. She froze. Then fought.

"𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢? 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸." "𝘖𝘩 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦." - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀 Lilia Elise, a beautiful and talented dancer, captivates everyone with her strikingly unique appearance-two different colored eyes and bright blonde hair. Little did she know about the man who hides in her closet. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐑 He watches and lurks, always seeming to be where Lilia was. Like a rock in a raging river. He always found a way to control his emotions. But what happens when he finally snaps? - 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒑 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈/𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒚 + 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆

He's the NHL's most disciplined defenseman. But when it comes to her, he's lost all control. - Sophie is just trying to survive a Chicago winter, a heavy course load, and a part-time job at a coffee shop. She's used to being invisible, until one snowy night, a massive stranger steps out of the shadows to save her from a persistent threat. - Ronan is known as "The Anchor" on the ice-quiet, immovable, and lethal. The moment he lays eyes on the soft, guarded barista, his world stops. He doesn't just want to date her; he needs to own the air she breathes. To Sophie, Ronan is a dream come true-a charming, protective protector who makes her feel safe for the first time in years. She doesn't know that his "accidental" appearances aren't coincidences. She doesn't know that while she sleeps, he's watching her through a digital tether she didn't know she signed up for. In Ronan's world, there are no accidents, only game plans. And his plan is simple: Keep her safe. Keep her close. Keep her forever. This is a Dark Hockey Romance featuring a quietly obsessive MMC, a "Little Mouse" FMC, and a love so consuming, it blurs the line between protection and possession.

Living on campus with six of her friends, Dove has truly lived up to her college experience. Parties, classes, her small job at the local cat cafe, oh- and discovering she has claustrophobia and haphephobia. Not having many friends in highschool has forced Dove to do things she never thought she'd do in hopes of bringing these new companions closer. Things like staying in an abandoned cabin in the middle of the woods. But what she didn't realize was just cause they look abandoned, doesn't mean they truly are. Any animal or person could be lurking in the woods, hidden, dangerous, and carrying all different sorts of armory. A knife? An axe? A gun? Maybe even a bow and arrow? It just so happens that the knife is a certain someone's favorite toy, and they would love to use it on a young blonde with pretty skin. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ to every girl who's ever made a bad decision because of love. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Ongoing!

"The Mob King and His Enemy's Daughter" Natalia Gambino was raised to obey. Her father's world had one rule-bend or break. She learned to bend--perfectly and quietly. Until bending became the only thing she knew how to do. When Vito promises her to his underboss, Natalia accepts it the way she accepts everything--in silence. She doesn't know someone is coming... Alessandro Rubino has spent eighteen years building toward one moment. He doesn't want the throne. He wants to ruin the man sitting on it. Taking the man's daughter was never the plan. Keeping her was never supposed to happen either. She thinks she's escaping one cage... just to be locked into another? ---- "Look at you..." he murmured, his breath warm against my neck. My body betrayed me, trembling as his hand traced lower, slow and deliberate. "...never forget who you belong to, Natalia." I swallowed, my voice barely a whisper. "I won't." His grip tightened, his voice dropping into something darker. "Then prove it. Bend over for me." ---- - book 2 of "The Prodigy" series (can be read as a standalone)

Senior year. Bella's content with being a nobody at Westhart High. Invisible. Unbothered. Safe. But then Vincent Cage-star quarterback, king of the school-starts to notice her. And he wants her. What begins as curiosity turns into something darker. A twisted obsession. A beautiful lie. He's going to ruin her. (all characters are 18 and over)

I have two rules for surviving college, Stay out of his way. Don't let him see you. But Massimo Bianchi doesn't follow rules-he makes them. The heir to the Bianchi Empire, a man with a dark past and a reputation that chills the blood, Massimo doesn't play nice. And for some reason, he's decided I'm his favourite game. He's ruthless, arrogant, and impossible to ignore, even if I try. I should stay away. I should hate him. But the more I try to escape him, the deeper he pulls me into his dangerous world. The more I hate him, the more he seduces me with his cold smile, his calculating gaze, and his twisted games. I'm not supposed to want him. I'm supposed to keep my distance, keep my secrets, keep my heart locked away. But when the devil himself comes knocking, there's no escape. Not from him. Not from the desire that burns through my every nerve. And the worst part? I think he knows it.

"I haven't even done anything to you and you're already crying." Xavier murmurs. I can only sob harder in response. "You're going to show everyone aren't you?" He grabs a lock of my hair, almost endearingly and tucks it behind my ear. "If I was going to show everyone, I would have done it already." "Then delete the video." I say, hating how wildly desperate I sound. "I'm begging you please, Xavier." Those last two words hang in the air between us in a way I don't fully understand. Xavier tilts his head slightly and there's a darkness that's filtering through his gaze. It makes my face burn under his scorching stare. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── When Isa Carrow transfers from Oakbridge Highschool to Cedora Hills Private Highschool, with the help of her rich aunt, she believes that she is granted an opportunity at a fresh start, a way for her to redeem herself and prove that her past does not define her. But when the very secret that she is running from falls into the hands of the one person she'd wanted to stay away from, she will quickly come to understand that what she had viewed as a path to liberty was nothing short of a trap in disguise.