She was terrified to be on her own, but I was terrified to stay. Without him. Lexi Greene lived in her own bubble. Quiet and her own. Easton Thompson walks into her life and steals her heart but leaves something behind... How will Lexi manoeuvre through her busy college life with unresolved romantic tension (oh and it's with her best friend's brother...), family troubles and her own issues. Enemies to lovers, best friends brother? The story practically writes itself. A girl who had read romance all her life looking to find her Prince Charming.... Will she fall in love or will her heart be broken in more ways than one?

The Crawlers roam a dead world-vast, biomechanical cities fleeing a forgotten past. Beneath one such city, Solin discovers a sealed chamber that should no longer exist. What he finds inside doesn't speak-but it remembers him. Now, the past is stirring. And it's not done with him yet.

Ana's family was erased in the Last Purge. Now, she lives with her current boyfriend, Rolo, her partner in stolen rations and scarred loyalty. Theirs is a love built on survival, not passion. In fractured Utopia, society is greatly divided-where the poor fight for crumbs of bread and use fire to heat water, while the rich enjoy the newest technologies. The only way to escape the hell of poverty and oppression seems to be through joining the Game hosted by the Bet company Ascension, where she must pass seven levels. No rules. No warning. Just gamble with your own life. The Bet company has introduced a new option where you can join as a pair. In a city where you're living in hell and the sky is taunting you with paradise, why would they say no? Will she survive? Will Rolo be the one, or is there another man who will finally touch her soul?

He laughed at it and leaned in to peck her cheeks. "The cat's got your tongue now?" he said, and she felt every single vibration of his vocal cords for how deep his voice sounded. "Don't worry then. From now on, no rap verses, but only clear messages with distinct words... and actions," and with the final words, he kissed her neck, trailing down to her collarbone. "Those words apply to you, too." "I don't speak in rap verses," she rebutted, noticing that he'd switched the positions, having her back against the wall. "Yeah, you don't. You don't speak at all. You just look at me with those eyes." As he spoke, he angled her chin upwards so their eyes could meet, and when she visibly blushed, he chuckled. "Damn, you're so pretty." He barely let out those words before leaning closer and kissing her. ───❀ In which, Daphne moves from the city to the countryside; objectively, a downgrade, but, emotionally, an upgrade. From the urban chaos straight into his warm sheets. "𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫, 𝐓𝐚𝐦 𝐏𝐮𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 (est quam gardeniae)" "Love is as beautiful as gardenias", a love story by silverozy