My life before was just like my name, Haven. Everything was peaceful, everything went my way, and I had everything that I needed. If I wanted something, I'd have it in a snap. I didn't need to move, make an effort, or work for it. I just needed my daddy's tiny rectangular card that might look insignificant but carried the world on its little sharp edges. Money might not equate to happiness, but it certainly made life easier for me. And yet a year later, from heaven I was dropped into my version of hell. Now, I'm standing in the aisle of a grocery store, wondering if I should just buy another batch of instant noodles because I don't want to waste money-money that I barely have to begin with-on food that will just end up being barely edible. Was that the hell I'm talking about? No. It's working unbelievably long hours just to get paid basically nothing, and wanting to buy food to eat because I haven't had one meal for the day, only to end up having a gun on my head. Oh, and before I forget-kidnapped! At a grocery store! My version of hell? It's the tattooed, hot-headed Italian and head of a secret criminal society, Allessio Cascella. Written by: MsButterfly Cover by: Yrra Book Cover

It's funny how her name, Azelea, means God has spared, and yet her life is like a cruel joke because it's the opposite of that. Her life is all about hiding and pretending. Her own emotions and feelings are kept and locked into the deepest part of her, where they need to stay buried for the sake of her own survival. There's no way for her to escape her hell of a life. Not until Alexei Maxim Volkov---the Bratva's supposed to be dead king---barged into her life, bloodied and laughing at the trail of demise around him. His hand is extended for Azelea, and all she has to do is reach for it. But she has a feeling that he will not bring her to paradise, and instead... he has every intention to lead her through inferno. Written by: MsButterfly Cover by: Yrra Book Cover

Celyse name means "heavenly". But that was the irony of her life because nothing about it felt heavenly. If anything, it felt as though she had been born into the world only to be punished by the wrath of the heavens. There was a time when her life felt perfect. But now that life felt like a distant memory, surrounded by nothing but darkness, blood, and chaos beneath a moon that was once bright but was now bleeding red. Her remaining light was on the verge of dying... until they stormed into the wreckage and shielded the small fire left in her. Legend Alerico Castellano and Ace Gavin Graziano. She kept running from them. But somehow, they always found her. They were her captors. They were her saviors. But more than that... they both wanted her. Written by: MsButterfly Cover by: Yrra Book Cover

Coming soon... Iliana lives her life with her head in a book, and when she's not doing that, she's spacing out because she's thinking about the one she just read or deciding what to read next. People see her as bright and her life as perfect. Iliana Cielle Beaumont-whose name literally means "bright sky," "shining light," or "heaven"-never has dark clouds, at least not to them. To them, everything in her world is sparkly and glittery. To them... her life is just like the ones in books. But readers know better than anyone that there's no such thing as a story that goes straight to a happy ending. And neither does her life. And if she were to get her happily ever after-her HEA, her epilogue-she would prefer for it not to be a fairy tale. Girls dream of fairy tales, and women dream of the hero who saves the world before riding off into the sunrise, but her? She wants the villain who would burn the world for her. She craves it. She wished for it. It became a longing so deep it sometimes makes her wonder if she's gone insane. Until it happened. He did arrive. And instead of running away from him... she ran to him. Written by: MsButterfly Cover by: Yrra Book Cover