The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

"You don't know what I went through!" I yelled at him, angry tears streaming down my face. He stared at me for a long time before he spoke. "I loved you but you fucking left me Scar!" he yelled back with tears glistening in his eyes. •••••• Scarlett Jones was once a normal teenager who had everything she could ask for in life. Yes, she was shy and unnoticed by others but at least she was happy. Asher Parker is your typical bad boy but only has a soft side for Scarlett but what happens when she leaves ? 2 years is a long time for a person to change. What happens when they finally meet each other after 2 years? Will they become best friends again or will they hate each other?

𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞... 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. . . . . . . . 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 (𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐚) 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫... He wears masks just to scare me. He walks into my bathroom like it's his. He buys me clothes no one else gets to see. Ryker Walker is my stepbrother. Two years older. Too dark. Too close. Our rooms are connected. Our lives are, too. And every afternoon after school, he picks me up on his motorcycle - the only guy in our weird little town who does. Everyone stares. But no one knows what really happens when we're alone. I should hate how much I crave him when our parents are gone. But when he looks at me like I already belong to him... I forget what should means. 𝐑𝐲𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫... She's soft. She's quiet. She's mine. Madeline doesn't even realize it yet. She flinches when I walk in. Blushes when I watch her. Obeys when I tell her what to wear. She's still in high school. Still too innocent for this world - and definitely too innocent for me. But every day I pull up to that curb, watching her run to me like I'm the only thing she trusts...I lose another piece of my self-control. This house is ours now. And I always get what I want. . . . . . . . -𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 (𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩-𝐒𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬) -𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲 -𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫." ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ Maikel Marquez was one of the most reputable students in Cleveland College. Known for having an extremely outgoing personality but also being a straight up heartbreaker. Everything is going well but that all changes when his younger sister, Carmen, joins. Carmen is the definition of beauty and brains but also completely innocent and clueless. She doesn't drink, never goes out and has been sheltered her whole life by her family's wealth; meaning Carmen has never gotten a taste of the real world by herself. What happens when she falls into the hands of the wrong person? Damian Galanis. Playboy, heartbreaker and also Maikel's best friend. He is the opposite of Maikel in every way. Yet despite the pair being entirely different to each other, they get along like two peas in the pod. Maikel and Damian support whatever one another decided to do however there was always one thing that was off limits for Damian. Maikel's little sister, Carmen. Damian had never seen Carmen before but as soon as he sets his sight on the wholesome girl, he can't stop thinking about her. Damian has always been handed everything in his life and has never been told the word "no", due to his prosperous parents giving him everything he has ever wanted and more on a silver platter. The problem is, he wants the one thing he can't have. Will things go smoothly between the pair, or will lust and temptation get the best of them? 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝟏𝟖+

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

When Chloe Adams runs out on her high-school sweetheart minutes before she was supposed to walk down the aisle, she ends up in a small bar in Beacon, a small town just outside New York, with only her wedding dress, fifty bucks and a broken down car. Not ready to go back to New York City and face her family, she accepts good - looking Finn's offer to stay at his place. But sharing such close quarters is driving them BOTH crazy with desire. Sebastian Radmore thinks he's seen it all - until the beautiful Chloe walks into his bar wearing the biggest wedding dress he has EVER seen. Though the gorgeous knockout seems as tough as nails, he also senses her susceptibility. But with a problematic and troubled past of his own, Finn has no interest in forming any ties - yet he can't help falling in love with her. Now he'll just have to convince her to stop running and take a chance on him and love.

BOOK 1 in the Drowning/Bully Standalone Series. WARNING: This book contains intense bullying, explicit scenes, triggering language, violence, and psychological content. I told Caden to cancel his stupid party. He told me, with that infuriating smirk, "Why? Planning to be my snack tonight?" Caden has made my life hell for four years, ever since our parents got married. He's gorgeous, arrogant, and the kind of boy Stanford girls trip over themselves for. Me? I'm the only one who sees right through him. He's a blatant bully, the devil who turned me into a surreptitious one. And now we're stuck sharing the same off-campus apartment for our entire freshman year. Living together means new rules, no boundaries... and a tension I never expected. The closer we get, the harder it becomes to remember why we ever hated each other in the first place- and nothing threatens our pride more than that. *** Step into an adventure of passion, forgiveness, and second chances. This is Caden and Madison's story.

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.