There's a thin line between good and evil. Good. Azalea Blanc in one word. Although she is constantly surrounded by crime, she never lets it alters her kind ways. When her job is to deliver food daily to all of the locked-up criminals in the crime capital of New York, she's used to seeing the darkness that can lay within people. Evil. Reese Ricci in one word. He rules the world of crime, killing and smiling in the color of red. By no means is he a kind man. He's ruthless, dangerous, and heartless. That is until he gets captured and thrown into a cell, and a certain girl enters to give him food. While Azalea tempts him into the light, Reese tempts her into the dark. And Azalea quickly realizes, Evil might just taste better than good.

In a world where 'Soulmates', otherwise known as Darlings have the exact same branding over their heart's given to them by the government as babies you'd think there would be less heartbreak but some don't ever meet their Darlings, usually due to a death so they couple with someone else who never found theirs either, known as a Platonic. Poppy Hart is twenty two and running out of time to find her Darling. When she fails to do so, she is assigned a Platonic, her best friend West who has also lost his Darling. Three years later when the government allocate Poppy a job at Hellbound Maximum Security Penitentiary as a guard, she discovers her long-lost Darling is violent inmate Hex Rose and everything she thought she knew is turned upside down in a matter of seconds. *mature & language warning*

Heartless assassin Aero Black can't be bothered to remember the names or faces of his victims. After getting a hit on Hailey Romano, he thinks it should be his easiest hit ever since she's best friends with his younger brother. His dead heart becomes his biggest enemy as he gets to know her pure one. Kind, sweet and caring - she's the complete opposite of him. But there is nothing the assassin loves more than money, and knowing he'll get millions of dollars for her death if he kills her within a month forces him into a decision. Money, or potential love?

Vincent Brunos is the Don of the families. Ezra Gallo is a shy girl. When Vincent meets Ezra by chance, he can't help but feel enthralled by the young girl sitting on a couch, reading a book.

Nearly eighteen years have passed since Willow was allowed to simply exist. Raised in locked rooms and silence, she learned rules without ever being told they were wrong-so she steps into freedom bright-eyed and reckless, all summer dresses and soft wonder, finding joy in everything the world kept from her. Willow is sunshine with sharp edges: independent, curious, too kind for her own safety... and still unaware that what she survived was abuse until someone shows her what choice actually feels like. Byron Ferrari isn't that someone because he's gentle. He's twenty-four, a billionaire built from old money, grief and discipline, running a ruthless security empire and a stricter life. Control is how he breathes. Anxiety is how he loves. He doesn't want to cage Willow, he wants to keep her close because losing people is the only thing he's ever been good at. Byron is forced to learn the difference between protection and possession all while unintentionally turning her into a spoiled brat who craves his attention and affection. Willow walked into his immaculate kitchen, barefoot, carrying a fistful of wildflowers like contraband. Byron stared at the mud. Then at her. "Absolutely not." She smiled, radiant. 'Absolutely yes.' She signed. Ten minutes later, Byron was on his knees, gently cleaning the soles of her feet while she hummed. Tropes: Sunshine x Grumpy • Morally Grey Protector • He Falls First • Found Family • Touch-Consent • Fast paced • Lake House / Summer Vibes • Chosen Autonomy • spoiled MFC #1 sunshine #1 soft #1 old money #1 spoiled

Bane Lawson : A fiercely independent and legendary mercenary in a fractured magical world. Standing nearly seven feet tall, heavily scarred, and covered from head to toe in intricate tattoos, he is a man of few words who actively avoids the company of others. Beneath his rough, imposing exterior lies a brilliant talent for crafting weapons and building, along with a hidden, unwavering instinct to protect what is his. Dawn Celestia : A lost angel on the run, completely unaware of the true depth of her dormant healing powers. Small, innocent, and sheltered, she has spent her entire life fleeing in terror. With striking blue eyes, fair skin, and beautiful white wings. Her lonely past has left her craving safety, warmth, and someone she can truly depend on Fallen into Fate Ever since the powerful angel race was defeated by rebel creatures and forces determined to overthrow the balance of good and evil, heaven has been in ruins, leaving the surviving angels scattered and hunted. In this broken world, survival means trusting no one. For Bane, a wealthy and ruthless tracker, life is simple: take the contract, collect the bounty, and stay isolated in his remote forest cottage. But his quiet existence is shattered the night a terrified, wing-bound girl bangs on his door, fleeing dangerous forces. After protecting her from the immediate threat, an unexplainable pull forces his deep protectiveness to the surface. Though he is big, rough, and entirely unused to gentleness, he finds himself lowering his guard to heal her wounded wings and offer her shelter. For the first time in her life, Dawn feels entirely safe, quickly growing attached to her giant protector. But staying hidden in a world this dangerous is no easy task. When he discovers the agonizing truth of what she endured before finding him, his protective instincts turn into an unforgiving fury. To keep his angel safe, this solitary hunter will have to face down an empire-even if it means burning down everything in

Emriana travels to the Kingdom of Ekudal to sell her paintings but gets more than she bargained for when she catches the eyes of the triplets Princes of Ekudal known for being heartless cold-blooded murderers. But here's the catch, she doesn't realize who they are...

Christina. I swear I hate him. Ethan Carter with his stupid dimples and neat black hair, always sitting in the front row like the professor personally adopted him. He writes everything down, color-codes it, breathes it. Meanwhile, I'm in the back, half-awake, half-bored, living for the chaos of anything but lectures. And yet he watches me. Not in the judgmental way everyone else does. Not like I'm a disaster waiting to happen. His brown eyes are steady, calculating, almost amused. Like he knows something I don't. We got paired for the semester. Same goddamn dorm room. Of course we did. The universe loves tormenting me. But he didn't flinch. He just smiled slightly, dimples showing, like he was the one entertained. He thinks he can fix me. That's cute. What he doesn't know is I don't want fixing. Still... when he leans over my desk, lowering his voice so only I can hear, telling me exactly what I'm going to do and when, something tight coils in my stomach. I hate that I listen. I hate that I want to. Ethan. Christina Emerson is chaos in human form. Dirty blonde hair never brushed the same way twice. Gray eyes that challenge everything. She pretends not to care about anything, especially not me. But she notices me. She notices when I don't look at her. She notices when I do. Everyone thinks I'm boring. The quiet nerd. The safe one. They don't see the way I study people the same way I study books. Christina is reckless, but she's not stupid. She just runs from effort the way others run from fear. And she runs from me. I don't try to change her. I just corner her with expectations. Deadlines. Eye contact that lasts a second too long. She rolls her eyes, calls me names under her breath. Yet she shows up. Late, dramatic-but she shows up. Her breath stuttered. She does hate me. She just hates that I see through her. And I'm patient. Very patient.

Mariposa Samara went through hell and back. A lot of damage was done and she lost a lot, but that did not stop her from building her empire. A hidden empire that consists of people she saves and keep saving using her genius mind. The Vivaldi brothers: Asher, Dominic, Ian, Cale and Cole are known for being ruthless cruel criminals, and they role both the Russian and Italian mafias. They are busy ruling the criminal world, but that changes when they cross paths with Samara. What happens when their father suggests Samara's services to them? Why does he know her? And how are her services beneficial for their mafia? The past is not far behind, and the clock is ticking for Samara. Secrets are bought to light and the brothers are on the hunt for them. Samara I live in the shadows, they protect me, so I can protect what is left to be protected. But new monsters are on the hunt and they are thriving in my shadows. The Brothers She landed in our nest, a light that brightens our darkness. But can we lighten her darkness? Our mysterious, genius, and broken girl.

When an injured German soldier washes up on a beach near Freya's home in England, she decides to help him, despite the consequences of helping the enemy. Forced to put their lives behind them to survive, they work together and form a bond that no bullet can break. With WWII forcing people and families apart, the two find that their friendship will be put to the test, and that Freya is determined to keep her promise to help him get back home.