Vera Monet wants to leave the Las Vegas companion life behind. When her favorite client passes away, he leaves her the ultimate fresh start: half ownership of a beautiful, albeit failing, Vermont inn named Heartwood. There's just one problem. The other half belongs to Clayton Casablancas, her client's uptight, perpetually scowling, suit-wearing son. To make matters worse, Clayton believes Vera was his father's "spiritual life coach." Thanks to his father's final wish, Clayton reluctantly joins forces with Vera to save Heartwood. As they work together, Vera finds herself falling for Clayton, even if he is the grumpiest man in Vermont. But with Heartwood on the verge of collapse, failure means losing her shot at a new life. And when Clayton inevitably discovers what kind of "coaching" she really did in Sin City, she's terrified that she'll lose him too.

Trouble never looked so god damn fine. - Valentina Morellia was born into one of the few powerful mafia families in the world;the Morellia Syndicate, an empire built on wealth, power, and prestige. Behind the luxurious resorts, grand hotels, and businesses her family had built over generations, their empire was beginning to crumble. With her family's future at risk, Valentina is forced to accept an impossible solution: Marry Dominic Devereaux. His name alone was enough to make people beg for mercy. Known to many as the Mafia King, Dominic is the heir to the Devereaux family-an empire far more powerful than any other. Cold, ruthless, and accustomed to getting exactly what he wants, he is also the one man Valentina has never been able to stand. Valentina, on the other hand, is stubborn, ambitious, and determined to save her family's name without becoming dependent on anyone. But their families have already made the decision for them. A contract is signed. And Dominic is given only one purpose: restore the Morellia empire to its former glory. It should have been simple. Save the business. Fulfil the contract. But what happens when their hatred slowly begins to turn into something neither of them expected? Will they survive the contract or will they lose themselves in it? -Mafia romance -Enemies to lovers -Slowburn -marriage of convenience

For what reason does one wake up every day? People had always thought the life of ISAAC RUIZ couldn't be more perfect. Everything he wanted, he could get with his money and influence. What anyone didn't know was his real motivation to keep on living--something that was silly to others, but a salvation for him. For office employee FLORENCE VILLENA, there was no longer any meaning to his existence. Nothing could fill the void he had been experiencing inside him anymore, and he was convinced the world was better off without him in it. At twenty-eight years old, LAURENCE VILLEGAS had a lot of reasons to wish to just sleep forever. Since losing his home and family, the universe had rarely been kind to him. And yet, he chose to survive, time and again, if only for the hope of seeing his life get a little better. On Friday the thirteenth of January 2023, fates began to entangle as Laurence met with an accident, Florence tried to kill himself, and Isaac lost his reason to live. Nine months after the incidents, a new dawn fell upon those three lives when someone reawakened in a stranger's body. Set in a fictional Asian City called Perlientas. Mature topics: mentions of suicide (actual scene not depicted) and death, mental health and other societal issues, character thoughts that some may find disturbing or triggering, few sexual chapters later in the story Despite those themes, the overall story's pretty tamed. Featured on: @Romance [Romantic Suspense] | September 2024 @Ambassadors [Rainbow Fiction] | April 2025 Recognitions: ❦ Unification: An Awards Show 2025 | Creator Pick ❦ Unification: An Awards Show 2025 | Overall Grand Winner ❦ Moonlight Trove: Astania Awards 2025 | First Place in Mystery Category ❦ Padauk Mini Awards 2024 | First Place in Best Potential

Hockey captain Rhiannon Sinclaide faces the risk of losing everything when her secret hookups with her rival, Jackie Reese, turn into something more dangerous. And deadly. ******* Rhia Sinclaide's passion in life is hockey. It's the only thing that keeps her somewhat sane when she's harboring two secrets: her toxic relationship with Coach Dawson and her on and off year-long fling with her rival, Jackie Reese. They had both agreed to a strictly sexual arrangement to manage their hate for each other on the ice. But things become complicated when Jackie starts digging into Rhia's true relationship with her Coach. And the world around her continues to grow darker every day, dimming the lights as she struggles to escape the clutches of the one person she should be able to trust. With the Hockey Finals on the horizon, will Rhia choose to open her heart for her sworn enemy and risk losing everything, including herself? Or will she succumb to the life she always knew, one where she has begun to crave death as her only option of escape?

Bramley never stops raining. Willow moved here two week ago and she's still just the quiet girl in the back of the room. Good at staying invisible. Good at hiding the things she left behind. Tommy's the boy everyone knows. The one everyone watches. The one who walks into a room and owns it without even trying. But no one ever asks how it feels to be seen by everyone and understood by no one. Until the day he knelt down and picked up her pencil case. Slow burn • Dual POV • 50-60 chapters The rain doesn't wash everything away.

FIFTH YEAR WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SIMPLE. Lavinia Sterling has never wanted much from Hogwarts. Good friends. Good grades. A quiet life. Unfortunately, Hogwarts has never been particularly good at giving people what they want. Fifth year brings O.W.L.s, new classes, old rivalries, questionable decisions, and a new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who seems determined to make everyone's lives miserable. As the Ministry tightens its grip on Hogwarts and Dolores Umbridge begins interfering with more than just their lessons, the castle becomes increasingly divided. Gryffindors and Slytherins are at each other's throats. Dumbledore's Army is formed in secret. The Inquisitorial Squad is given far too much power. And Lavinia somehow finds herself caught between it all. Between late mornings, chaotic friendships, arguments in corridors, questionable adventures and the occasional academic crisis, fifth year becomes anything but ordinary. Because sometimes the people you expect to hate become the people you understand. Sometimes friendships are formed in the most unlikely places. And sometimes, the person you barely noticed at the beginning of the year slowly becomes impossible to ignore. Fifth year was supposed to be simple. It really, really wasn't.

☆ SLOW BURN • DARK ROMANCE ☆ 〜 They burned her kingdom to ash. Now she sleeps beneath the roof of its conqueror. Clarice, last princess of Sahradyn, was meant to die with her family. Instead, she was spared, dragged across enemy lines and locked in a tower by the man who shattered her world. King Caelen of Velmoras is cold, calculating, and ruthless. He offers her only one choice: become his concubine, or rot in the tower. Yet even as Clarice plots her survival, something stirs between them. A pull. A thread. The old texts call it the soul-thread: a bond said to bind enemies as often as lovers, rare and perilous, long dismissed as myth. But Clarice feels it now, in every glance, every silence, every clash of wills with the man she should hate above all others. As war brews on the borders and kingdoms begin to fracture, Clarice must decide whether the thread binding her to Caelen is a curse to be severed, or a weapon powerful enough to change the fate of empires.

𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍. But Aiden has never had any of that. Born with the rare gift of healing, the world sees his magic as a blessing-but to him, it's nothing more than a curse. His magic is draining, painful, and endlessly exploited by those stronger than him. In a realm where magic is a weapon and kindness a weakness, Aiden survives by keeping his head down and his heart closed. But the fragile balance of his life shatters when he crosses paths with an enigmatic prince. What begins as pure hatred between them slowly twists into something far more dangerous and consuming-desire. Driven by a restless need to uncover the true nature of the power running through his blood, Aiden is thrust into a year-long journey that challenges everything he thought he knew about survival, friendship, loyalty... and the cost of a forbidden love. "𝑰𝒇 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒘𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆."

Rory Kavanagh. The best rugby player Tommen has ever seen-well, besides his da, obviously. Johnny Kavanagh. The Johnny Kavanagh. Our parents are basically joint at the hip, best mates since they were kids. And naturally, me and Rory just... became mates too. That's the deal. That's what we said we'd be. Friends. Right? Friends. But like-come on. Have you seen him? His abs? That man has a six-pack like he's sculpted from marble. His hair? Brown and silky, like-like a shampoo ad or somethin'. And those eyes? The kind of blue that makes you forget your own name. I swear to God, I'm not even being dramatic. So yeah... maybe I've a teeny, tiny, miniscule crush on him. Can you blame me? No. No, you can't. I won't hear it. But I'm not saying a thing. No way. What if he just laughs? That'd kill me. So for now, I'll just pretend I don't stare at him for longer than is normal when he talks. For now, it's just friendship. Grand. ...But what if he does feel the same? *** Bethany Gibson. Jaysus. She's been my best friend since we were in playschool, like actually since nappies. She's pure chaos-loud, mad, always in trouble for something-but I wouldn't change a thing about her. Not one thing. She's class. Gorgeous too. Not just like "oh she's grand," no-proper gorgeous. Her blonde curls bounce when she laughs, and I swear it's like the sun's just following her around. Her eyes? Silver. Like not even grey-silver, like a flipping fairy or something. Every time she looks at me, I forget what I was saying. Which is not ideal when you're trying to seem normal, right? I've fancied her since I was about seven. Maybe six. But what am I supposed to do? Tell her? What if she just laughs and goes, "Ah you're gas," and then pats me on the head like I'm some lost puppy? I'd actually evaporate from shame. But then again... what if she does like me back? What if all this time I was too scared to see it?