This is for us who just want to survive in a world that's failed us. Briar Hall wasn't supposed to notice me. But now there's a queen bee screaming my name, a boy with ocean-blue eyes threatening revenge for me, and secrets I'm not ready to share. I was aiming for invisible. Turns out I'm terrible at it. Watch me survive. Or not.

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

"She makes silence feel like home." "This is how it feels to be quietly made of stars." Quietly Made of Stars by Nyxora She was rain-soaked poetry. He was a quiet storm waiting to break. Elowen Lune doesn't speak much-but she feels everything. With eyes like moonlight and moss, a voice soft as secrets, and red hair that falls like fire in fog, she sketches her grief in silence and sings lullabies to the sky when no one's listening. Evander Gray doesn't believe in fairytales. Not until he sees her standing in the rain, barefoot, blinking through clouds like she belonged to another world. He plays piano like he's in mourning, wears black like armor, and loves her like she's the last soft thing on earth. When Elowen moves to a town tucked between forest and fog, she expects stillness. She doesn't expect him. But some stories aren't loud. Some love is a whisper. And some hearts are quietly made of stars.

[Boy×Boy/ MM] Adrian Moreau has always lived life on his own terms. As the rebellious son of a powerful family. He never wanted to be part of the mafia world, but when Victor Castellano's father forces him into a deal-one that traps him in a fake relationship with the infamous mafia heir-he has no choice but to play along. Victor is cold, ruthless, and completely unreadable. He didn't want this arrangement either, but now that Adrian is in his life, he refuses to let anyone touch what's his. What starts as a forced agreement quickly turns into something much more dangerous. The lines between fake and real blur, and as Adrian gets pulled deeper into Victor's world, he realizes one thing- He might not be afraid of , his brother's bestfriend, Victor. But he should be afraid of what he's starting to feel for him. ...Under Victor's rule, Adrian might just lose everything-including himself. --- Disclaimers: This is a BxB story! Contains dark romance & mafia themes Lightly edited first draft Respectful constructive criticism is welcome! 🤍 ---

**Caution: This content is intended for a mature audience aged 18 and older. Dive in at your discretion!** ≿━━━━༺❀༻━━━━≾ Ezekiel Zakharov, the devil, was once an angel. Kayla Elsher is broken, misunderstood, and her skin is tainted with years' worth of trauma. Fighting her way to become the woman she dreams of becoming. ≿━━━━༺❀༻━━━━≾ "Come now, princess. When you are told to come, you come. You understand?" Ezekiel asked, staring down at me. Oh, how I heard that in my mind was fucking smoldering. I was not able to help myself anymore. I jumped up onto him, and he had the same idea to catch me. "Depends on how hard..." I whisper to him, my breath hot against his neck. ≿━━━━༺❀༻━━━━≾ Important Notice: I want to make it very clear that copying, stealing, or reproducing any part of my writing or any materials that I copyright is strictly prohibited. My hard work and creativity are to be respected and protected. Any violation of this will not be tolerated. Thank you for respecting the integrity of my work. If you come across my books or writing anywhere outside of this profile, I expect you to inform me immediately. I want to make it clear that I do not allow the translation of my books without my explicit permission. If you are interested in translating my work, please reach out to me personally via Instagram to discuss it further. Thank you for respecting my wishes. Sincerely, Kali Angels. - - - This book is more of a romance than a mafia, but it's my first time ever writing this sort of thing, so forgive me if it isn't accurate. Just know that I did my best. The book cover was made through Canva and inspired by @honeirain 🥰 Please be sure to read the tags!

Warning: 18+ content - This book is intended for a mature audience. ┍━☽【❖】☾━┑ She was the first of her kind, a groundbreaking creation born from the fusion of two distinct DNA strands: one from a mutant and the other from a brilliant scientist who sacrificed her life to bring her daughter into existence. The outbreak of a new virus has engulfed New York City and is spreading rapidly beyond its borders. This virus is extremely deadly-if the bite doesn't kill you, the hybrids certainly will. Outside the cities' barrier walls, a darker force lurks one that poses an even greater threat than the mutants. Or so they believed. During the overwhelming outbreak, its spread was undeniable, and it directed Zade Kael straight to Annaca Remus. He declared that he would never fall in love with a hybrid, no matter the consequences, but this one might just demand everything from him. He had encountered her once before the outbreak. Zade is determined to steer clear of any involvement with a hybrid, fully aware that once he gets involved, there's no turning back. How much longer can he keep up the façade before he finally crumbles and confesses that she is the one he truly desires?

Alexis Carmen never expected her life to change when she landed an internship at Perogrine, a cutting-edge tech company. Ambitious and eager to prove herself, Alexis is drawn to the enigmatic CEO, Cassandra Pierce-a brilliant, reserved woman who controls every room she enters. As their professional relationship blurs into something far more intimate, the two women are caught in a whirlwind of passion, secrecy, and longing. But with a decade of age between them and the delicate balance of power at stake, their forbidden love threatens to unravel everything they've worked for. Will Alexis and Cassandra risk it all for a chance at happiness, or will the walls of Perogrine keep them apart? - mature audiences only. warnings listed below. - sexual content violence foul language alcohol usage drug usage homophobia anxiety/panic attacks

Dancing has always been a part of you. It was a way to express how you were feeling without having to tell anyone. It was also a way to forget and let go of the awful situations you seemed to find yourself in. Which was unfortunately a lot. After running away from the death of your parents, you find yourself entering a strange city full of dancers, monsters and humans alike. You meet a skeleton while dancing in the middle of the forest late at night and over time start to develop strange feelings for him. Feelings that can make people do crazy things. While living in the city, you struggle with mean girlfriends, crazy adventures, confusing love, rivalries, a secret identity, competitions, and of course, dancing. You also struggle with two lives, the life of Y/N and the life of Myst. It's hard enough living one life, but when the other has fame and reputation, it's even harder to let go. But what happens when the person you love most finds out who you really are? ((COVER ART IS NOT MINE))

"I excel at drawing characters that are hotter than me." --Me Heya! I'm back with ANOTHER art book for you guys to enjoy! Same points apply: • First things first: NO REQUESTS (I've had this trouble in the past and it's made me pretty stressed out by it) • No NSFW (idk maybe) • You can use my art as long as you credit me (no art thiefs plz) • No hate either, but constructive criticism is welcome (like, give me some tips and stuff, not "your art sucks" and all that jazz) That's all I've got for now, so enjoy!