I wanted a baby. I really, wanted to have a baby... It wasn't an option of wanted one right now, given my super-hot boyfriend already knocked me up... I was going to have a baby. I just had to tell him... Need to tell him. Enter the problem. My stepdaughter. I loved her. She hated me. Absolutely normal. She was daddy's little angel and could do no wrong in his eyes. She didn't want a sibling... Like she had a say in it. Back to my super-hot builder boyfriend, more correctly, my super fine baby daddy. I had to drop the B-BOMB. Shouldn't be too hard, right? Ugh, maybe... We weren't not trying to get pregnant, but we weren't trying either. We were just having a lot of sex. Great. Mind-blowing sex! Legs shaking... kind of sex! I thought he'd be happy about it.. I thought she'd get over it.. I thought maybe after nearly eight years together, he'd put a damn ring on it. You see my point? Tantrums. Fighting. Tears. One hell of a night later, and no one seem to have seen my point.

They call my husband the embodiment of cruelty. Demetri Ferraro was forged for control, vengeance, and bloodshed without conscience. Strangers murmur cautions about what he might do, forgetting I sleep inches from him nightly. If only they could witness what I have. There's a terrifying authenticity to our marriage. With me, he's attentive to the point of reverence. I wear his fingerprints like brands. His vigilance wraps around me, reflexive as breathing. I trusted him completely because betrayal seemed impossible. That was my undoing The merger of our families cost me things I didn't know I was losing. I salvaged only the skating rink-solitary hours on pristine ice before dawn or after midnight. The architecture of my future was more elaborate than I comprehended. The truth doesn't announce itself with confession. It arrives without remorse, manifesting as inevitability, as though questioning his constructed reality was never an option. I don't doubt that my husband loves me. For the true terror of Demetri Ferraro isn't found in shadows or violence. It's in how he determined I belonged to him, by systematically eliminating any alternative path.

Lynn and Gabriel were supposed to be forever. Their love felt like something straight out of a fairytale-deep, real, the kind you think will last no matter what. They had it all: the late-night talks, the inside jokes, the plans for the future. And when Lynn got pregnant, it felt like the final piece of their perfect story. But some stories don't get happy endings. The day their son was born should've been the best day of their lives. Instead, it was the day everything changed. While Lynn was in the hospital, bringing their baby into the world, Gabriel was somewhere else-with someone else. She didn't find out right away, but when she did, it was like the world stopped turning. The person she trusted more than anything had destroyed everything in a single moment. Now, she's left picking up the pieces, trying to be strong for their son while Gabriel drowns in guilt. He says he's sorry. He says he still loves her. But love isn't enough-not anymore. As time passes and their lives pull them in different directions, one question remains: Can you ever really forgive someone who broke you? Or is some love meant to fade, like the stars burning out in the sky? A heartbreaking story about love, betrayal, and the painful truth that not all love stories were meant to last.

Mia and Kade met in college. What started as something unexpected turned into everything. The kind of connection people don't believe in until it's already swallowed them whole. They got married. Young, fast, fully. Two years in, their life looked like a dream-intense, passionate, untouchable. They weren't just in love; they were each other's entire world. Until one night destroyed it all. One photo. Doctored, planted, and completely false-landed in Kade's hands. Without asking a single question or giving Mia a chance to speak, he made a decision that would change everything. Convinced she had betrayed him, he threw her out of their home without explanation. But Mia never betrayed him. The evidence was a lie. The truth was something Kade never gave her the chance to say. And by the time he learns what really happened, it may be too late to fix what he destroyed. Because trust is easy to break. And not everything broken can be rebuilt.

Kayleen thought love would protect her. Instead, it shattered her. After uncovering the ultimate betrayal-the man she loved secretly building a family behind her back-Kayleen is left broken in a hospital bed, torn between the ruins of her past and the terrifying promise of a future without him. Healing isn't simple... not when love, lies, and lingering scars are tangled so tightly around her heart. Just when she believes her world has ended, an unexpected figure from her past steps in-her uncle. A man she hasn't seen in over ten years suddenly becomes her lifeline, pulling her out of the darkness she thought she'd never escape. With his help, Kayleen begins to piece herself back together, slowly rediscovering the woman she once was... and the strength she thought she'd lost. But her uncle's return isn't without a price. One day, he comes to her-not to offer help, but to ask for it. His request? That Kayleen help a man she's never met. A stranger who has just awoken from a coma. A man deeply important to him... and someone who, like her, has been betrayed by the one he loved. Two broken hearts. One unexpected arrangement. And a chance to turn their pain into something new.

She didn't know that her father was cruel enough to sell her out to the most fearful man in all of England. Let all alone force her to marry the man who could kill anyone without a blink of an eye or a single regret because his heart was ice-cold since (at a young age) the woman he loved broke his heart for another man's money. Many years later, Valentino was the richest and not to mention the most dangerous man in England. If the rumours don't scare you enough, his torso and arms covered in tattoos would tell you. Or maybe the two guns he carries around wherever he goes no matter the circumstances. And if 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 doesn't convince you, how about the fact that he married a woman for the sake of his company, and then got her pregnant (which by the way he was never there for her while she was pregnant until the day his child was born). The birth of his child was an awakening to life. The day his baby was born he felt love and warmth in his once stone heart. He realized - while holding his child - that he must protect it at all cost. Even if that means defeating all his enemies one by one. But in doing so, he needs to keep his wife closest to him, so she doesn't get hurt. After all, she is the mother of the thing he loves the most. ⚑ mature content ⚑ strong language

To the world, Emma Leclair is a tragic beauty struck down by a mystery illness. To her husband, she is a target. Convinced that Emma murdered his mother, billionaire Julian Thorne enacts a cruel punishment: he will not kill her quickly, but dim her light until she is trapped inside her own body. A prisoner in plain sight. A porcelain doll. But when the secrets of that fatal night begin to unravel, Julian realizes he has been played. The childhood friend Emma treated like a sister has been pulling the strings all along. Can Julian reverse the damage he's done, or is a broken doll impossible to put back together?

Book 9 of The Dark Knights series. Sheila - I love my Tiny, with all my heart...but his family?....I think they hate me as much as I hate them. I thought I'd seen the last of them, when Tiny said we didn't need to visit anymore. So when his whole family invades Abbot's Cove, Tiny's childhood best friend Molly, tagging along for the ride....you just know there's going to be trouble.. But it's when boundaries are already shifting, and tempers are already beginning to flare, that Molly drops her shocking revelations, about her past with Tiny. I don't know if I have it in me to forgive him....and when our oldest child is pulled into the mix, I don't think I want to see his face...ever again...

Iris Mercer was never meant to be loved. Not in that marriage. Not by a man like Elliot Graves. It was supposed to be an arrangement. It became a year of shared silence that was never empty, of touches that were careful not to want too much, and a love that grew anyway, stubborn and deep. Then Elliot forgot her. The accident took the year that belonged to her. It left Elliot with memories of another woman, a different life. A life before Iris. He remembers nothing of the marriage that changed him. Iris remembers it all. She watches her husband move through their home in a body that knows her but a mind that does not. She hears Elliot's voice form another man's words. She grieves for a love that existed only in a single, stolen year, because some kinds of love are not repeated. They are built once, and lost forever. This story contains explicit intimacy, strong language, emotional trauma, and themes of memory loss, manipulation, and familial abuse. Intended for mature readers only.