Mercy Leigh Hollis knows how to be good. She's been good her whole life- Soft-spoken. Skirt-wearing. Heaven-fearing. Taught to keep her legs closed and her prayers louder than her thoughts. But one wrong moment puts a man with blood on his hands in her life-and suddenly, "good" doesn't feel like enough. He's older. Meaner. Doesn't flinch at sin. And he sees right through her lace and Sunday dresses. She wasn't supposed to want him. She wasn't supposed to like the way his voice sounded when it said her name. She wasn't supposed to open the door when the devil knocked- But here she is. Askin' to be taught. And he's more than willin' to ruin her the slow way. This isn't a redemption arc. It's a fall from grace with eye contact.

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"𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦?" "𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚?" 🂱 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘴. 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽. 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝗈𝗋 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨.

A Grumpy x Sunshine Book. It's 1980, and 19-year-old Rey Nima is happily living in Italy with her 39-year-old boyfriend, Ben Solo. She adores him, but doubt lingers in the back of her mind-what if he isn't as happy with her as she is with him? Determined to be the woman she thinks he wants, Rey changes herself. She paints her nails black, dyes her hair a darker shade, and molds herself into his perfect "black beauty." She'll do whatever it takes to keep him. What Rey doesn't realize is that Ben never wanted her to change. He loves her just as she is-his bright, sun-kissed girl. Silly Girl. Completed

𝑫𝑹𝑶𝑾𝑵𝑬𝑫 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬, Book 2 in 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 a dark enemies-to-lovers gang/mafia romance by 𝑲. 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲. 𝐑𝟐𝟐 The most seldom and most dangerous weapon in the world wanted yet no one knows where to search for it after it disappeared for years except two people... They would fear him just like they feared all of them. He was the strongest among them all, protecting them from the underground. His body, muscles, and smirk said it all he was called 𝐒𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐑 because of his instinct to protect. He wasn't a man you could betray and get away with, yet she did exactly that. But why would a woman betray the strongest Sinner, the man who knew what weapon to use against every living creature on earth? Why would the only woman he ever let close to him, his only partner betray him? Obviously, he had to wrong her too. She was a brilliant woman. A brain she only used for one thing. Weapons. Her passion, the only thing that brought her to him all those years back and made her what she was today. She was known as 𝐇𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐒. One of the most infamous weapon engineers in Europe. One night, one night of lust, fucks, and betrayer caused her to pick the wrong side of the underground. A side she didn't regret because he had to pay for what he had done and that was only possible when you shook the hand of the devil himself. What happens when both of them go for the same weapon but for different reasons? 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - Strong langue - Sexual content - Violence

"So... you don't tutor, huh?" • • • Fate has a funny way of being a bitch. Cassandra Berry thought she was done with a certain mathematical genius, after having just spent one whole summer in his alluring, pleasurable company. When time ran out and reality snapped back, however, all she was left with was a broken heart and a scholarship to a prestigious college. Now, months later, the last person Cassandra expected to walk into her college was the very same man she left behind last summer. The same man who swore on one solemn thing in his life; that he would never tutor. The same man now destined to be her new professor. As time progresses and schemes, secrets, and old friends and foes alike come out to play, it wasn't hard to predict that things other than numbers wouldn't add up. - Even to a mathematical genius. *This book is a sequel to The Mathematician and cannot be read as a stand-alone. But whatever, it's up to you, do what you want.

"Look at me when you lie." His voice didn't rise. It didn't have to. "If you're gonna insult my intelligence, at least have the decency to look me in the fucking eye." Evangeline Summers wasn't made for this world- where silence is a weapon, and submission isn't requested. It's taken. She didn't volunteer. Her father handed her over like a signed debt. And Kenji Tanaka collected. He doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't repeat himself. He speaks in commands disguised as questions- and touches like he's confirming damage he already caused. Eva was never taught how to survive men like him. Only how to be polite while they take. "Tell me what you're hiding." She stayed silent. He smiled. Just enough teeth. "Don't make me drag it out of your skin." Now, she has two options: Play the part. Or get eaten alive by it. Because Kenji isn't just the devil in the room. He built it. "You keep fighting the knots like you got somewhere better to be." He growled, breath hot against her skin. "Go ahead. Make me tighten them." And he's about to teach her: Pain isn't punishment. It's permission.