elaine evans is twenty years old, a once-in-a-generation voice, and the newest name etched into grammy history. macklin celebrini is hockey's golden boy, built from discipline, pressure, and the kind of focus that never cracks on the ice. they come from worlds that aren't supposed to overlap-until one night in los angeles, surrounded by flashing cameras, expensive champagne, and people who only know how to be famous, they find each other in the quiet spaces between it all. she doesn't want to be another headline. he doesn't know how to want something that isn't hockey. and neither of them expects a connection that feels like music-soft at first, then impossible to ignore.

(Book 1 of the Mafia standalone series) "Do you need anything?" I ask, turning to Jeremy even though my voice trembles. Jeremy throws his head back against the cushions and smiles. "Keep speaking," he says, eyes half-lidded but glowing. I blink. "What do you want me to say?" "I'm so happy I was shot" he murmurs, grinning up at the ceiling like a lunatic. My mouth drops open. "If I'd known hearing that gorgeous voice would require a few bullets" he adds, "I would've taken them sooner. Happily." Heat crawls up my neck. "Keep talking, or I'll pass out" he threatens lightly, waving a limp hand in my direction. I roll my eyes, but I can't help smiling. "Jeremy Romano, don't pass out on me." His eyes fly open as if someone electrocuted him. "Say that again" he says, suddenly wide awake. "Don't pass out on me?" I repeat cautiously. "No" he breathes. "The two words before that." I frown. "Jeremy Romano?" His reaction is immediate, his smile brightens until it practically lights the whole room. "Say it again" he whispers. "Jeremy Romano." He lets out a dreamy groan. "I'll die a happy man." I slap his arm. Harder than I should've. He winces and I instantly panic. "I'm so sorry!" "Kiss it. I'll feel better," he says, smirking.

Athena Marchetti has survived the silence, the secrets, and the steel walls of her family's legacy. Now seventeen, she's stepping into a world that's both familiar and new - a prestigious private academy where the weight of her name follows her like a shadow. By her side are Lulu and Jules, her fierce and loyal best friends, sisters in all but blood. Together, they navigate the highs and lows of teenage life, carving out space for laughter, dreams, and unbreakable bonds. But when Matteo Ricci, the brooding and notorious heir of a rival family, crosses her path, Athena's carefully guarded world begins to shift. Surrounded by her fiercely protective brothers and caught between loyalty and desire, Athena must learn what it means to stand tall, trust in love, and bloom in the harshest steel. Book 2

"P-please. I'll be good. Please don't hurt me." I begged him, wrapping my arms around myself, as though that would keep me from completely falling apart. "I'm not going to hurt you princess." He told me comfortingly. His hand raised to my face and his fingers ghosted over the cut from uncle's ring. "I'm not going to let anyone hurt you ever again. My name is Lorenzo Conti. Will you tell me your name?" Nora Phillips didn't think she would ever escape her uncle's grasp. Little did she know knights in shining armor could come in the form of mafia bosses. As soon as Lorenzo saw her, he knew he had to save her, but can he protect her from everything? Can he be her protettore? Rated M for language and violence. REVISIONS AND EPILOGUE HAVE BEEN POSTED!

Nine-year-old Addison has known only darkness - locked away in a basement, her world has been one of silence, fear, and isolation. But when Addison moves in with the Harrington brothers - the family she never knew she had - she faces the daunting task of learning to trust, speak, and heal. Surrounded by love but haunted by her past, will Addison find the light she's been searching for - or will the shadows of her trauma keep her trapped?

"I'm Viola! I don't know if i told you that already." "Lola." "Viola." I correct. "Lola." ~~ Viola is a bubbly girl who just wants friends and people to love. When her friend asks to be her boss's assistant for the day she agrees and little does she know, the man by the desk will be her first love. Grey is a quiet man who focus on business, money and work until a little blonde haired blubbery girl enters his office. ❤️❤️ enjoy mama

Eight-year-old Athena Dimitriou has never known safety. Raised by a mother who loved her but resented her, and a man who hid his violence behind closed doors, she learned early how to stay small, quiet, and invisible. Until the night everything shattered. When her mother is found dead and her stepfather vanishes, DNA results reveal an impossible truth-Athena is the illegitimate daughter of one of America's most powerful Mafia dons. Whisked away to New York, she finds herself in a palace of cold steel and burning loyalty, under the protection of five ruthless brothers who rule a criminal empire. She was born in silence. They raise her in steel. But beneath the violence lies something unexpected-soft hands, warm arms, a family that will kill for her, die for her... and teach her, at last, how to live. Book 1

Fourteen-year-old Serafina Rose Lombardi never knew she had brothers - let alone six of them. After the sudden death of her guardian, Luciana, Serafina is uprooted from everything she's ever known and brought to a sprawling, terrifying estate in northern Italy. Her new life is ruled by cold, unreadable men who terrify everyone but speak to her in quiet, unfamiliar tenderness. As Serafina tries to adjust to governesses, towering gothic halls, and brothers who seem more like shadows than people, she begins to suspect that the past she was told isn't the full truth. Why was she hidden from them all her life? Why does no one speak of her parents? And why does every hallway seem to whisper secrets? Each brother wears a mask. But Serafina isn't just a little sister. She's a Lombardi. And she's going to find out the truth - even if it unravels everything they've tried to protect her from.

PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "The softest place to fall" "Who did this to you?" The question hangs in the air between us. I can't look at him. I stare at my hands instead. "Ella." His voice breaks on my name. "Please. Talk to me." "I- " The word comes out as barely a whisper. "I can't." "You can. Whatever it is, you can tell me. I'm not going anywhere."