Dark Romance! "Forgive me, father. For I'm going to abduct this little sinner." The holy father watched stunned as the tall guy yanked the girl out of the confession box and stomped out of there. ~~~ Innessa Laskin is a good girl by all means. She's kind, innocent, and goes to church. Love her parents and sister. She studies hard and aims to be a successful psychologist one day. She is a simple and ordinary girl from a small town who got a scholarship to the top Grand Elite academy. Issac Knight is a mysterious man. The handsome man with cognac brown eyes would soon turn her life upside down. He's mean. Wicked. A deadly underground boxer. What will happen when he accidentally helps her one night? The guy she thought was nice turned out to be far more dangerous. Issac never does anything for free. He'll exploit her, corrupt her in ways she could never imagine. He always does what he wants. Issac isn't the knight she thought he was. He's the sinner her mom used to warn her about. The naive Innessa would be shoved into the world of sinful pleasures.

"I don't play games with rules, Wildcat. I break them. I'll make you scream my name until your throat is raw, and I'll make sure every man who's ever looked at you knows that you are the prize they'll never get to touch. You want to run? Run. You want to fight? Fight. But every time you push me, I'm just going to push back harder until you're begging me to take control. I don't give a fuck about the laws of this university or the rules of your pathetic little life. You're mine, and I'm going to ruin you until you can't remember what it's like to belong to anyone else." - Lucius Whitcroft ____ To the Elite of Ardencrest, Lucius Whitcroft is the Rogue Prince. He is a chaotic, volatile anarchist who treats lives like poker chips and rules like suggestions. He is the master of the underground, and his reputation for violence is only surpassed by his appetite for destruction. To Skye, he is just an arrogant, wealthy prick who needs to be taken down a peg. She is an untouchable scholarship student who learned how to survive by being invisible and refusing to let anyone tie her down. She has absolutely no idea she just challenged a man who is addicted to the thrill of breaking things. Lucius is a monster raised on adrenaline. Fascinated by her cold, blunt rebellion, he hunts her through the dark-not to trap her, but to be devoured by her. He uses his chaotic, crude games to try and force a reaction, expecting her to crumble under his obsession. But Skye does not break. She is the livewire to his explosion. And she is quietly holding a ledger that could see his entire blood-soaked family empire hanged. He isn't ruining her life. She is the only thing keeping him from tearing his own soul apart. And he will burn every bridge, break every bone, and paint every street red just to stay at her feet. __ "The Rogue Prince | 18+" is the fifth book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series.

We all cross lines at some point in our lives. Some small, some big. Some once, others over and over again. Some lead to ruin. Others to something dangerously close to bliss. I crossed some lines. Two weeks. That's all it took. For me to cross lines there would be no coming back from. Lines that changed me, unraveled me, awakened parts of me I thought were long buried, and ones I never knew existed at all. Two weeks. Two men. Endless lines. Will they blur into something blissful or destroy everything I've known? --- When Ava arrived at the cabin with her boyfriend for two weeks of wedding chaos, she expected nerves, a little anxiety, and time to reconnect with the man she thought she wanted. What she didn't expect was them. His older brother. The brother's best friend. Two men- one all control, the other pure chaos- who would blur every boundary, unravel every certainty, and draw out a version of her she's never been brave enough to become. Because some lines, once crossed, don't just change you. They remake you entirely. 18+

Why Choose When You Have Three Already Coming in a Set? Starr Sloane has spent six years being relentlessly fine. After a car crash stole her entire family at eighteen, she learned to smile through grief, pour coffee with steady hands, and keep the hollow place in her chest hidden behind freckles and optimism. Her mother named her Starr because she was supposed to shine bright-even in the dark. So she did. Until she didn't. One drunken night, one bad decision, and one sidewalk later, she wakes up in the backseat of a stranger's car. The stranger has a scar that runs like silver lightning down his face, tattoos of black roses climbing his neck, and eyes that look at her like she's already something he's decided to keep. His name is Blaine. He doesn't come alone. Emerson-wicked smile, pierced, dangerous charm. Preston-quiet storm, sharp words, sharper hands. Three men. One unbreakable set. They say she's theirs now. They say they've been waiting for someone exactly like her to fall into the middle of their closed circle. Starr doesn't know how to belong to anyone-let alone three dangerous, obsessive men who live in shadows and deal in blood. She doesn't know how to let herself be wanted without waiting for the moment it all disappears. But they're patient. They're relentless. And when rival hands finally reach for her-when they bruise her, film her, try to break her-they show exactly what happens when you touch what belongs to them. Through trauma, through tears, through slow mornings and desperate nights, Starr learns something she thought she'd forgotten: She doesn't have to shine alone anymore. She can be held. She can be loved. She can be whole. Even if her light flickers. Even if the dark tries to take her again. Because this time, three men have decided the entire city can burn before they let her fall. Why choose... when the set already chose you?

One Woman. Four incredibly obsessed men. What could possibly go wrong?

When Aurelia Coty moves across the country to go to college, the anxiety-ridden girl doesn't know how she's going to survive not knowing anyone. Little does she know; three men will burst into her life before she knows how to make sense of it. As she struggles through trying to understand what is right and wrong, she just might make Oscar Wilde proud of her along the way. "With freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be perfectly happy?" - Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

One girl, three professors, one relationship. Join Annabelle on her journey as she starts university.

When 22 year old Aurora Winston has to transfer to a new university in the middle of the year, she finds it daunting to adjust to the new environment. To make matters worse, she finds herself becoming increasingly attracted to her hot, 30 year old professor, Bryson Keith, who might just be drawn to her the same way, like a moth to a flame. #7 in ROMANCE #1 in professorxstudent #1 in universityromance #1 in university #1 in grumpy #1 in business #4 in sizzling #14 in slowburn #36 in love

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN