Kylie left me days after I slid the ring onto her finger. A year later, her sister Mylie called and placed a baby named Addie in my arms. And just like that, I became a dad. My fiancée? Gone. No explanation. No goodbye. Just... gone. So I raised Addie with Mylie's help-learning parenthood in fragments of sleep and quiet panic-while I poured everything I had into my bar. It became my sanctuary. My second family. The only thing I could still control. Somewhere along the way, something between Mylie and me shifted. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just quietly. Like a door you forgot existed finally clicking open. It wasn't love at first sight. It was something more dangerous than that. It was comfort. It was safety. It was the kind of connection that made me want to keep showing up even when I didn't think I deserved it.

Blurb Born the second twin, Fae was always the shadow-the quiet teacher, the caretaker,,the one who stayed in the shadows and let her siblings shine . When her sister became Luna to a powerful Alpha, she recognised his widowed brother, Blaidd as her own. But he was a man still bound to the memory of his dead mate. For eight long years, she raised his children, kept his home, and did her best to make him see her. But when she discovers the rune carved into his flesh-a witch's mark ensuring she could never bear his child-the truth shatters the last illusion of love. In a public hearing before her Alpha, she asks for what no mated wolf ever has: the right to live her own life. Her courage ripples through the pack, exposing the cracks in every tradition meant to keep her bound. And as she steps beyond her mate's shadow toward a distant land and a craft that calls to her soul, she begins to awaken to the woman she was always meant to be - one carved not from obedience, but from fire, freedom, and forgotten dreams.

Aurora Hale knows how to make anything bloom. Roses. Nightshade. Even love. In the sun-washed city of Elysian Coast, she runs Thorn & Bloom-a café-floral atelier that deals in beauty with a bite. Her husband, Jeremiah, is chasing the kind of perfection that photographs well: seaside dinners, charity galas, and promises whispered through polished smiles. But the petals have started to fall. What once felt like devotion now feels like decay, soft, slow, and deliberate. Thier relationship is withering under the weight of its own rot. And in Elysian Coast, everything that grows beautiful must feed on something dying.

(completed) Some forevers don't end. They break you until nothing is left. Esther's forever did not shatter in an instant-it decayed. She watched cancer eat away at her husband until there was nothing left of the man she once loved. She held her child through endless nights of mourning, only to lose them too when grief proved heavier than life itself. Esther buried her world in two graves. After that, she moved through life like a shadow breathing out of habit, smiling out of obligation, existing without ever living. She told herself they were gone. She told herself forever was finished. But grief is merciless. It lies. And some husbands are never truly dead. Alaric's forever ended in fire and blood. His wife. His child. His soul. For ten years he hunted the men who stole them, drowning his hands in vengeance until the last body fell. But vengeance leaves only silence. It cannot fill an empty heart. It cannot bring back the dead. When Esther and Alaric's paths cross, it is not love. It is grief recognizing grief two souls carved open by loss, clinging to each other not out of hope, but because they have nothing else. Yet even in ruin, the past waits. And when it rises, Esther will face the cruelest truth: What she mourned was never gone. And what comes back is no longer hers.

They say a woman like me shouldn't love a man like him. I'm too loud. Too volatile. Too willing to burn everything down just to make a point. But Matthias Moretti didn't pick me for my sweetness. He picked me because I'm the only woman in this cursed city who can take his violence, match his obsession, and ride him like owning him is a birthright. He was supposed to be a holiday sin I'd laugh about later, a sweat-soaked distraction I used to bury my past. Then one savage little truth blew the floor out from under me and everything we built. Now he's tearing apart his own empire trying to drag me home, razing anything that stands between us. He shouldn't worry. I'm not hiding. I'm waiting.

Nora never wanted much. Just a steady home. Simple days. A life that held its shape. She didn't crave excitement or change. She only needed predictability. Her routines, her quiet, her small world. It was enough. She believed that if she kept everything perfectly still, the life she had built would hold. And for a long time, it did. But when the ground finally shifted under her feet, Nora didn't move with it. She froze in place, the way people do when they have no other direction to turn. Because where does a person go when they have nowhere to go? Warning: This story uses mature language and scenes. © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

Evelyn Hart believed in fairytales - until the day she was left at the altar. Once a bright, hopeful law student, Evelyn's world crumbled when Nathaniel Blackwell - a powerful business heir she was arranged to marry - walked out on their wedding without a word. The scandal destroyed her family's name, shattered her dreams, and left her to bear the brunt of public humiliation. In a society that blamed her for everything, Evelyn did the only thing she could: she rose from the ashes. Years later, she's one of the most feared and respected lawyers in the country - until one case breaks her resolve and she disappears from the courtroom without warning. But fate has a cruel sense of irony. When Nathaniel's own sister is devastated by a similar betrayal and takes her life, he is desperate for justice. No lawyer is willing to fight for a case everyone believes is already lost - except for the one woman he wronged the most. Evelyn. Silent. Unforgiving. Brilliant. As she reluctantly steps back into the courtroom, the past simmers between them. Nathaniel is haunted by guilt and drawn to the woman he abandoned. Evelyn speaks only when required, avoids the past, and focuses on justice - but her silence screams louder than words. What begins as a legal battle turns into an emotional reckoning. Regret. Redemption. And a slow-burn connection that neither of them expected. Because sometimes, the most powerful verdicts aren't spoken in court - they're written in the heart.

DARK ROMANCE ! Cheating, very twisted, obsessive ML, a lot of trauma... Lizzy's lips tilted up into a self deprecating smile. The divorce papers were filled, his part already darkened by his informations and his signature long dry on the paper. Her own was still fresh. Only twelve hours old. "How long has it been waiting ?" She dared to ask. There was a lot she wouldn't, but this, this she felt like she should know. How long had he been planning on divorcing her ? --- Elizabeth Clark loved her husband. She had found peace in their arranged marriage and as dysfunctional as it seemed, she had cherished her new home with all she had. Dante Giovanni had merely been biding his time, bearing through this hell of a marriage by counting down the seconds until he could get out of it. But when his wife sets him free, he finds out freedom has a bitter taste and that he might have passed by the love of his life. And Lizzy discovers she is more than just a man's daughter or wife, that she deserves more than what she had been given until then and is ready to fight for it.

"In a second, this overwhelming feeling he always had around her crashed through him and it felt like taking a deep breath for the first time in almost two decades. This was what he felt for her. This was the unhealthy obsession that had no ground nor reason but just existed from the moment he first laid eyes on her. His father had called it the Oswald curse, the way the men in the family only loved once and hard." -- June Dylan spent half of her life in prison for a crime she didn't commit. Seventeen years behind bars, a lifetime, her children's whole life. Determined to make up for all the time lost, she moves back to the town that had opened the gate to hell all those years ago. Thomas Oswald is cursed. Cursed to love that woman with every fiber of his being and seventeen years apart didn't change that fact. However she wants nothing to do with him now. Fortunately, they have two children together whom have her entire devotion.