Elara Jones finds solace in silence and sugar. A shy, curvy baker with a softly spoken heart, her world is small and predictable: a quiet office job and a fledgling home bakery where she pours her soul into every treat. She is innocence embodied, and she's content with her simple, invisible life. Kaelan Vance is a king in a world of shadows. A mafia tycoon with a empire of legitimate companies and illegitimate dealings, he commands with a look and takes what he wants. He is a man forged in ruthlessness, his heart untouched... until a glimpse of Elara shatters his control. He isn't just drawn to her beauty; he's captivated by her quiet strength, the peace she radiates, the innocence that stands in stark contrast to his own stained soul. What begins as a fascination quickly spirals into a dark, all-consuming obsession. He must possess her, not just her body, but her heart, her smiles, her very soul. For Elara, Kaelan is a storm she never saw coming. His attention is terrifying yet intoxicating, a whirlwind of danger and desire. He showers her with a devotion that feels like love but looks like madness. He will burn the world to keep her safe and break anyone who dares to look her way. This is a story of two hearts colliding: one learning to love, the other learning to let go. One is a quiet melody, the other a destructive symphony. Can a love built on obsession ever become a sanctuary, or is it just the most beautiful prison of all?

All I want for Christmas...

After getting in trouble for the millionth time, Landon's mother makes the decision to ship him off to Montana to stay with his father for the summer. The thought of spending those long, sweltering days in the middle of nowhere, far from the comforts of city life-complete with relentless heat, annoying bugs, and the occasional wild animal-was far from what Landon had envisioned for his summer break. But as fate would have it, he wasn't prepared for what lay ahead, especially not for meeting Clementine. As Landon steps out of the dinner, he notices a group of boys. And one of them hops off the truck's hood, his mischievous smile lighting up a face. "Looky here, we got us a city boy," he mocks, sizing Landon up with a scrutinizing gaze. Landon feels the defiance sparking within him. "A city boy that can whoop your ass," he retorts, his voice stead. He squares his shoulders. "Guys, leave him alone," a voice cuts through the tension as a dark-skinned beauty jumps out of the truck, her presence commanding the group's attention. Landon's gaze drifts toward her, and he can't help but take her in fully from her slicked-back curly hair to her dusty boots that tell stories of their own. There's a fierce spark in her eyes, as if she can see right through him-confronting any lingering uncertainty he has about being here. He watches her engage with the boys, still keeping an eye on the one that spoke. Suddenly, the summer landscape doesn't feel so indifferent, and the oppressive heat seems a little less daunting. Maybe this summer won't be so bad after all.

Sometimes people aren't meant to be in our lives forever. So while we have then, we must make the most of it and not hold back what we're feeling. Before it's too late.

Zoila inherited her autism from her mothe-and a longing for the gentle, steady love her parents share. But loud crowds, sudden noises, and unpredictable days make the world feel overwhelming. Then she meets Ezra, a quiet, patient boy who understands her in ways no one else ever has.