Nothing prepares you for heartbreak that lands only hours before your wedding. One moment you are celebrating the last hours of single life, smiling at a future you trust. The next, you are staring at proof that the man you love has betrayed you. He says he is sorry. He pleads. Yet the picture of love you held so tightly fractures in an instant. Sports agent Fiorella Barella has more than one truth to uncover, and with her closest friends beside her, she is ready to pull at every thread until the whole story unravels.

In rain-soaked Dublin, Aoife begins to unravel the life she thought was hers, discovering that love, identity, and belonging are not given - they are claimed. *** Aoife Brennan planned the perfect night to celebrate the life she thought they were building together. But when the clock strikes midnight, she discovers that some truths don't come crashing down - they unravel, quietly. Set in the rainy corners of Dublin, The Placeholder is a story of love mistaken for fate, and the quiet ache of being someone's almost.

Savannah Maddox knew exactly what she was getting into when she married the Vice President of the Iron Vultures MC. Blood, brotherhood, chaos - it didn't scare her. She was made for this life. What she didn't expect was the kind of betrayal that cuts deeper than a blade. With a newborn in her arms and trust shattered beyond recognition, Savannah makes the hardest choice: to walk away. But walking away from Jaxon "Grim" Maddox isn't hard - it's dangerous. He's never stopped claiming her. Never stopped watching. And when the enemies close in, the line between love and war turns razor-thin. In a word where loyalty is everything and love can destroy you, how do you survive when your hear is the battlefield? Content Warning: This story contains mature themes including strong language, explicit scenes, emotional triggers and adult content. Recommended for readers 18+

A raw, trauma-forward story of survival, found family, and the fire that comes after the fall. Remi Carter never meant to fall for a biker. She didn't plan to walk into a club war. She didn't expect to be hunted, silenced, or broken. But when the life she's built is torn apart, when violence leaves scars deeper than skin, Remi is left with nothing but rage, memory, and a will to survive. Set against the backdrop of a fractured motorcycle club, a tight-knit trauma clinic, and a ranch that offers refuge to the women the world forgot, No Redemption Road is not about being saved. It's about what comes after. After betrayal. After assault. After losing the life you thought was yours. This is a story of women who fight. Of found family. Of love that doesn't fix you, but chooses to stay when you're at your worst. It's the slow burn of healing. Of facing the monsters who stole everything. Of burning it all down, and still choosing to live. This is not a romance with a tragic twist. It's a trauma story with no promises. But at the end of the road... maybe there's still a way home. This is book one in the Redemption Road Series of interconnected stories following different characters surrounding NRR. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story includes themes of trauma, sexual violence, emotional abuse, and psychological manipulation. Remi's journey includes scenes of assault and survival. These events are portrayed with care, never glorified, and written to reflect the raw truth of what she endures.

"I ruined him. Now, he's here to ruin me." Thirteen years ago, Adora made an impossible choice. With a single lie, she sent the only man she ever loved to prison, believing she had no other way to save her sister. She knew the moment she told the lie, she would be a dead woman walking. She was right. Dominic is gone. In his place stands Ghost, a man hardened by betrayal, pain, and the years he spent barely surviving behind bars. The boy who once whispered her name with love now only speaks it with venom. And he's been waiting for this moment. He will break her. He will make her suffer. And by the time he realizes he was wrong, it's already too late. But Ghost is not a man to admit defeat. He will make her love him again, no matter what. |WARNING: This is a DARK ROMANCE. Graphic violence. Graphic sexual scenes.|

𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒, renowned CEO and entrepreneur. Ruthlessness was all she knew after her first love disappeared without a trace. Worst of it all was she was carrying his child, who turned out to be more of a blessing than a curse. Celeste worked her way around the single mother life and built an empire at the feet of her daughter. As time passed over, she never anticipated the return of her lover, the father of her daughter. Does he deserve a second chance? Will Celeste ever forgive him for leaving? 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐄𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐗𝐄𝐑

What do you do when the man you were in a relationship two years ago, randomly reappears in your life? Oh yeah. And you also had his baby, and are now caring for your mutual friend's kids when they died, but you didn't know they were mutual friends. Now he's back and claiming he's going to take care of them with you. And as things go, he wants you back. He also wants to beat up the deadbeat baby daddy. What's a girl to do? Forgive? Move on? Read Odette's story on wattpad to find out!

February I thought we had something real-me and Arlo. We moved fast, but it felt right. We laughed, raced motorcycles, shared silence like it was sacred. I believed him when he said he wasn't the romantic type. I believed I was enough. Then he crashed, and while he was healing, I found the letters. Not for me. For her-Lyra, the girl who broke his heart. And suddenly, everything shifted. Every kiss, every quiet moment, every almost-I-love-you.

October I loved him with everything I had. From the moment I was a teenager scribbling his name in my notebooks, to the nights I waited up for him with cold dinners and colder silences. He was my first everything-my husband, the father of my children, the quiet love of my life. I built our world with devotion, patience, and hope. But love isn't always enough, especially when you're competing with someone who seems to get the version of him you used to dream of. I told myself he'd remember me. That one day he'd see me again. But the truth is, he already looked away-months ago. And I let it happen. Until my children saw it too. Until I couldn't unsee it.