Everyone warns Avelia to stay away from the monster lurking behind bars. Matteo Silvani doesn't care about rules, feelings or the bodies he leaves behind. They whisper his name like a warning. Yet he makes her pulse race, her thoughts spin, and her heart betray every instinct. Her sister is trapped behind bars, framed for their mother's death, Avelia knows one wrong move could cost Celeste her life. She needs answers. Matteo doesn't give without taking. And what he wants is her. _ _ _ "That kiss? That was mercy. What comes next isn't."

Titan is the president of a biker club in Tennessee. After a rough childhood, he cares only about his club and his sister. Until a sexy nurse steps in to save his life one night, and now he wants things he never wanted before. Does he have room in his life for a strong willed woman? Ari is an ER/Trauma nurse. When a biker literally crashes into her life and turns it upside down will it be too much? Can she get used to the biker lifestyle?

Logan Romano took the NHL like a hurricane- dark and brooding. With his natural talent, brute force and sheer determination, he goes completely unchallenged both on and off the ice. He's notorious. Both for his success and his stormy personality. With a scorned, broken, heart and battered ego; Logan swore to never fall in love again. And he was a master at keeping his promises. Until he met November Levine. While Logan is a lightning strike and gloomy grey skies, Nova is the beaming sun and blossoming flowers. She's the closest sunshine gets to being a person, acting as a bright ray of joy and optimism. When the polar opposites strike a deal and Nova moves in to Logan's home, tensions run high and feuds quickly begin. But above all else, Logan is forced to revoke his promise to himself. Because once he's stepped into the light, it's almost impossible to plummet back into darkness. ✩✩✩ "Nova." I whisper, my voice low and hoarse against her neck. "Stop it." "Stop what." She whimpers back innocently as her thighs tighten around my hips. My teeth nip at the skin on her jaw in warning. "Either stop teasing or put me out of my fucking misery." November pulls her head back from mine, resting it against the wall, and bats her lashes up at me. "Say please."

{COMPLETE} Bayside University Book 1 After one night of heartbreak, Loni Davis is over it-love, dating, and especially men. Losing her virginity and getting dumped in the same breath was enough to kill any lingering hope she had for romance. But she refuses to let that disaster be the only chapter in her sex life. Her solution? Take control. Hook up on her terms, with whoever she wants, whenever she wants. If guys can have no-strings flings, why can't she? Jace used to be Bayside University's biggest player-until his reputation finally caught up with him. Now benched from the baseball team and forced to coach girls' volleyball as punishment, he crosses paths with Loni: tough, guarded, and utterly uninterested. Naturally, he's intrigued. But when he learns about her new no-strings philosophy, he makes her an offer-skip the random guys, and keep things simple... with him. Just sex. No emotions. No messy feelings. A no strings attached fling may sound like the perfect plan. Just as long as no one falls in love.

When a fire takes everything from Mia, her parents, her home, and the life she once knew, she is adopted by her mother's best friend, Jules Kingsley. Moving into the Kingsley mansion should be a fresh start, but her new brother, Damon, has other plans. Damon is ruthless, possessive, and impossible to avoid. He's made it his mission to remind Mia that she doesn't belong, and their hatred for each other burns brighter with every interaction. But living under the same roof means there is no escape, no distance, no way to keep the lines from blurring. He wants control. He wants her submission. He wants her, no matter how wrong it is. And the more Mia resists, the more his obsession grows, twisting every fight into something darker, every stolen glance into a game neither of them can win.

Julia Marcelli thought she'd won the dream. A husband who adored her, a family who lit up her world, and a home on the Miami coast that felt untouchable. But perfection has a way of splintering. Ethan Marcelli is a man who carries secrets as easily as he carries a case file, and when temptation slips into his world, Julia begins to sense cracks in their marriage she can't explain away. Love. Betrayal. Obsession. Control. In a life built on power and secrets, forever always comes with a price. (ETA The Silent Hour is now an omnibus edition, both books in a duet combined into one. This accounts for the higher chapter count. The story contains intense dark and graphic romance themes, crime-world elements, and later explicit steam. Please review the trigger warnings.)

Iris Mercer was never meant to be loved. Not in that marriage. Not by a man like Elliot Graves. It was supposed to be an arrangement. It became a year of shared silence that was never empty, of touches that were careful not to want too much, and a love that grew anyway, stubborn and deep. Then Elliot forgot her. The accident took the year that belonged to her. It left Elliot with memories of another woman, a different love, a life before Iris. He remembers nothing of the marriage that changed him. Iris remembers it all. She watches her husband move through their home in a body that knows her but a mind that does not. She hears Elliot's voice form another man's words. She grieves for a love that existed only in a single, stolen year, because some kinds of love are not repeated. They are built once, and lost forever. This story contains dark themes, emotional trauma, and explicit intimacy. Intended for mature readers.

"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

Alessia had rules. She didn't do drama, didn't take nonsense from any man. Until him. For Cassian, she broke every one. A cliché, impossible mother in law? She handled it. Missed dinners because of work? She served herself double and waited anyway. Too tired to spend time together? She embraced the quiet hours alone. She forgot her limits, abandoned her rules. All for him. Until her. The one rule she couldn't break, the limit she couldn't cross. She saw him with her. Broken, she left and whispered a wish she never thought would come true: that she had never met him. The wish was granted. Alessia woke up and didn't remember him. But now Cassian is the one waiting. Running against time to be near her. Chasing every moment, following every rule, just so she might remember him again. And if she can't... Can he remember it all for both of them? © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.