When a scandal forces hockey star Amelia Bennett into a fake relationship with guarded photographer Harper Lane, neither expects the headlines, or the feelings, that follow. What starts as a PR stunt begins to spark into something real, threatening to expose more than just their hearts. *** She's the world's best hockey player. She's a heartbroken photographer with nowhere else to go. And they were never supposed to fall in love. At 24, Amelia Bennett is the most talented hockey player on the planet-chaotic, impulsive, and the last Bennett standing without a ring on her finger. After a very public scandal threatens her sponsorships and reputation, the team's PR crisis plan is simple: clean up her image fast. Step one? A fake relationship. Something that should be easy, right? Harper Lane has no interest in fame, or falling for another golden boy-or girl-with a spotlight stitched into their skin. After catching her long-term boyfriend cheating, she's sworn off chaos and charm. But when her best friend Audrey begs her to stay with Millie temporarily, Harper finds herself in the middle of a media storm-and somehow agreeing to pretend to be Millie Bennett's girlfriend. It's only for the cameras. Just long enough to fix Millie's image. Just enough to keep Harper's ex boyfriend off her back. But fake smiles turn into real moments. Cold shoulders warm under shared blankets. And the girl Harper was warned about-the reckless, beautiful mess, is nothing like the one who makes her tea when she's anxious and kisses her like she means it. In a house built on secrets, one accidental love story is about to make headlines.

𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 18+ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫. Misfortune has followed Vivienne since the moment she was born. Living quietly with her grandmother, she has long accepted that her future holds nothing bright. That belief is proven true the night she meets a strange man in the cemetery and offers him a beer, unaware of the fatal mistake she has made. The Grim Reaper turns his attention to Vivienne, his fascination twisting into something dangerous and inescapable. Caught in a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden feelings, Vivienne must make a choice that will change her life forever. But with the devil breathing down her neck, knowing what's right and what's wrong is no longer so clear. ♰ "𝐖-𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

This book may NOT be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author. Camille Rousseau is used to the pressure. As the daughter of a legendary figure skater, she's spent her entire life striving to be the best-pushing herself harder, faster, and farther. But when she's forced to share the ice with Aurora Bennett, Camille's world is turned upside down. Aurora doesn't just glide on the ice; she owns it. Confident, competitive, and effortlessly talented, Aurora is everything Camille hates-everything Camille fears she'll never be. The two are rivals, both driven by the weight of family expectations and their burning need to be the top athlete. But when fate and the rink force them into close quarters, the animosity between them begins to shift into something neither of them can control. Trapped together, their forced proximity ignites a firestorm of tension. Camille can't decide if she wants to throttle Aurora or kiss her. Aurora's confidence rattles Camille's composure, and every touch on the ice sends sparks flying. But as they push each other to new limits, they find that their rivalry is just the beginning of something much deeper, more complicated-and far more dangerous to their hearts.

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

They were never meant to be soft. After everything that happened-the blood, the betrayal, the quiet fractures no one else could see-Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair are left circling each other in the aftermath. Not together, not apart. Just... tethered. At Nevermore, nothing feels the same. Enid laughs a little louder, smiles a little wider, as if she can outrun what's already caught up to her. Wednesday watches from a distance, sharp-eyed and unraveling, haunted by the one moment she can't dissect: when everything between them stopped being a game. Possessiveness creeps in where logic should be. Jealousy coils tight in Wednesday's chest every time Enid touches someone else, looks at someone else, chooses someone else. And the worst part? She doesn't understand why. Because Wednesday doesn't do feelings. She doesn't ache. She doesn't want. So why does losing Enid-when she never even had her-feel like something is rotting beneath her skin? And how do you fix something that was never meant to be whole in the first place? In a story where love is sharp, messy, and dangerously unspoken, Deadly Devotion isn't about falling-it's about what happens after.

"Gasoline. It was like gasoline. A scent that hits you hard after the first whiff,but as soon as it's gone you'd feel that strange desire to have another one. Almost intoxicating."

Scott McCall was more than a best friend to Stiles; he was his brother. So when he started feeling things he shouldn't be feeling toward Allison, he panicked. He was desperately falling in love with this girl, but she was Scott's, and he couldn't take that away from him. Even if Allison was starting to feel the same way. But everything will change in one fateful night. And now they have to prepare to fight. Everything changes and nothing can ever be the same. ~~~~~~~ Updates: Every Other to Every Saturday ~~~~~~~ Cover by @graphicshit and I love it my goodness❤️❤️

Hope Mikaelson and Josette Saltzman share a strong friendship, or is it more? Together the two fight every problem the universe throws at them, and they do anything for eachother. How does a relationship such as theirs play out? Is there a battle they won't survive? Read this book and find out. Smut Warning Swearing Warning GXG

Stiles thought he was the only one of his kind, a Tribrid. But then he meets a girl like him, but not totally. Hope Mikaelson is a werewolf, witch, and vampire. Stiles is an alpha coyote, nogitsune, and a siphoner. What will happen when the biggest freaks of the supernatural world find each other.

In the shadowed courts of Wallachia, where stone remembers every oath and silence carries the weight of blood, a love is born that will not consent to time. Elisabeta is a woman of quiet faith and unyielding grace, drawn into a marriage shaped by duty rather than desire. Vlad II Dracul is a ruler forged by war, discipline, and restraint-a man who has learned that love is a vulnerability the world punishes. What begins as formality slowly becomes recognition: a bond formed not in passion, but in stillness, patience, and the unspoken understanding of two souls who feel older than their names. As faith fractures, kingdoms harden, and loss arrives without mercy, their love is forced into silence. When death steals what the world never allowed them to fully claim, Vlad is left not with rage-but with endurance. Time moves forward. Empires fall. The world forgets. He does not. Bound to memory and condemned to survival, Vlad waits-not with certainty, but with devotion-for the soul he loved to find its way back to him. Beneath the same moon that once bore witness to their vows, love proves itself eternal-not through possession, but through recognition. Dark, intimate, and steeped in longing, Crimson Vows Beneath the Carpathian Moon is a gothic tale of devotion that aches, endures, and outlives the grave.