A strong hand quickly grabbed my arm and snatched me up, causing me to gasp trying to get my arm free. "Watch your fucking mouth when you're speaking to me Maliah," Rafe leaned down to whisper into my ear while tightening his grip on my arm. Maliah is feeling Rafe Cameron's wrath. (I promise when you guys reach chapter 6 the story gets better!)

Cassandra Clover has always existed in the quiet spaces between introversion and extroversion-soft-spoken, thoughtful, her rare beauty inherited from dark-skinned parents who raised her to lead with kindness. She's the friend everyone wants but few truly know, someone who overthinks every word yet still gives herself away too freely. She's learned to protect her vulnerabilities, building walls just high enough to feel safe. Then she meets Cardan Wilson. There's something about him that stops her cold. His eyes that he covers with a hood, which she never should have seen-deep and swirling, as if crafted with deliberate care-seem to hold secrets she desperately wants to uncover. He hides beneath hoods and silence, his voice a low, peculiar cadence that makes her want to confess things she's never told anyone. He's magnetic in his mystery, unsettling in his distance, and she can't look away. Cassie has never felt this pull before-this need to understand someone who seems determined to remain unknown. Cardan is a puzzle she didn't ask for but can't ignore, and the more she reaches for him, the more she realizes he might be reaching back. In a story about two people who see something in each other the world has overlooked, Cassie will learn that sometimes the most dangerous thing you can do is let someone in-and sometimes, it's the only way to truly live.

Harper lives a quiet life off the grid, dedicating her days to running a remote animal rescue sanctuary in the mountains. She has a gift for rehabilitating the most broken, aggressive strays. But during a violent winter storm, she finds something that isn't just a stray dog. It's a massive, terrifyingly large pitch-black wolf, bleeding out in the snow from silver bullet wounds. Against all logic and survival instincts, Harper drags the lethal beast into her cabin to save its life. What Harper doesn't know is that her "big grumpy dog" is actually Ryker, a ruthless and feared Supreme Alpha who was ambushed and betrayed by his own pack. Trapped in his wolf form while his body slowly heals, Ryker finds himself entirely at the mercy of this fragile, sunshine-filled human. He should leave. He should return to his territory to exact his bloody vengeance. But as Harper tenderly bandages his wounds, feeds him by the fire, and defends him from the winter cold, the lethal Alpha realizes the impossible: this ordinary human is his fated mate. When the traitors finally track Ryker's blood trail to the peaceful sanctuary, they think they are walking into an easy kill. They don't realize that the "stray" they are hunting is ready to burn the entire world to the ground to protect the girl who saved him.

"How comes you aren't shy right now? You sometimes stutter around me." I smiled a little. "I'm not new to sex. I had an ex remember?" He nodded slowly. "Are you kinky?" I licked my lips. "Why did you ask?" He gripped my legs and yanked me closer to him. "Because I want to taste you. Will you be okay with that?" I froze a little. As much as I was used to sex, I've never been eaten before. "My ex didn't..." I trailed off. He smirked before slipping off the couch and onto his knees. _____________________________________ Being sentence to two years in prison was one thing. Falling for a correctional officer was a totally different story. __ Two years behind bars was supposed to be her punishment. But when Jess starts falling for the correctional officer assigned to her block, she learns that some lines aren't just crossed-they're burned. What starts as stolen glances and hesitant conversations turns into something deeper, something dangerous. Every moment together risks his career and her freedom, but some connections can't be ignored. In a place built on rules and secrets, Jess must decide whether love is worth breaking the ones that could destroy them both.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ - Read at your own risk. Two contrasting worlds. One deadly secret. Ember Reynolds is a beacon of light-yet her every step is shadowed by the ghosts of a past she can't out run. Desperate to break free from a life she never chose, she feels the grip of something far darker closing in. Surrender isn't in her nature, but she wields a dangerous gift, the power to make anyone fall under her spell. Kaelin Ashford is a notorious assassin, born from blood and betrayal, a man who has embraced the abyss as home. Assigned to kill her, he should have been her executioner-instead, he became her obsession... and her fate. But what is it about Ember that pulls a devil to his knees? Light meets darkness. Predator meets temptation. And when the truth finally comes to light, it may destroy them both.

𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅. 𝑨 𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒗𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆. Malina was just a girl when Alexei korolev became a part of her life-a terrifying, magnetic presence with blood on his hands and secrets in his eyes. Years later, When they happened to live together... and suddenly, Alexei can't look away. She's off-limits. Untouchable. But every time she calls him "Old Man" in that sweet voice, every time she dares to defy him-he gets closer to breaking the rules he swore never to cross. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐳𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐚. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐡𝐤𝐚. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭. But claiming her means crossing a line that could destroy everything-family, loyalty... and his own soul. Because once he has her, he's never letting go. Even if it costs him everything. "𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂," he growled, his voice low and rough, the kind that ignited a fire deep in her core. She looked up at him, breath shaky, desire written all over her flushed face. "𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆... 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆, 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏." That was all he needed. No more rules. No more restraint. Just her-exactly the way she wanted. And he'd give her everything. Their chemistry is dangerous. Their connection, deadly. Because loving her means betrayal. And touching her means war. But monsters like him don't fall in love... do they? #81 blood #2 fiesty #2 dadsbestfriend #758 revenge #12 heavysmut #17 pakhan #642 russianmafia #218 strongfmc

First Book of the Ironclad Security series The Ironclad Security team is made up of ex navy seals. After going into the private sector together, they've been through thick and thin. The only thing they haven't witnessed yet is love. They don't even really believe in it. Until Doc sees her. The first of the team members to find what can truly bring a man of armor to his knees. Emerson has her own monsters in her past, monsters that are catching up to her. The paramedic has finally found a place in life where she has begun to heal from what has happened to her. When the monsters she barely survived the first time are back and after her with a new found rage, Doc does whatever he can to protect her as they navigate the budding feelings that him them fast and hard. The stakes are high, the instant connection is fierce, and danger is out there looking for her.

She feared him more than anything-until he became the only place she felt safe. After escaping years of abuse, Lina found a fragile kind of peace scrubbing floors in a mercenary's mansion. Quiet, invisible, and broken, she kept her head down and her voice lower. Especially around him. Killian. He kills for a living. He is a powerful, cold-blooded mercenary, a wealthy man who built his empire off blood, fear. He owns a powerful private military company that operates in the shadows, answering only to the highest bidders. He commands killers, closes deals, and never makes mistakes. Until her. A glance. A flinch. A wound she tried to hide. And suddenly, he was watching her closely. Quietly. Like she was a puzzle he didn't mean to touch... but couldn't stop obsessing over. Killian: "You blush like that again, and I swear I'll pin you against this wall just to see how deep it goes." He didn't know how to be soft. She didn't know how to be wanted. But in a house full of violence, he saw her. And he started to change. And soon, she was everywhere in his mind.

What happens when two people who exist in the gray spaces of control and chaos, find in each other the permission to feel without restraint? "I will feel this as deeply and express it as violently as I please." It's the philosophy that drives this entire story the idea that feeling deeply isn't weakness, that expressing it boldly isn't chaos, and that sometimes the most profound act of courage is letting someone witness you unravel. Welcome to their collision.

18+ This is an erotic romance! It is a standalone spinoff from the Distorted Windows Trilogy. Lexie Vanderbrooke is a shy, reserved, polite young woman who has a condition known as heterochromia. One vibrant emerald green eye, one steel blue eye. She has spent her entire life trying to avoid attention, always wanting to blend into the background. Marco Caporali AKA The Enforcer works for a well-known mafia family, the Moretti's. Marco is an enigma of a man, angry and tattoo riddled. He hardly speaks and despises physical contact. He carries a traumatic past with him everywhere that he goes. After a chance meeting with the unique woman when she was 17, he hasn't been able to forget her. When Lexie and her best friend's lives are threatened 5 years later, Marco has no choice but to go to extreme measures to keep her safe. Lexie and Marco will be forced to spend every minute together. Add in a quirky and vibrant best friend and a sexual deviant of a mob boss and these four are about to have an adventure filled with excitement and suspense. Excerpt: "What were you dreaming about?" His voice was rough and low, his fingers flexing slightly against my flat stomach. "Um... I was..." Oh shit. The dream flooded back in, warming my body all over as my thighs pressed tightly together. I could feel just how wet I was. "I wasn't dreaming." "Bullshit, 𝘚𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦. Did you know that you talk in your sleep?" His breath was hot on my neck, my body reacting instinctively as my back arched and my ass pushed tighter against his hard cock. He groaned in response, his body going stiff. His hand released my hip, wrapping his arm around my body and pulling me even tighter against him, his face pushing into the crook of my neck. "You also say pussy in the most seductive way." "Oh, god." My hands flew up to my face, covering it as it flushed hotter. "The way your body moved and the sounds you made..." I gasped when I felt his hot tongue slide over my sensitive skin.