After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look

Avery's senior year is turned upside down when a kiss with her older brothers' best friend ignites a forbidden relationship tangled in danger, heartbreak, and family secrets that could destroy everything. *** "Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me. His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his. "You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the one to hold you and kiss you the one you go to whenever you're happy or fucking sad. But let it be me, let me fucking show you that it should be me." He glares, jaw tensing. ...... ©hessaherophinelove

​"For ten years, I called him a monster. I didn't know he was the only thing standing between me and the devils who created him." ​At eight years old, my world was painted in blood. A ruthless mafia don shattered my family over an unpaid debt, leaving me at the mercy of his cruel empire. I should have died that night. Instead, the don't stoic, eighteen-year-old son, FELIX VANCE, stepped out of the shadows. With cold calculation, he claimed me as his family's property-sentencing me to a life as a servant in his fortress. ​For a decade, I hated him. I watched him grow from a detached boy into a ruthless predator, eventually taking his father's blood-soaked throne. To me, he was the ultimate villain. The man who wore a mask of venom. Every bitter look, every sharp word I threw at him was meant to wound. ​Then, the old king died. ​I expected execution. Instead, the new Mafia Don handed me my freedom papers and told me to run. ​But ten years of pent-up rage cannot be erased with a signature. When I demanded answers, the mask finally shattered. In a single, explosive moment of raw fury and possessive hunger, the brutal truth was laid bare: Every cold word, every scars on his back, and every bargain he made with the devil was done solely to keep me breathing. ​Now, the lines between captor and savior are completely blurred. The hatred that fueled me for a decade has turned into a consuming, forbidden flame. But in his world, love is a liability, and a king's obsession comes with a deadly price. ​I thought escaping the cage was hard. Surviving his touch-and the empire aiming for my back-will be impossible