𝑵𝒂𝒐𝒎𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔-𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅. "𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆," 𝑵𝒂𝒐𝒎𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅. 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒔'𝒔 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓. "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅, 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂."

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙾𝚉𝙾𝚅𝙰; Book series 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐈 (𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕠𝕟𝕖) · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · She was only twelve when she fell for him. He never noticed. Years passed. She grew up. He remained completely unaware... Until the little girl next door became the only woman he couldn't stop thinking about.

Nathaniel Vaughn 24 He was never a man ruled by feeling. He's spent his life in control. Until her. Now, he's losing it to the one thing he can't have... and can't let go. Now every breath feels borrowed when she's not near. Selene Sinclair 19 She's always been the kind of woman who lets life happen to her. Not weak-never that. Just easygoing. The type who smiles, shrugs, and says "we'll see" It's meant she never had to choose, never risking too much. But lately, the current has changed. Because of him. And she hates that. For the first time, she can't just go with the flow. For the first time, her heart is asking something of her.

When a bubbly track star meets a grumpy Dutch baller... A college sports romance between two polar opposites.

𓅩 𓅩 𓅩 𓅩 𓅩 𓅩 Matteo Marchetti feels like he has something to prove being the new leader of the Italian Mafia, he tries his best to leave his past behind and show everyone that he's stronger than they think. Valentina King has never known anything other than being alone. She spends her time finding different ways to scrape by, like stealing from a certain mafia. At first glance the pair are total opposites, there's no way that they could be remotely involved in each others lives but the more time they spend around each other, the more they uncover and soon enough they start to realise that their lives might be more intwined than they think. #1 in stealing (15/12/21)- (7/01/22) #1 in orphan (20/1/22) #1 in kidnap #3 in opposites attract

If someone offers to pay off your student loans in exchange for signing a non-disclosure agreement and moving into the middle of nowhere, you should probably ask more questions. I didn't. I was a broke grad student desperate for a lifeline, and the contract offered by the elusive billionaire was too good to pass up. My job was simple: live in a sprawling, heavily fortified glass mansion in the mountains, teach his eight-year-old daughter French and mathematics, and never, ever go into the West Wing of the house. I thought my new boss was just an eccentric, reclusive tech genius. He is devastatingly handsome, entirely silent, and moves through the mansion like a predatory ghost. He watches me with cold, pale eyes that make my pulse race for all the wrong reasons, but he is a devoted father, and the paychecks clear every week. I thought I was safe in his snowbound sanctuary. Until the night I accidentally wake up, walk into the wrong room, and see my quiet, eccentric boss standing over a man bleeding out on a plastic tarp, holding a suppressed pistol with the casual grace of a reaper. He isn't a tech genius. He is the head of the most ruthless Russo-American syndicate on the continent, and I have just seen exactly what he does in the dark. I know too much. I am a liability. I should be dead. But as the Don of the syndicate wipes the blood from his hands and locks the heavy steel doors of the mansion, trapping me inside with him, I realize that dying might have been the easier option. Because he doesn't want to silence me. He wants to keep me.

W H I T E O U T ❅ The contract was simple: Two weeks. Two hundred grand. Don't fall in love. For 𝑱𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆, it's a desperate bid to survive her debt. For 𝑯𝒂𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓, the cold heir to a billion-dollar empire, it's just business. Play the adoring girlfriend for his family's winter retreat, take the money, and leave. Then a blizzard hits. Stranded entirely alone in a remote mountain estate, the icy boundaries between them melt into a bruising, suffocating heat. But when the snow clears and the contract expires, Joelle quickly learns a terrifying truth: Hadrian Sinclair doesn't let go of what's his. The phone lines are cut. The snowplow is sabotaged. The doors are locked. The blizzard is over, but Joelle's nightmare is just beginning. Because the only thing more dangerous than a man with a frozen heart, is the monster that wakes up when it thaws. ❅ "The contract has expired, Hadrian. The roads are clear. Let me go." His pale eyes dropped to my lips, his thumb tracing the pulse racing at my throat. "What roads, Joelle? It's still snowing. We're snowed in. We'll be snowed in forever."

Ameerah and Ambrose have known eachother for years. Yet a culinary assignment is what brought them together. As drama unfolds between them and their friends, watch as their feeling grow even more. ----- "Thank you.. thank you for defending me" "Anytime." "Lola needs a slap.. with a truck." "You're right." "But didn't you date her tho." "I never dated her." **this book was written when i was 14 yall!! but its been completely rewritten**

Mia Brown believed she had her heart safely guarded, wrapped tight under layers of resilience. Life had taught her that trusting too deeply could lead to heartbreak, and dreams didn't always come true. She knew it was safer to rely on herself, to focus on her work and keep her emotions locked away. But a quiet longing stirred beneath her resolve, whispering dreams of a love so deep and true that it would feel like home. And then, there was Alex Walker. From the moment their paths crossed, something shifted in Mia-a warmth, a spark she couldn't ignore. Alex was magnetic yet grounded, a man of strength and subtle tenderness, with eyes that seemed to see into the guarded corners of her heart. He had a way of challenging her walls with every smile, every unspoken word, breaking down the defenses she'd built over time. Mia didn't believe in fairy tales, and yet, as she looked out into the future, there was a flicker of hope, fragile yet undeniable, that maybe she had found something real. Something she hadn't known she'd been searching for. But what if love was more than a feeling? What if it required trust, patience, and a vulnerability she had never allowed herself? Mia's journey would ask her to let go, to be open, to choose love even when it felt uncertain. And in the quiet moments, as she dared to hope, a single, fervent thought lingered in her mind: Could he be mine? ꧁༒☬ ʙᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ ☬༒꧂ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 • 𝟕 • 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐄𝐧

"Killian please.." I whimpered out as my bruised hands laid against the concrete. He inhaled with his cigarette in his mouth as he then took it between his index and middle finger, removing it from his mouth, "Bellissima..this thing,you would call a man, tried to hurt you. And you're begging for his mercy." The guy pleaded as he laid on the floor with a busted knee, howling with pain. I can see the entertainment in Killian's eyes as he pulled the silver pistol from his hip and shot the man through his skull. "vedi le cose che farei per te, Bellissima..."