[COMPLETE] ❝Of all the races I've started, loving him is the one I never want to finish.❞ In this re-imagination of my most popular story, Arielle Hawthorne lives for the rush of illegal street racing--fast cars, high stakes, and zero attachments. Zayn Malik lives the same life, but with a swagger and ego that drives her crazy. He's cocky, reckless, and too damn charming for his own good. To Arielle, he's a distraction she doesn't need. To Zayn, she's unlike anyone he's ever met--fierce, untouchable, and irresistible. Their rivalry is electric. Their chemistry? Dangerous. Thrown together by circumstance--and a need to survive--Arielle and Zayn are forced to rely on each other as rival crews close in, and the police threaten to shut everything down. But the biggest threat might not be the streets. As their connection deepens into something raw and undeniable, others will do anything to keep them apart. Love was never part of the plan. But in a world where loyalty is rare and betrayal is around every corner, falling for each other might be the most reckless risk of all. { this is a standalone re-imagination of my other story, Supersonic. It's recommended you read that before this, but not necessary } WARNING: This story has scenes of violence, mature content, plenty! of descriptive sexual content, drug use/references, and foul language. Please read at your own discretion ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: there is mention of sexual assault within this story more than once Started: August 13th, 2016 Finished: July 1, 2022

He is the darkness that surrounds her, the malevolence that fuels her, the fire that melts her. There is no saving her now. dal·li·ance (n): a brief romantic or sexual relationship. Playlist for Dalliance: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3SyAqqcxeXOKnPnmnRKB4R?si=mDO48bmJRSGtcm6OUMctFw Pinterest Board for Dalliance: https://pin.it/6b8BSP1

❝Power is always dangerous. It attracts the worst and corrupts the best.❞ Who is the true villain in this story? Zayn Malik has always been the good guy, forever doing what he can to make sure that justice is not only served, but done so fairly. Which is why he went into law enforcement. However, one day he's assigned to his biggest case yet and he's plunged undercover into the world of the Brooks family and the criminal empire they lead. With his close friend and co-worker Adiv, he plans to destroy the mafia from the inside out, thereby putting an end to the corruption and terror it incites. Then he meets Raven, niece of the Don, and she changes everything -- his role within the organization, his feelings, his goals, his morals, and ultimately, who he is entirely. And like the waves of the ocean insidiously erode the shore, something of innocence becomes something else entirely. WARNING: This story has scenes of possibly intense violence, mature content, death, descriptive sexual content, drug use/references, and foul language. Please read at your own discretion ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: some violent scenes can be very intense

[COMPLETED] ❝Death is inevitable. It's a promise made to us at birth.❞ Arielle is a studious young woman striving to be a chef. Her life is full of going to class, reading textbooks, and hanging out with her friends, until she meets Zayn. Zayn's an illegal street racer, and he wants her, but he's dangerous. He comes tumbling into her life, and everything is suddenly strewn about. What happens when one of Arielle's friends falls for her? What happens when Zayn gets twisted up with the wrong people? It's a story about lust, lies, and a love that develops at supersonic speeds, but suffers dire consequences. ➳ In which he loves nothing more than cars and winning, until he meets her. * Hypersonic is not a prequel nor sequel to this book. It is a re-imagination of it. Either can be read in either order (although it's not necessary to read Supersonic to understand Hypersonic and vice versa). I'd recommend reading Supersonic before Hypersonic, just because of certain character appearances that will make more sense, but again, it's not necessary! WARNING: This story has scenes of violence, mature content, sexual content, drug use/references and foul language, so please read at your own discretion. ALSO: Thank you for offers, but I do NOT allow translations. I apologize, but it's for my own personal reasons. Please respect my choice ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: there is mention of rape and/or sexual assault in this story Started: January 30, 2014 Completed: October 29, 2016

Harry Styles, a secret service agent working for British intelligence is tasked with finding the killer after a series of brutal but calculated murders across Europe. His mind is sharp, he's smart, arrogant and works with a precision that leaves no room for error. Harry never misses a step, until the night he unknowingly hooks up with the assassin he's been ordered to catch. Winter is a master manipulator, a ruthless assassin with a chilling elegance and icy eyes that seem to pierce through the soul. She kills with precision, vanishes without a trace, and never lets anyone close. What begins as a mission becomes a deadly obsession. Because in this game, they're both hunter and prey. In a world of secrets, betrayal, and bloodshed, Harry finds himself completely captivated by the danger he seeks to eliminate. The cat and mouse game begins, blurring the lines between duty and desire. // "Because we're still doing this the easy way." Harry muttered, his hand flexed on the back of my neck. I gasped when he used my throat to pull me towards him. He spun me around, shoving me back forcefully so my back hit the wall. "I don't want to have to do it the hard way." His chest was against mine to keep me further restrained, my wrists were pinned against the wall above my head. "I don't wanna have to be the bad guy." "What are you going to do?" I asked him, swallowing, feeling his palm wrapped tightly around my throat, but not enough that I was choking, just enough that I could feel the pressure. "Are you trying to choke me, Harry?" I cocked my head to the side, grinning through my blood stained lips. "C'mon... you know I like it."

[UNEDITED] [COMPLETE] [SAMPLE ONLY] Our fathers planned to marry us the moment I was born to unite the Italian and Russian mafia empire. There was no escaping from this life. I was the Bratva princess. Whilst I was less keen on the idea, Viktor Volkov was happy to oblige. My brothers best friend, my protector, and my possessive, controlling soon to be husband. 'His Bratva Princess' is an arranged marriage, mafia romance novel. It contains explicit scenes of assault, sexual scenes and mentions triggering events such as abuse and assault. If you're interested in protective, possessive and controlling men as well as a strong female lead this story is for you. Sample only. **His Bratva Princess is available on kindle unlimited, or it can be purchased via Amazon**

In the world of the wealthy and powerful, an angel finds herself in need of protection, she is assigned a bodyguard - a beautiful and mysterious man. A man with secrets, but one who is determined to keep such an angel safe at all costs. She is drawn to him despite her better judgement, some excitement, some light into such a dark and dangerous life. // "We can't," I whispered, being the one to break the silence between us. The air between our faces was so thick it was almost as if it wasn't there anymore, I could hardly take in a breath. Everything was so warm, and the longer we spent like this, our lips just hovering an inch from each other, I became so much more aware of every way his body was touching mine. I hated him. We hated each other. Yet here we were, desperate to touch. "I know," Was all he said in response, darting his eyes down to my lips again, a small smirk on his face. Out of desperation, the way he had already got me so wound up, my body was overwhelmed by too many feelings. My hands travelled down from where I was grasping his biceps, I soothed my palms down his sides, his warm skin, before I was holding his hips, right above the waist band of the grey sweatpants he had on. He let out a low hum of approval, and a slow smirk spread across his face as soon as he realised what I was doing. His eyes met mine again and he tilted his head to the side, almost as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He then blew out a slow breath, and the smirk on his face only grew wider before he whispered, "Fuck it." *** i loved you as icarus loved the sun. *** Start date - May 5 2022 ***

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. -