"We're both taken, Smurf. But your boyfriend could never have you screaming like I did. Call it unethical. I call it self-awareness." ✰✰✰ After years in Russia, Nicholas returns to America ready to take the throne waiting for him. Power is easy. Violence is easier. Forgetting her was never an option. She was the woman who never noticed him-emotionally bound to someone else while he burned in the background, unseen and unwanted. Distance didn't kill the obsession. Time turned it into something dangerous. Now married and fully aware of what wanting her could cost him, Nicholas makes the choice anyway. Even if it costs him his name, his marriage, his empire. Even if she becomes the one thing he can't afford... And refuses to release. ✰✰✰ Araceli has rebuilt herself into something unbreakable. A survivor turned trauma therapist, she dedicates her life to helping others reclaim what was taken from them. Her work is her anchor. Her boundaries are firm. Her past is buried. Until her next client arrives. A man she hasn't seen in years. A man she once ignored. A man whose presence drags memories to the surface she thought were long gone. She never expected to see him again. Now she can't stop seeing him. It's forbidden. Unethical. Unprofessional. He's married. Sexually reckless. And there is something deeply wrong about why a man like him would willingly sit in a space meant for survivors. Araceli knows what he represents. What crossing that line would make her. She asks questions anyway. Because whatever once drew her to him is still there-quiet, insistent, dangerous. And as the truth begins to surface, only one question remains: How far will he go to have her? 𝐀 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

Surviving the woods was easy. Surviving the attention of four possessive, supernatural men? All while the council looms and allies seem elusive? That's the real danger. The Last Female Book 2. Completed now on Patreon, updates here every week on Friday. Updates also available on Inkitt and Royal Road.

Willa Hawthorne didn't come to Boston for distractions. Not for her ex-boyfriend, not for drama, and definitely not for the infuriating stranger she meets on a plane. But Jacob Kingston isn't easy to ignore. He's tempting hot, intriguing, and most of all uninterested in everything and everyone around him. So when Willa decides to use him for a little revenge, it's supposed to be simple. It isn't. Because Jacob doesn't play games. And once he decides something is worth his time... he doesn't walk away.

Marina Bianchi built her life on distance. From her father. From his world. From the kind of power that leaves blood in its wake. She designs spaces that feel safe. Clean. Controlled. Untouchable. Until a single project pulls her back into the shadows she thought she left behind. Rowan Carter is supposed to be ordinary. A quiet presence behind a bakery counter. Steady. Observant. Safe in a way nothing in her life has ever been. But nothing about him is accidental. And nothing about their connection is harmless. Because while Marina is being drawn back into a world she refuses to belong to- Rowan is already inside it. Watching. Waiting. And when the truth comes out, it won't just break her trust. It will destroy everything she thought was real. Some love is collateral. Some choices burn everything down.

One summer. Two Neighbours. A closed-off first-round NFL Draft Pick. A bubbly college girl. A small town beach town that makes it impossible to ignore each other. What could possibly happen? Things didn't go as planned when Parker McIntosh and the world were shocked when he was drafted to come back to his home state of New York to play football. Especially when he rather be anywhere else other than where he grew up. Especially since for the first time in a while someone's caught his attention and NOT in a good way. Things don't go as planned when Daisy Ledger finds out the super hot but rude assh*le from a run-in at her local supermarket is her next-door neighbour. It gets even worse when it seems like her perfect summer is getting away from her, and her old friends are not the same as they were. Things are never seamless, nor go by the planned route. *this book is mature for graphic scenes* tropes: grumpy x sunshine NFL player I hate everyone in the world but u roommates taking care of one another opposites attract

𝐈'𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞. In the lively world of Greenville, Luke is determined to focus on his art and hockey, staying under the radar. His biggest rival, Christian-the cocky jock who made a terrible first impression-seems intent on getting in his way. Luke is sure he can't stand him, and their rivalry is fueled by snarky banter and competitive tension. But when they're forced to partner up for an art project, everything changes. Their dynamic takes an unexpected turn as late-night brainstorming sessions reveal surprising chemistry and challenge everything Luke thought he knew about Christian. In this fourth installment of the Greenville Girls series, watch as two enemies navigate a competition that leads to more than just art. Can Luke confront his feelings, or will he let his pride keep him from something incredible?

💔 Where You Left Me - Book One: The Birch Harbor Series 💔 Flynn Donovan is the golden boy who got out. Detective by twenty-six. Sharp jaw, sharp mind, sharper edges. The kind of man who buries everything - pain, past, people - and calls it discipline. 🔥 Ivy Novak is the girl who stayed. Trailer park. Bad reputation. The kind of pretty that doesn't belong in a small town dive bar but here she is. Waiting tables, raising a daughter, keeping her head down. Keeping her mouth shut. She broke him when she was nineteen. Told him he was nothing. A body. A distraction. A mistake she was already done making. He left Birch Harbor that night. Never looked back. 🥊 Five years later, a bullet puts him on leave. His mom gets sick. And the only door left open is the one he nailed shut at twenty-three. So he goes back. And she's still there. Still sharp. Still mean. Still working at his best friend's bar like she didn't gut him on a tuesday night and pour someone coffee the next morning. 👶 And there's a kid. Four years old. Chicken nuggets and a colouring book and a face that cracks something in his chest he wasn't ready for. 🖤 He thinks she destroyed him. She knows she saved him. And the truth she's been burying for four years is about to drag the Donovan name through the dirt. Second chance • Secret baby • Small town • Class divide • Detective romance ⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️ This story contains mature and sensitive content. Please proceed with care. ✨ Explicit sexual content ✨ Strong language ✨ Substance use (alcohol) ✨ Emotional trauma ✨ Family manipulation 💔 New Adult / Mature Romance 🔞 Reader discretion is strongly advised. © All Rights Reserved

They needed a Sloane on the ice, they just never expected that she would be the one to fill the skates- and she never expected her brothers best friend to start paying a little too much attention. • • • I was a Sloane, but I wasn't the one anyone ever looked at. Never supposed to carry my father's legacy. Never supposed to want the ice the way I do. My father calls me his ice princess. Graceful. Elegant. Temporary. Hockey was never meant to be mine. But when my twin brother, Sebastian, is handed the opportunity of a lifetime and chooses to walk away - I'm given a choice no one would ever offer me willingly. Take his place. Wear his jersey. Become him. One season. One secret. Under the helmet, I'm invisible. Padding hides the curves. Silence hides the truth. As long as I never take the helmet off, never step into the locker room, never let anyone look too closely - I can play. And I can play hard. I just never expected his best friend to start paying me the attention no one else ever has.

🔥❤️🔥 Archer Cruz Cocky. Reckless. Fucks like he surfs - hard and without apology. Different girl every week. Humour to deflect. Charm to hide. He's called her Baby Brooks since she was ten. She was always one of the boys. Until she wasn't. Remi Brooks. Sharp mouth. Zero fear of him. She's the only one who sees past the bullshit. The only one who's ever calmed what he won't name. She pushed. He pushed back. She didn't flinch. Too young. Too close. Too much. She turned eighteen. And the fighting stopped being about winning. Some lines aren't meant to be crossed. Some are meant to be destroyed. The undertow doesn't ask permission. It takes. 🔥 Enemies to lovers 💔 She fell first. He fell harder. ⏳ Age gap 🌊 California surf town / forced proximity 🌶️ Spicy 18+ ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ 🔞 18+ only 🌶️ Explicit scenes 💢 Strong language 👊 Domestic abuse (past/referenced) 🍺 Underage drinking 💔 Emotional trauma All explicit scenes involve consenting adults (18+). Please read responsibly. 🖤

Hayden Jones didn't mean to blow up her high school gym. She just meant to graffiti it. Now she's got a felony and a one-way ticket to some glorified boarding school in the Pacific Northwest. Caldwell Academy is not a fresh start. It's a reform school with nice pamphlets and a fountain and a judge's order keeping her here. The kind of place where everyone's got a story they don't tell and a reason they can't leave. She wasn't planning on making friends. She definitely wasn't planning on Elwood Hall and a bed six feet from a boy who doesn't smile, doesn't talk, and looks at her like she's a problem he didn't ask for. She should've left it at that. She should've left a lot of things at that. Because Caldwell has rules. And the thing about Hayden Jones is she's never met one she wouldn't break - even the ones that exist to protect her.