L E T S L E E P I N G M O N S T E R S L I E ☦ He never asked for the sun. She just showed up in his violent, bloody world with bright eyes and a ridiculous crush, chattering away while she stitched up his bullet wounds. 𝔖𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 ℜ𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔨 𝔙𝔬𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔬𝔳 was a ghost, a lethal, scarred Russian soldier who didn't have room for a beating heart, let alone a sweet Kazakh trauma nurse trying to claim it. So, he froze her out. Humiliated, heartbroken, and exhausted, 𝔉𝔫𝔷𝔥𝔲 𝔄𝔪𝔞𝔫 finally did the only sensible thing: she gave up, the bright smiles vanished, and the lingering touches disappeared. She looked right past him as if he didn't even exist. She thought she was just saving her pride. She thought she was moving on. She didn't realize that in the silence she left behind, the Captain finally snapped. Because Inzhu didn't thaw his cold heart. She just made him addicted to her heat, and the moment she pulled it away, the quiet soldier died... and a violently possessive, obsessed monster took his place. He doesn't just want her attention anymore. He wants her soul, and he will burn the entire world to ash to keep it. ☠ Tropes & Tags: 🖤 She falls first, but he falls darker 🖤 Grumpy x Sunshine (gone horribly wrong) 🖤 Military / Medical Setting 🖤 Extreme Possessiveness & Obsession 🖤 Touch-her-and-die

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."