🏆 1st Place Best Protagonist | Spring Fling Awards 2026 🏆 Best Romance & Best Dialogue/Prose by Author's Choice! | F.L.A.R.E. Awards 2026 "I won't date you." Five years ago, Kenji Yamamoto met Ichika Nakamura. Now they're in the same high school. They call it friendship. It's easier that way. Some things don't stay buried, and not everything is as perfect as it seems. I Won't Date You is a slow-burn romance novel. Volume 1 is complete. Volume 1.5 is now being uploaded.

She was supposed to be the victim. So why does it feel like she's becoming the villain? Victoria thought she had survived the worst life could throw at her-loss, betrayal, and a past she tried desperately to bury. But when she finds herself at the center of a murder investigation, accused of killing a man tied to secrets she doesn't fully understand, her carefully rebuilt world begins to crack. The only person who can help her prove her innocence is the one she hurt the most. Tochukwu. Once her greatest ally... now her most dangerous obstacle. Cold. Distant. Unforgiving. As Victoria fights to win him back, she's forced to confront the truth she's been running from: some wounds don't heal-they evolve. And some people don't forgive. They remember. But when old enemies resurface and buried secrets begin clawing their way to the surface, Victoria realizes this was never just about love or redemption. It's about control. Because someone has been watching. Waiting. Planning. And the closer Victoria gets to the truth...the more she begins to understand just how far she's willing to go. To survive. To win. To make them all pay. Even if it means becoming everything she once feared... ________________________________________________ "Tochi, please...not tonight." I said on a whisper but I'm sure he heard me. Footsteps. Slow. Careful. Like approaching something fragile... or dangerous. "I've given space. Years, Vicky. Years." His voice cracked-not loudly, but enough to slice. "Do you know what that felt like?" I swallowed. Hard. "Like I was grieving someone who was still alive." That did it. I turned. ________________________________________________

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

When Abigail Hastings is torn from London's glittering ballrooms and forced aboard a merchant vessel, she's determined to find her way back to the life she was promised-at any cost. But the Atlantic Ocean has other plans. As storms rage and pirates threaten, Abigail discovers that survival demands more than silk gowns and social graces. It requires courage she never knew she possessed. Eric Bailey has spent six months recovering from betrayal, and now he's finally returning to the Caribbean to expose the naval captain who left him and his crewmates for dead. The last thing he needs is to play protector to a spoiled aristocrat who thinks the world should bow to her whims. But when the captain assigns him to guard Miss Hastings, Eric finds himself drawn to the fire beneath her icy facade. As the voyage grows more perilous and the distance between their worlds seems insurmountable, he must choose between the justice he's sworn to seek and the woman who's beginning to steal his heart.

After a disastrous first season in London, Rose Wilde finds herself torn between two men who love her -- but who both hide secrets that could ruin her. ***** Rose Wilde has always considered herself plain, especially when compared to her beautiful older sister Charlotte, and has practically given up on the idea of being romanced. But when American hotelier Derek Montgomery comes to revolutionise her little, sleepy English village of Ascot, Rose starts to revisit the idea of falling in love. However, Derek brings with him many secrets and obligations, some that might prohibit him from pursuing Rose -- and push her into the arms of her friend, Michael Cornell, the Marquess of Juniper. Will fate allow Rose and Derek to marry for love? Or will she indeed become the reluctant marchioness? [[Word count: 70,000 - 80,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Bandy (The Reluctant Marchioness is the sequel to The Coveted Countess, but can also be read as a standalone)

Two years after Nathaniel Swift left for America to forget the woman he loved, he learns she's engaged to another man -- and returns to England to win her back. ***** Lord Nathaniel 'Nate' Swift is hopelessly in love with his best friend's younger sister, Charlotte Wilde. However, Nate's rakish ways, their ten-year age difference, and his best friend's objections soon make it very clear that a marriage could never take place. So Nate does the only thing he could: he travels to America and tries to forget about the woman he loves. But after two years in the New World, forgetting Charlotte proves to be impossible, and he's quickly pulled back to England after hearing of her engagement to another man. Determined to make up for past mistakes, Nate swears to stop the impending wedding and win back Charlotte's heart at any cost. But is he too late to show her the truth he's known all along -- that they're meant to be together, forever? [[Word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Bandy

Heath and Teagan only agree on one thing: they don't want to be in a relationship. Teagan, who is busy finishing her law degree, needs a break from the stress of living up to her parents' expectations. Heath is following his passion and starting his career as a physical therapist, but his family's drama is tearing his life apart behind the scenes. As members of the same friend group, Heath and Teagan will be around each other plenty during wedding season, whether they like it or not. With no time or desire to date, the two come to an agreement: pre-scheduled hookups through the summer or until something real comes along. A situational relationship, otherwise known as a situationship. Their arrangement seems perfect. If their past doesn't come back to bite them.

Meera never believed good things stayed. Not happiness. Not homes. And certainly not love. Then she met Arjun. Patient where she was guarded, gentle where life had been cruel, Arjun slowly became the safest part of her world-the kind of person who noticed when she skipped lunch, remembered how she liked her tea, and loved her carefully enough to make her believe she deserved it. What began as quiet companionship inside the walls of a community foundation slowly became something deeper. Something sacred. But love alone cannot erase the wounds people carry. As old fears, buried guilt, and the weight of saving everyone around them begin to pull at the cracks beneath their carefully built happiness, Meera and Arjun are forced to confront a painful truth: sometimes loving someone is easier than believing you can keep them. And when life tests the fragile home they've built in each other, they must decide whether love is only meant for the unbroken- or if two damaged people can choose each other, again and again, despite everything. A deeply emotional slow-burn romance about healing, grief, found family, and the terrifying beauty of being loved gently.

I stepped forward and asked, "Where do you want me?" It took me a second to realize what I just said. Shit! I placed a hand on my crimson face and muttered, "Get your head out of the gutter! You know what I meant." He laughed, his voice sounded hoarse and deep even when he's laughing. I peeked at him from the gap I made between my fingers. He was close. So close. He grabbed my hand and took me to the bed. Damn! It did sound sexy. His shirt was loose. Too large for me, and it hung on me like a cloth hung on a hanger. He sat on the bed, criss crossed and pulled me to him. ♡♡♡♡♡ Cassandra didn't come to Brinkley mansion to belong. She came to survive the year and leave. Then there's Easton Brinkley. Arrogant. Reckless. Completely off-limits. And from the moment she arrives, he makes one thing clear-she doesn't belong in his world. He has his reasons. And she's not supposed to care. But Cassandra isn't the type to back down. And Easton isn't used to being challenged. What starts as resentment turns into something neither of them planned... and neither of them can afford. Because some people come with complications. And some feelings were never meant to happen ------ ☆ Copyright 2020 @Books_and_nerds (DestinyK.) ADDED TO THE "LOVE, ACTUALLY" READING LIST BY YOUNG ADULT ON WATTPAD! _________ ☆ I DO NOT OWN THE BOOK COVER OR ANY OF THE PICTURES IN THIS BOOK. -THANK YOU ☆ I DID MAKE THE BOOK COVER MYSELF ☆ DO NOT copy my hard work. The rules just became more strict and WATTPAD polices are very clear about it.

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