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"You know, you don't have to tell me anything you don't want to." Lane locked eyes with Officer Casey in the mirror without meaning to. "But I'd rather you not lie to me, Miss Mills." Silence hung like a thick smoke as Lane's tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth. "I don't know what you want me to say. I'm sorry." The words were close to a whisper. They passed a gas station she didn't recognize. The inside was dark, like it had been closed for a long time. Lane's chest tightened. "Where are we going?" She asked finally, voice tighter than she meant it to be. That earned her a sharp and fleeting glance, the corner of his mouth turning up just a fraction -- like he was in on a joke she wasn't. "Don't worry. I'll get you where you need to go." ~ All Lane is trying to do is survive in a world that's already failed her. After a childhood spent bouncing between homes, a steady job, a place to lay her head, and a beater to take her from Point A to Point B were the small things she'd fought for. Lane was trying -- she really was. Her life was finally hers, and she intended to keep it that way. But of course, as the saying goes, "Men plan, God laughs." All it took was a glance. Lane froze. And then she ran. It wasn't supposed to be her problem. But the moment those eyes caught hers, she was thrust into a world she'd always tried to avoid. And she'll have to do more than stay quiet to make it out alive. ________________________________________ Completed ✔️ _________________________________________ PREVIOUSLY 'THE PRICE OF SILENCE' Title changed 06/09/2026 Highest Rankings: #1 - Resilience {08/06/2026} #1 - Witness {08/22/2026} #1 - Captivity {08/25/2026} #1 - Strength {09/24/2026} #2 - Hope {09/21/2026} #4 - Faith {09/10/2026} #57 - Crime {09/22/2026} #89 - Suspense {09/22/2026}

🏆x6 Awards! 🥇 First Place for most tragic character: Liliah, in the Pumpkin Picnic Awards. ✨️Second Place for Best Cover in the Cassiopeia Mini Awards. Proud to say What Was Held made the short list in The Original Muse Awards! I'm Liliah. Sixteen, almost seventeen. I hate being me. Why? Ten reasons: 1. I'm stuck in Muxleigh - a suffocating seaside town. 2. My mum only cares when it affects her. 3. My step-dad runs our house on fear. 4. I'm failing the person I love most: my six-year-old sister, Forsythia. 5. I don't know who I am... or why I'm here. 6. I attacked the worst boy in town - now I'm hated, and he's still worshipped. 7. My vice? It's leaving scars. 8. My mental health? Apparently I belong in a psych ward, ask Oriella. 9. Bexmoore was meant to be a fresh start. It wasn't. 10. I had two chances at something real... and I ruined them both. I'm at breaking point. Hiding in the dirt, literally, I'm not joking. What I hate the most? How alone I feel. Maybe telling my story means someone else won't feel like this. Before it's too late.

One's a diamond. One's a pearl. Blaire and Eva have been best friends for as long as they can remember. Then I showed up at their fancy private school- a poor kid, with bruised knuckles and nowhere else to go. I never meant to become the crack in something so perfect. But diamonds and pearls weren't made to sit behind glass. And I've never been good at admiring things from a distance.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

In the meticulously planned world of Alexander Reid, the last thing he needs is a distraction. Enter his student, Hayleigh Blakely, a force of chaos with a knack for challenging his internship job at Annandale High. *** There isn't an obstacle college boy Alexander can't solve. On the brink of completing his educational degree at twenty-two, nothing can kick him off his ride of success when he's selected for a coveted internship at Annandale High as a math teacher. The only equation he can't solve? His student Hayleigh-and the bone-deep attraction that follows her. With only one year left of high school, Hayleigh is determined to secure her spot in USYD's prestigious architecture program. But her focus hits a snag when realizing that the mysterious stranger who saved her from harassment at a party also happens to be her new practice teacher. Unwilling to risk his degree, Alexander pretends their last encounter never happened. The result? Inadvertently igniting resentment in Hayleigh, and kicking off a tumultuous rivalry that gradually evolves into an unexpected, deeply forbidden romance. ❝ 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 ... 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭. ❞ **** [ Word count: 150.000+ words ] FEATURED by @romance reading list "New Adult"

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

Complete story✔️ Soraya On my 25th birthday I'm going to take over my father's throne. I know that in order to keep my seat as the Donna of the Eastern Italian-American Mafia secure once the power is passed to me, I need loyal allies. To gain them, at my father's insistence, I'm going to offer my hand in marriage to a suitable husband of my choosing. Only fools would involve their hearts in something like this. It is going to be a business deal, not a love match, for my heart has been shattered and never healed. Let the search begin. Rafael I was born to lead the Northern Italian-American Mafia. I relish in the violence and bloodshed that come with the Don position. And yet I'm missing something vital. Her. It's been 5 years since I've last seen my little Star. She avoids me like the plague, cursing the day she's met me, and with good reason. But tonight, we're both in the same place and all the bottled up feelings I have for her broke free. I've heard she's looking for a spouse, but I'm not going to allow another's ring to slip on her finger. This is the perfect oportunity to make her mine again. Let the chase begin. When a war sparks into existence into the crime world, and big secrets are revealed, will their love be strong enough to win against all obstacles? Read and find out. **** EXCERPT ~I can't help myself, I turn her around. And the moment she looks up to me, the moment our eyes connect, I know I cannot let her go, not again. I should, I know that I should. But when I hold her like this, everything in me screams that she's mine, made for me...~ **** Tropes: arranged marriage, childhood best friends, childhood sweethearts, secondchance. Why would you read it: • brooding, possesive, protective, dark haired male MC. •badass female protagonist •mafia wars. •smut.smut.smut •soft dom •accents •his love language is acts of service WARNING:Violence. Foul language. Drug use. Murder. People trafficking. Rape mentioning. Heavy explicit