Pushing himself from the door Gulian neared her, standing in front of her. "I want you to stop seeing 𝙝𝙞𝙢, that's what I want." Kyomi scoffed as she shook her head. "Why would I stop doing that? Just 'cause you call yourself asking nicely?"

19-year-old Aries Moon struggles with addiction and its consequences, including a drunken outburst that permanently damages his on-again, off-again relationship with his girlfriend and causes her new friend, Soul, to dislike him. As Aries fights to stay sober, he interacts with Soul more and more leading to unexpected love and healing. Aries finds himself battling his inner demons, trying to rebuild his relationships and finds comfort and solace in another.

Kalia swore she wasn't gonna fall for Namari - then she did. Problem is, he doesn't even like girls... or at least that's what everybody says. But when feelings start mixin' and Kalia steps up, takin' control of what she wants, everything gets messy real quick. "Get on the bed, back arched - and I don't wanna hear no complaints." She's takin' control this time - of her life, her heart, and him.

What starts as obsession becomes something far more tangible. Black and Asian relationship

"His blush told the truth." "She adored every shade or him." ☆☆☆☆☆☆ Aarohi had one condition, she wasn't getting married anytime soon. That was until she saw his photo. One glance at the breathtakingly handsome Vivaan Mehta, and she shamelessly agreed to the arranged marriage, convinced she had hit the jackpot... until she met him. Quiet. Expressionless. Intimidating. Everyone believed Vivaan was a cold, unapproachable man, and Aarohi prepared herself for a lifetime of awkward silence. But after the wedding, she uncovered a secret no one expected. He wasn't cold. He was just painfully shy. A husband who blushed at compliments, stumbled over his words, found comfort in cooking and caring for his loved ones, and hid his gentle heart behind a silent face. And Aarohi? Well... teasing her adorable husband quickly became her favorite hobby. A playful wife. A timid husband. A love story where softness isn't weakness, and the quietest heart loves the loudest.

𝙇𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙞, 𝙖 21-𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧-𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥 𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙗 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮, 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙘 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. 𝙆𝙖𝙨𝙝, 𝘿𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙥𝙞𝙣, 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡, 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨, 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚.

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙽𝚂 𝙸 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 | ᴋɪɴɢ ᴠᴏɴ x ɴʙᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢʙᴏʏ 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳, 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧. 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦. 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳.

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨 is a man Italy has learned to fear. Ruthless, merciless, and seated at the head of a blood-soaked empire, he has never been known for forgiveness. His unfaithful wife learned that before her death. Now, the only person Dante cares for is his five-year-old son, Matteo. When Matteo needs a nanny, Dante makes his expectations painfully clear. He wants someone he will never look at twice. An old woman. A nun. Anyone incapable of becoming another temporary desire. Then Sister 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 steps into his mansion. At twenty-one, Delilah has known nothing beyond the walls of the church. Gentle, painfully innocent, and carrying wounds she has been taught to call punishment, she arrives in Italy believing she has been sent to care for a lonely little boy. She knows nothing of the criminal empire surrounding her. Nothing of the blood on Dante Russo's hands. And nothing of the way he looks at her. She was supposed to be invisible to him. Instead, the quiet little nun becomes the only temptation the devil cannot ignore. And Dante Russo has never been a man who denies himself what he wants.

𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒙 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒖𝒏......

When Cyril Duvall is cast out by the only family he's ever known, he's forced into a world far removed from the life he once had. Koda Maddox never expected a privileged outsider to cross his path. Two lives. Two worlds. One encounter that changes everything. I'm not the best at writing blurbs, so read on to find out what happens.