The air smells like rain and you've started to forget about me. Ellis Anderson ©️ 2026

Nola Scott and Miles Dempsey are both from two different worlds. Miles is the NHL's 'IT' boy. Nola is a figure skater from Oak Hill, California. While both of them may be on different paths, after crossing each other's once, they can't seem to stop doing it. You meet new people every day. But was this a coincidence? Or is them meeting more than meets the eye? Find out in MEANT FOR YOU! Book #1 in the 'Our Life' series. NEW ADULT (18+)

𓆩♥︎𓆪 The past was supposed to stay buried. Instead, it lingered beneath the surface, waiting to be remembered. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐑𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐈 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. - 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐔 𓆩♥︎𓆪 She's like a liability. One that's hard to get rid of. She owns me, and she doesn't even know it. Lurking somewhere between dark and light, she's impossible to overlook. 𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐤𝐲, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭. 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞. - 𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐕

Eden Riorson and Miles Morales have been best friends since they were six. But feelings have a way of outgrowing the boxes you put them in. When a lie comes between them and the life they've always known starts shifting beneath their feet, Eden and Miles are forced to reckon with something they've spent years carefully avoiding. orphic- deeply mystical, hypnotic, or beyond ordinary understanding "Tell me where you want me," he said, voice firm, strong. "Don't beg me. Don't say please." "Stay still. Let me play." "Lift your hips for me, love," "I know baby, I know. But Keep those pretty eyes on me." "I want you to tell me every terrible thing you've ever done and let me love you anyway. Forever." "I want to sit next to you and do nothing and have that be the best part of my day." But remember, a riorson is never just a riorson. Because a riorson was once a Moretti. Moretti mean guns. Moretti means danger. Moretti means war. Not your average teen romance. Not your average mafia romance. But maybe something in between.