Kiara Hendrix walked away from the only man she ever loved because loving him meant losing herself. When Yurii Bolosh became Pakhan of the Fedorov Bratva, the man she loved disappeared behind silence, blood, and an obsession that consumed him: uncovering the truth behind his familys' deaths. The higher he rose, the further he slipped from her grasp. He stopped choosing her. Stopped letting her in. So she chose herself. She walked away before his hunt for justice buried them both. But Yurii never stopped searching, not for answers, and most especially not for her. Now, pulled back into the same orbit by loyalty, the marriage of their bestfriends, and unfinished love, Kiara finds herself face to face with the man she left behind. He's more powerful. More dangerous. And still undone by her presence. She knows she should stay away. Because Yurii Bolosh does not love in halves. He never has. What he gives, he gives with teeth, with blood in his mouth and devotion. And that terrifies her. He tells her he will respect her distance. That he understands why she left. That he will not touch, will not ask, will not beg. But restraint has never been his strength. And as the past claws its way to the surface and vengeance inches closer to becoming reality, Kiara must decide what frightens her more: Walking away from the man who still knows her heart like the back of his hand. Or staying long enough to find out whether she was the one meant to save him from himself or if she was always destined to be the thing he would lose last.

I don't like people crowding her. Don't like people touching her. Don't like people making her uncomfortable. Which would be fine... If I didn't barely know her.

Sequel to Taste of Iron. Atlas never imagined that he would date a criminal even in his wildest dreams, and now he was living with one. Atlas and Emil thought their journey would be smooth sailing- but read how friends, family, and old enemies add a dash of danger, a touch of trouble, and a kiss of spice to their lives. Story of a chef, a crime boss, and a cat.

Atychiphobia (n.) fear of failure; fear of not being good enough Leonessa and Rowan have been going to the same school for 3 years. Though they've never offered each other more than a passing glance. That all changes when Leonessa is running late for the school trip and has to sit next to Rowan for the bus ride. Throw in complicated feelings. A summer camp. A group of mischievous friends. And a betrayal. Everything may just turn inside out. Or maybe this is the way it was always meant to be. (Really bad at descriptions guys but TRUST)

Anna Rafferty left New York two years ago to find herself. Not because she was running. Not because she was afraid. But because somewhere between the violence, the secrets, and the trauma that changed her life, she'd lost herself. For two years, she built a life on her own terms. She traveled. She healed. She learned to preserve things most people considered beyond repair, restoring rare books and forgotten stories while trying not to think about her own. Because some trauma isn't dealt with. It's buried. Returning to New York was supposed to be simple. Be closer to her family. Purchase the rare bookstore she'd fallen in love with years ago. Continue building the future she'd fought so hard for. The only complication... Julian Mercer. The powerful, devastatingly handsome and infuriating Don of New York, a man she should stay far away from. A man her sister can't stand. A man she hasn't seen since the night she left the city. Unfortunately for her, Julian Mercer has never forgotten a debt or Anna. What starts as a favor quickly becomes stolen moments, lingering glances, and a connection neither of them seem capable of walking away from. The problem? Julian is a man built from secrets and Anna has spent the last two years burying her own. When a string of brutal murders rocks the city-random, violent, and seemingly unconnected-every road somehow leads back to one person. Anna. As detectives begin circling, asking questions she can't answer and digging for secrets she can't share, Anna finds herself caught between the life she's carefully built and a past determined to drag her back. And the closer the danger gets, the harder it becomes to ignore the man she's spent two years trying to forget. Because Julian Mercer has always been dangerous. The difference is that now Anna has something to lose. Not her safety. Not her freedom. But her heart.

Atlas Petrakis was never meant to run an empire. At twenty-six, he was famous for something else entirely-winning Formula One championships, crashing luxury cars, and making headlines for all the wrong reasons. Responsibility was never part of the plan. But his Grandfather Eros Petrakis forced him to become the new CEO of Petrakis Shipping Company, and assigns someone to train him. Jane West. Brilliant. Sharp. Unimpressed. Jane doesn't care about his fame, his money, or the women who chase him. To her, Atlas is simply a reckless billionaire who needs discipline. And she plans to fix him. The problem? Atlas Petrakis has never liked being told what to do. What begins as a battle of egos inside a glass office turns into something far more dangerous-flirtation, tension, and a slow-burning attraction neither of them wants to admit. Jane refuses to fall for him. Atlas refuses to give up the chase. But in a world of power, business deals, and family expectations, the biggest risk might not be losing the company- It might be losing their hearts.

Truth doesn't stay buried forever. After everything that shattered in a single moment, the Valente family is no longer fighting in the shadows-they're fighting for her. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, Azalea is forced to face the truths she once tried to outrun... and the ones that were kept from her. But truth is dangerous. It doesn't just heal-it destroys. With enemies closing in and the past refusing to stay silent, the line between protection and control begins to blur. And as everything around her spirals, Azalea must decide who to trust... and whether love is strong enough to survive the truth. Because this time, silence isn't an option. And every truth comes at a price. ( This is the second book in a duet, the first book is Owned by Silence)

In the neon-drenched underworld of illegal street racing, Desoto lives for the rush... until the night he rolls his smoking Acura into Gerry's shop and meets Korri. The new mechanic is grease-streaked, sharp-tongued, and dangerously beautiful. What starts as late-night repairs turns into stolen touches, heated test drives, and a connection neither can outrun. But when rival racers threaten what's his and the stakes climb from cash to blood, Desoto must choose: the next win or the man who makes every heartbeat worth risking it all. High-speed nights, garage heat, and a love that burns hotter than nitrous. Midnight Drift: where the finish line is only the beginning.

Twenty-two-year-old Joshua Jones doesn't have much going for him. He's a shy, soft-spoken introvert who, for years, has had a massive crush on the popular fitness YouTuber, Rory Carter, who just so happens to frequent the grocery store where Joshua works. Joshua always assumed that Rory was straight... until one night at a party when things get a little heated and Joshua finds himself being kissed by Rory, the man of his dreams. It's a kiss that sets both of their worlds on fire, but what happens after they get everything they've ever wanted? // Cover art: Cookiesketches Copyright 2022, Amy N Johnson. All Rights Reserved.

COMING SOON!!!! A PLUS SIZE MXM NOVEL. LOVING, OWEN. Owen Houton has always been ashamed of his body since he was young. It was never his parents who made him insecure about himself since they always told Owen he was perfect the way he was. It was the people around him and society who made him feel like an outcast. Saying he was too fat, too chubby, and that he needed to lose weight. Owen tried his best not to let their words and opinions affect him so much that he threw himself into finding a good job. Which he did landing himself at a good corporate company. But there was one thing that made him nervous, Elijah Reed. The man who decided it'd be best for him to have Owen at his side at all times. The man who decided to love Owen for every flaw and insecurity. The man who whispered nothing but sweet things into Owen's ear but thrusted himself so deeply into him, the next. Why would a man like him love Owen? ______ "Owen, don't do that," Elijah growled making Owen pause. What did he do? Elijah watches the chubby man frown pouting his lips. Cute. So fricking cute. "Don't bend down in front of me again," Elijah rumbled. Owen's eyes widen before his body quickly sulks. He must have disgusted Mr.Reed with the sight of his sloppy body. Looking at Owen, reading his expression and body language Elijah cursed himself and the boy for being so clueless. "I mean don't bend over in front of me again unless you want me to spank that sweet ass of yours," Elijah growled. Owen's heart stammered as he stared at the ginger-haired man in shock. "S-Sorry?" he muttered his cheeks blushing ferociously. Owen wouldn't say it out loud but he wouldn't mind if Elijah did that. __________ SHORT STORY!!!