Everyone in the village fears the man who lives at the edge of the mountain. Tommaso arrived one year ago, bought the abandoned house in the woods, and never looked back. He never speaks. He never smiles. Half of his face is marked by fire, one grey eye watching the world as if it has already seen the worst of it. Lola, twenty-three, never planned to stay in that small Italian village. But life had other plans. Working between the local library and the school, she's convinced nothing exciting will ever happen there... Until she meets him. Some men are dangerous because they lie. Tommaso is dangerous because he tells the truth. "Don't mistake my silence for kindness." The village calls him a monster. Lola can't decide if she's afraid of him... ...or of the way she keeps looking for him. "You'll stop fearing my scars the moment you discover what I'm willing to do for you." 🚨🚨🚨🚨 Read before this red bow and cannele (you will understand better )

Born into slavery, Lena Wells escapes in search of freedom-but instead finds a Union camp overflowing with runaways, soldiers, and the man whose gaze she can't seem to forget. What begins as stolen glances soon becomes forbidden touches and passionate, secret kisses. But war has a way of claiming everything, and when Julian is called back to his regiment, Lena is forced to let him go. Four years later, Lena has built a fragile new life in Philadelphia-a seamstress by day and a devoted mother by night, determined to protect the child who carries the face of the man she lost. Julian Dennis, wounded and discharged, is living in the same city rebuilding a life that no longer feels like his own. When a chance assignment brings Lena into his home that he shares with his mother-who has hired her to sew a few dresses-the past collides violently with the present. One look at Lena's little girl sends Julian spiraling. She looks like him. She acts like him. And the timing is undeniable. Yet Lena insists the child isn't his. Now Julian is torn between hope and heartache, while Lena clings to the truth she's carried alone for years. As long-buried emotions resurface and new wounds open, both must confront not only the ghosts of the war, but the powerful forces of society, race, loyalty, and love that threaten to keep them apart. Because sometimes the war doesn't end on the battlefield- Sometimes it finds you again, exactly where you're trying to start over.

"I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh." ‭‭Ezekiel‬ ‭36‬:‭26‬ ‭NIV‬‬ He was hired to stop her heart... but she captured his instead. Driven by a haunted past, an enigmatic Assassin is given the chance to seek revenge against the powerful King of Ambriel. However, his unwavering determination to defeat the evil monarch becomes a moral dilemma when he learns he has been hired to kill the king's daughter instead. When their contrasting worlds collide, dark secrets emerge-exposing the truth beneath the deceptions that connect them together. Caught between pride, bitterness, and unforgiveness, the Assassin is forced to confront his inner demons. The poison of vengeance lingers, fueling resentment and blocking any hope of healing. Only by opening his wounded heart can he begin to mend his broken soul, forgive the unforgivable, and find redemption through the only one who can save him. 🖤**Reader Reviews**🖤 I don't normally do this but when I notice something extraordinary I comment. Your writing is beautiful, excellent, flawless even. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise and I would love to learn from you. Get your work published because people need to see real talent and what you have is rare and magnificent! -Golden_Tayyy This story is amazing. I always get really excited when I find Wattpad books I really love. 😀 This book is a gem. -MissLacybee Wow. Just wow. I read this first chapter and let me say just say that I'm impressed; this was amazing. The descriptions of the character, everything was just on point. You've got me hooked and I can't wait to read more. 👏👏👏-lola12033 Hey girl! I just have to say I freakin love your book. It's so unique and just ahhhhh it melts my heart. -EyebrowsTT Your writing style is just fantastic- Writingmachinedude Omg why is this so good!!! - JensenKristyne I love the characters, they're so real.

⚠️ You have to read : Red bows before this ⚠️ When Mimì leaves the city to open a small pastry shop in a remote Italian mountain village, she believes she's choosing solitude, work, and survival not desire. The town is closed, suspicious, slow to accept her. Her shop becomes a quiet anomaly: butter, sugar, heat, patience. Then a man starts coming in every morning. Always silent. Always distant. Always ordering the same thing: Their connection grows the same way the dessert does: slowly, under strict control, built on restraint rather than excess. There is attraction, undeniable and physical, but also something darker underneath fear, guilt, and an unspoken rule about not crossing certain lines. As seasons change and the mountain tightens its grip, Mimì is forced to confront what she wants versus what is safe. Desire here is not loud. It simmers. It waits. It threatens to break if handled the wrong way. Some loves burn. Others learn how to stop.

Imani took the job for one reason. Money. Her father's gambling debts are swallowing everything her family owns, and the only job willing to pay enough to save their home happens to be inside the mansion of the most dangerous man in the city-a Russian Bratva king whose name is spoken in whispers. So Imani follows three simple rules. Keep her head down. Do her job. And never look the men of the house in the eyes. For months, it has worked. Until the day she is sent to clean the forbidden top floor. A careless mistake. A drunk mafia soldier. One gunshot that echoes through the study. The man who crossed the line drops dead behind her. And when Imani finally looks up... she meets the cold gaze of the man who pulled the trigger. Roman Volkov. The master of the mansion. The most feared man in the Russian Bratva. A man who notices everything. Except this time, he isn't looking at the body on the floor. He's watching her. Imani wants nothing more than to remain invisible, collect her paycheck, and keep her family from losing their home. But Roman Volkov has just found the only woman in his house who doesn't fear him enough. And once the Bratva king decides he wants something... Walking away is no longer an option

Annie has escaped from a two in a half years abusive relationship and has been on the run/in hiding for months. She has been wanting to return back to the small town her grandmother lives in and has always lived in. Annie has wanted to go back and see her but for the past almost two years, has been 'forbidden' to see her. Her grandmother is the only family she has left and who had helped raise her. Everybody in town adores her grandmother and for the past couple of years, she has had a Handyman, Todd Jameson always help her out with things around the house, bringing her groceries and keeping up her ranch. When Annie returns to town, both her and Todd meet. Annie has just gotten out of a bad relationship and doesn't trust her heart at the moment....Can Todd help make her give love another chance, or is she too damaged to consider the possibility?!? © Copyright 2020 All Rights Reserved

Mayim is a law student who is trying to survive her 3rd year of law school. But when her friend suddenly gets accepted to study abroad in south korea she has no choice but to find an alternative place to stay, what happens when the promised dorm room suddenly doesn't exist and she's left homeless but fear not because Kath, despite being miles away in Korea, she has made quite the living arrangement for her.

"I don't understand... what do you mean 'you guys share?" "You're all of ours baby girl. We all want to love you, cherish you, kiss you, and fuck you all the same." ~ After running away from a neglective and abusive household Avery decides to take her chances on the streets. Upon running into a kind young man she ends up staying on a ranch with five boys who find them selves obsessing over their newfound little princess.

At eight years old, Alexa Smith witnessed her neighbor kill a man. From the kitchen window of her family's apartment, she saw nineteen-year-old Elias Devereux dragging a body through the alley behind their building. Blood on his hands. A smile on his face. Calmness where fear should have been. And then he looked directly at her. Terrified he would come after her next, Alexa made a desperate choice to survive. She pretended to be blind. What began as a child's lie became her entire identity. For nineteen years, Alexa perfected the performance. The careful steps. The lowered gaze. The thick glasses and quiet demeanor convinced everyone around her that she could no longer see. Everyone believed her. Everyone except Elias. Now twenty-seven, Alexa has spent years away from home trying to escape the shadow of the boy next door. But after her mother's sudden death, she's forced to return to the one place she swore never to set foot in again. Only to discover Elias never left. Now thirty-eight, Elias Devereux is no longer the troubled teenager from the alley. He's wealthy, respected, dangerously charming, and loved by everyone in town. The perfect neighbor. The perfect gentleman. No one knows he became a serial killer. No one knows bodies have continued disappearing for years. And no one knows the blind woman across the street has been silently terrified of him her entire life. Because Elias has always known the truth. He knows Alexa can see. He notices the way her eyes follow movement when she forgets herself. The way her fear sharpens whenever he gets too close. The way she still looks at him like she remembers exactly what he is. What begins as suspicion soon twists into obsession. Now trapped between grief, fear, and the man who has haunted her since childhood, Alexa finds herself caught in a dangerous game where every secret has teeth. Because the closer Elias gets to exposing her lie... the more she realizes the serial killer next door may never l

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."