"Snow on Her Skin" He bullied her. He broke her. Then he gave her twins. Amara came to Russia for a degree and a new life. What she found was Dima Volkov - cold, cruel, and impossibly magnetic. He mocked her curves, her accent, her very existence... until the night he couldn't look away anymore. One mistake. One night without protection. Now she's carrying his babies - two boys - and the man who once pushed her away is suddenly on his knees, begging to stay. But forgiveness isn't free. And love built on betrayal always carries scars. A steamy, emotional second-chance romance with enemies-to-lovers tension, surprise pregnancy, twins, and a possessive hero who will fight the world to keep the family he almost destroyed. Content warnings: bullying, dub-con elements, pregnancy troupe, explicit scenes

He's the NHL's most disciplined defenseman. But when it comes to her, he's lost all control. - Sophie is just trying to survive a Chicago winter, a heavy course load, and a part-time job at a coffee shop. She's used to being invisible, until one snowy night, a massive stranger steps out of the shadows to save her from a persistent threat. - Ronan is known as "The Anchor" on the ice-quiet, immovable, and lethal. The moment he lays eyes on the soft, guarded barista, his world stops. He doesn't just want to date her; he needs to own the air she breathes. To Sophie, Ronan is a dream come true-a charming, protective protector who makes her feel safe for the first time in years. She doesn't know that his "accidental" appearances aren't coincidences. She doesn't know that while she sleeps, he's watching her through a digital tether she didn't know she signed up for. In Ronan's world, there are no accidents, only game plans. And his plan is simple: Keep her safe. Keep her close. Keep her forever. This is a Dark Hockey Romance featuring a quietly obsessive MMC, a "Little Mouse" FMC, and a love so consuming, it blurs the line between protection and possession.

"I've been trying not to do this" he whispers, his voice rough and low. "So stop trying" I whisper back. And then he kisses me. His lips are soft but insistent, coaxing mine open, pulling me deeper into him. One of his hands tangles in my damp hair, his fingers threading through the strands, tilting my head back slightly so he can kiss me the way he wants to. The other hand stays at the small of my back, his palm splayed wide, anchoring me against him. Chest to chest. Heartbeat to heartbeat. I lose all sense of time. All I know is the way his mouth moves against mine, the way his body curves into mine like it's always known the shape of me. The way his thumb traces lazy circles along my spine, sending shivers racing through my entire body. I kiss him back with everything I have, my hands fisting in the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer. "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace" Benjamin's voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal.

Isaac pulls back, his eyes burning into mine. "Look at me after I kiss you" he says, voice low and rough, like he's fighting for control. I nod, breathless, cheeks flaming. "Are you shy?" he asks, a teasing lilt in his tone. I shrug, my voice barely a whisper. "I-I don't know what to do. It's my first time kissing someone." Isaac's eyes soften. He smiles-a slow, dangerous smile that sends another shiver through me. "It's also my first time, Mila" he says, voice warm and low. My head snaps up, eyes wide. No way. He's too good at this. "It can't be" I say, disbelief colouring my voice. He leans closer, lips brushing my ear. "Just because it's my first kiss doesn't mean I don't know exactly what I need to do to make you feel good, sweetheart." Heat blooms in my cheeks, spreading down my neck. My hands tremble as they rest on his chest.

My husband was playing happy families with another woman and her son, to honor a promise to his fallen friend. After I had emergency surgery that he missed because he was with her, it was a wake up call for both of us: I was done and he was sorry. But there was more to this story that I didn't know. I just wasn't sure it mattered.

Leo and I fell in love, and he loved and accepted my little girl as if he was her father. He made it 100% clear that he wanted to marry me and adopt Samantha. As if we couldn't get any happier, I got pregnant -- big surprise. Then his parents, who had adored my daughter, backed away from her since she wasn't their "real" grandchild. But it wasn't until Leo backed off from wanting to adopt my daughter that I realized maybe Leo and I weren't going to have the happily ever after we'd been planning.

Meet Bambi, a sunbeam in human form-sweet, bubbly, and full of wide-eyed wonder. Fresh from a cozy village, she's thrilled to take her uncle's invitation to explore the city, a place she's dreamed of for as long as she can remember. Unbeknownst to her, the adventure of a lifetime is about to unfold. In a quiet corner of the city, Emir runs his quiet bookshop, a sanctuary of pages and shadows, guarded by his loyal black Rottweiler. A man of few words, his life is as predictable as the turning pages of his favorite novels. That is, until a petite whirlwind with big, curious eyes wanders in, picks up a job application, and turns his world upside down. This is the charming tale of Emir, the calm and introspective bookseller, and Bambi, the effervescent dreamer-two souls on a collision course for a sweet, feel-good romance.

He left a mark I never asked for. Now he wants to finish the piece. Amina Westbrook didn't choose motherhood. But when her younger sister dropped a baby and disappeared, Amina stepped up, raised that little girl as her own, and never looked back. Seven years later, the past comes tatted, cocky, and fine as hell-standing in the grocery store with the same hypnotic eyes her daughter sees in the mirror. Santiago Vega. Zuri's father. The man who left before he ever knew she existed. Now he wants in. He wants time. Forgiveness. A chance to be a father. And every time he shows up with that deep voice and soft smirk, Amina hates how badly she wants to let him. Santiago isn't just showing up for Zuri-he's showing up for her. Fixing things she didn't ask him to fix. Dropping money in her hand like it's his right. Touching her like he already knows how she breaks. Amina's been holding everything together for so long, she doesn't know how to let go. Doesn't know how to want someone who actually stays. But Santiago stays. Through the attitude. The boundaries. The sparks that keep catching fire. And when he finally gets his hands on her? There's nothing soft about it. Now she's spiraling in his sheets, clashing with him in front of her family, and falling harder than she ever meant to. Because Santiago doesn't just want to play daddy. He wants the whole damn family. And this time, he's not leaving until he has them. Ink Don't Lie is a gritty, emotionally charged, standalone romance about second chances, found family, and the kind of love that refuses to walk away.

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT!! A story in which a woman is married off to a war general who leaves for a five year war. When he comes back he is nothing like the man she met all those years ago. Unedited

Maisie never expected her quiet life as a schoolteacher to collide with Tucker's - a gruff firefighter carrying more scars than he lets show. But when a call for help brings them together, everything begins to change. On Tucker's peaceful farm, with wide skies and creaking porch swings, Maisie finds a kind of stillness she didn't know she needed. And Tucker, long used to solitude and silence, discovers what it means to be truly seen. Slowly, gently, they begin to untangle the pain in each other's pasts, drawn closer by shared glances, soft laughter, and the growing comfort of something like home. As love roots itself between them, unexpected turns reshape their world - bringing both challenge and grace in equal measure. Together, they learn that family can be something you build with your hands and heart. A moving, quiet love story about healing, trust, and the kind of life you choose - one moment, one morning, one person at a time.