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He's a duke. She's a servant. They've been friends since childhood, but their hearts have always defied the rules. When Anastasia Michaels leaves Yorkshire with a secret that could change everything, Henry Sutton believes he's lost her forever. Years later, she returns-older, bolder, and hiding a truth that could shatter them both. Forbidden love. Passion that cannot be denied. And a past that refuses to stay buried. Can they fight for the love they were never allowed to have? ***Contains mature themes and explicit scenes. Please enjoy responsibly and do not replicate this independent work.***

Some loves begin before you know what love is. Some loves survive things that should have broken them. When Jade Thompson meets Devon Michaels in seventh grade, it's just a moment-one glance across a classroom, one heartbeat loud enough to drown out the world. She doesn't know yet that this boy with quiet eyes and a guarded heart will become a constant in her life, even when nothing else feels certain. Devon is new to this part of the city, carrying grief he doesn't have the words for and a growing resentment for a school that feels more like a reminder of everything he's already lost. He's never known his biological father. He's lost the man who raised him. And soon, he will lose even more-losses that will reshape him, fracture him, and make staying feel harder than leaving. Jade is learning how to live inside her own mind, navigating anxiety, depression, and the ache of loving someone who doesn't always know how to remain present. She feels deeply, waits patiently, and slowly learns the difference between holding on and losing herself. Their story unfolds over years-marked by closeness and distance, disappearance and return, heartbreak and healing. Devon leaves. He comes back. Jade grows. They both change. But the connection between them refuses to fade. Inspired by real events, 143: A True Love Story is an emotional romance about first love, grief, mental health, and the kind of bond that matures with time. Because some love stories aren't measured by how they begin or even how they hurt- but by the quiet ways we say I love you. One. Four. Three. ***Contains mature themes and scenes. Please enjoy responsibly and do not replicate this independent work.***

'Watching your brother go down for rape sounds like a difficult task, right? Try being the girl in the witness stand, the victim.' Most people ignore Kat Price and go straight for her perfect, confident and attractive older brother, Finn. The day that Finn goes down for rape, Kat's in the spotlight, Kat's the one with the answers. She also just wants to be left alone, remain invisible and live happily with her mum and her horse without the gossip and drama. So, what happens when a brooding boy with beautiful eyes and a love for horses is thrown into the mix? Eli is the proud new owner of Finn's old mare, Tempest. He doesn't know about Kat's haunting past or why she's so skittish. All he knows is that he's desperate to help. Headstrong and broken is how Eli describes Kat when he first see's her. But is her past too shattered and her heart too destroyed for Eli to fix?

This is not a story about what happens. It's about what almost does. At an Ivy League medical school, Isabelle Laurent is known as the Ice Queen-brilliant, distant, untouchable. No one gets close. No one stays. Alexander Whitmore was never supposed to be different. Charming, privileged, and infamous for never staying longer than a few weeks, he understands desire. What he doesn't understand, until Isabelle, is restraint. She believes he doesn't want her. He knows wanting her openly would destroy everything. So they choose the most dangerous thing instead: friendship. "The most dangerous thing about Alexander Whitmore was not his reputation, nor his charm, nor the power he would one day inherit. It was the fact that he never asked for anything from me, and somehow, without realizing it, I had begun to give him everything that mattered." Slow burn • Dual POV • Consent • Emotional intimacy

"Listen to your heart, but don't forget your brain - 'cause a broken heart cannot function properly." Ever since her dad left her mom for another woman, Alex has stopped believing in the concept of love. She'd rather spend her days alone than pining after a guy, thank you very much. Until Mr. Player, aka Dylan Kennedy. It all begins with a party, a silly game of truth-and-dare, and a kiss; and soon enough Alex finds herself falling for none other than Mr.Player's charms, something she must avoid at all cost; nothing but heart-break will come off it. Dylan doesn't know why he wastes his time on hot-headed Alex. She's nothing special, so why does he find her so immensely intriguing? What happens when Alex and Dylan, two people who thought they were incapable of loving anyone slowly start to fall for each other. Will it lead to love or hate? Find out in Love, Hate & Mr. Player.

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.