When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

A spontaneous Friday night outing led Nova to a surprise destination: Ramiro's bed, the one person her brother can't stand- and the one who ignited a fire she can't seem to ignore. "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛, 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪?" 𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙖𝙧. "𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?" 𝘼 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙠, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙝 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩. 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜. "𝙍𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙤," 𝙄 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙝𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙡𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨. "𝙍𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙤?" 𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙙. "𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙈𝙞𝙧𝙤, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧?"

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡 is a survivor. A single mother and a tattoo artist to dangerous men, she exists on the fringes of the criminal underworld, belonging to no one. Her life is her own. Until the night 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 walks in. As the newly crowned Don of the Lucchese crime family, Andrea sees the world in assets and liabilities. After a bloody display of power leaves Charlie as a loose end, he claims her shop-and her-as his property. She's a reckless, infuriating complication he can't afford, and a temptation he refuses to resist. 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭. He has no idea that Charlie is the secret key to a war between the mafia and the cartels, with a lineage more 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 than his own. As his 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 deepens, so does the 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧.Every touch is a battle for control, every kiss a promise of 𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖓. ℑ𝔫 𝔞 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔟𝔞𝔡 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔟𝔞𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝕬𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆 𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊'𝖘 𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖞 𝔦𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖙.

"Tell me, Gianna," he says her name like a caress and a threat combined. "Were you disappointed?" He steps closer. Invasive. Possessive. "That I wasn't fighting? That you didn't get to see the Devil play?" His hand leaves her hair to trace her jawline-that same touch from before, the one that made her breath catch. "Because I don't fight for entertainment," he breathes, thumb brushing the corner of her mouth. "I fight when something is worth fighting for. When something is worth taking." His eyes burn into hers. "And I'm trying to decide, kotyonok..." The hand on her jaw tightens just slightly. "Are you worth the war I'd start to keep you?" They say the devil doesn't come with horns. He comes with power, legacy, and a smile that promises ruin. At Halgrave University, last names are weapons and secrets are currency. This is a world built for monsters-heirs raised on violence, dominance, and control. And at the center of it all stands Nikolai Vetrova-cold, untouchable, and feared even by those born into darkness. He was never meant to notice her. She was never meant to survive him. What begins as hostility turns into obsession. What feels like hate bleeds into desire. And the closer she gets, the more she realizes-loving him isn't dangerous. Surviving him is. Because some men don't fall in love. They claim. They ruin. And once the devil touches you, he never lets go. He is the Future Pakhan of the Bratva While she is the Cosa Nostra Princess. [Book #1 in House of Halgrave Series] ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING: This book contains dark romance themes, explicit sexual content (smut), violence, blood, weapons, criminal activities, morally grey characters, depictions of self-harm, PTSD, trauma responses, and emotionally intense scenes. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Blake Turner has one goal: survive the next eighteen months, get her diploma, and disappear. Everything else-her boyfriend, her friends, her once-perfect life-is already gone. All that's left is endurance. Eighteen more months of keeping quiet. Of hiding the truth about what happens behind closed doors. Of pretending everything is fine when nothing is. She can make it. She has to. Liam Cole doesn't do attachments. Not when loyalty to his crew is the only thing that's kept him alive these past two years. Dragged into gang life too young, his world is built on violence, loyalty, and nights that end with no names exchanged. His past haunts him. His future? Already decided. His heart? Off-limits. Hardened. Untouchable. But when he crosses paths with the school's most hated outcast-the quiet girl everyone whispers about-everything he thought he knew begins to unravel. But some secrets refuse to stay buried... And when the truth finally breaks free, it leaves no one untouched.

"Such a spoiled girl, aren't you?" He nipped at my ear causing me to gasp. My lips parted in shock. "I'm not spoiled." I protested adamantly. "No? My girls not a whiny little brat who pouts until she gets her way?" Knox teased playfully. "I-I just didn't want you to be hungry." I defended weakly, a bit embarrassed from his observation. "Hmm my spoiled girl," He paused giving my neck a small squeeze before continuing, "such good manners." --- Annie has been fighting her entire life. Tired, warn down, effectively broken she had given up trying to fight. She was in most ways a complete shell of herself. Now in her senior year, she was forced to attend in person by her therapist which was the absolute last thing she wanted to do. Knox was always running. Running from his family, his friends, and his future. The only thing he wasn't willing to run from was her. Annie was his and he was going to make sure she knew it. US & UK Top 10 !!

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

[18+] ENEMIES TO LOVERS SPORTS ROMANCE She can't stand the school's golden boy, but when fate keeps throwing them together, their rivalry starts to look a lot like chemistry-and suddenly they're not playing the game they thought they were. °•°•°•° Hannah Walker doesn't trust anyone, especially men. They're manipulative and toxic-her lousy ex taught her that lesson well. Enter Tristan Beckett, the embodiment of everything she despises. He's arrogant, a playboy, and worshipped by everyone who meets him-except her. But he's also relentless, charming, and unfairly gorgeous. Their first meeting? Instant mutual hatred. Their second? Just as bad. Their third? Um... you see where I'm going with this. It's clear to everyone around them that they're not each other's biggest fans. But fate, or maybe some cosmic prank, keeps bringing them together-forcing them to learn more about each other. But like Hannah, Tristan has a dark past - he's just better at hiding it. Faced with an uncertain future, threats from an unknown assailant, and still trying to heal past wounds, both of them will have to learn to rely on each other. °•°•°•° Because I know you guys, there's smut in Chapters 29, 31, 34, Bonus #1, 37, 39, 49, 65, Bonus #3, and Bonus #5. °•°•°•° Enemies to Lovers College Football Romance Book 1 in the Campus Kings Series (Can be read as a Standalone) Mature +18 LOTS of character development.

A tale of two sorrowful souls who crossed paths due to a trivial coincidence. His eyes will forever ravish her, his lips will leave eternal marks and one word will haunt her until she dies. She has learnt to be quiet and sweet. He has learnt to dominate and kill. She is trying to find herself from the depths of distray. He is planning to destroy what is needed for power. Falling in love will be too dangerous, too alluring. And in the end it will hurt. Breathing should be effortless, loving should be painless. What does a girl who has learned neither? When you find home in the arms of a killer, to whom you cannot tell your secrets, without risking yourself. And why would you risk anything for a man who believes bullets can fix a broken heart.

[Wattys Shortlist 2025] 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆? Sereia Reuben. Top of her class. Renowned overachiever. Everything she touched turned to gold-until one tragic moment shattered it all. The accident left her in a wheelchair. In its wake came stares, pitying glances, and a haunting question: What good is a girl with dreams, if she can't even stand? She withdrew from everything that once defined her. Frustrated. Bitter. Humiliated. Her pride dragged through the mud, her spark snuffed out by pain and silence. Until one afternoon at the mall. Dragged out by a friend for the first time since the accident, Sereia finds herself suddenly wheeled to a table-his table. Theodore Prescott. Her academic rival, her constant annoyance, the boy she'd sworn to despise. And yet, he doesn't flinch. Doesn't hesitate. Doesn't treat her any differently. And that's where it begins About the girl who couldn't walk, but who learned to stand tall again-even while seated. And the boy who, against all odds, saw her before she could even look in the mirror. This is a story not about sudden miracles, but slow rebuilding. About pain, rage, and fragile hope. Of breaking down, healing slowly, and finding strength-and love-in the most unexpected of places. Highest Ranking: #1 in crippled- July 25th 2025 #1 in wheelchair- August 4th 2025 #6 in clean- September 27th 2025 #5 in resilience - September 29th 2025