She turned, one last glance to see if Emma had noticed her absence-and slammed into something solid. Heat. Muscle. A heartbeat that wasn't hers. Her breath snagged. Strong hands caught her waist before gravity could claim her. Rougher than expected. Certain in their possession. Sandalwood. Something darker, earthier, curling around her like danger. Her eyes lifted. Steel-gray. Ethan Blackwood. Cold, precise, yet flecks of silver sparked like lightning. One rebellious strand of black hair fell against his temple, defying the order he demanded of everything. Their breaths mingled. Too close. Too charged. "I-I'm sorry..." Scarlett stammered. "Watch your way," he murmured, velvet dragged across steel. His grip lingered just long enough to brand her skin. "How did you get in here?" he asked, voice slicing through the haze. "I-I have an invitation." Her chin lifted. His gaze flicked-mouth, eyes, mouth-before returning to hers. "From where-the recycling bin?" Scarlett laughed sharp, incredulous. "Oh, I see. That's how you got in." A flicker of something-surprise? Admiration?-crossed him, gone as fast as it came. "No one speaks to me like that." "Maybe that's the problem," she countered, stepping closer. "Everything has a first time." He leaned in, dangerously close, voice dropping. "Careful." "Better you be the one," she whispered, daring, fire sparking between them. ** Scarlett: strong-willed, fiery, witty Ethan: commanding, controlled, yet hinting at hidden cracks When Scarlett Landon signs a contract that binds her to the cold, controlling billionaire Ethan Blackwood, she thinks it's just business. But behind the ruthless CEO mask lies a man battling his own demons-and soon, their fake marriage turns into something dangerously real. Two hearts. One contract. A thousand tangled emotions.

Logan Romano didn't just enter the NHL. He tore through it. Dark. Brooding. Untouchable. With brutal talent and a reputation as cold as the New York winter, Logan dominates both the ice and every room he walks into. He doesn't lose. He doesn't bend. And he certainly doesn't fall in love. Not after the last time. Not until November Levine crashes into his life like a beam of sunlight he never asked for. She's warmth where he's storm clouds. She's soft where he's jagged edges. A walking contradiction to everything Logan swore he needed. When a deal forces the polar opposites under one roof, tensions ignite fast. Teasing turns to feuds. Feuds turn into something dangerously close to desire. And Logan is forced to confront the one promise he's never broken. Because once you step into the light- it's impossible to return. ✩ Grumpy x sunshine • forced proximity • slow burn Will the hockey captain cross that line? ✩ "Nova." I whisper, my voice low and hoarse against her neck. "Stop it." "Stop what." She whimpers back innocently as her thighs tighten around my hips. My teeth nip at the skin on her jaw in warning. "Either stop teasing, or put me out of my fucking misery." November pulls her head back from mine, resting it against the wall, and bats her lashes up at me. "Say please."

At twenty-one, Zeline Caliandra Evory believed in promises. She believed in the quiet certainty of forever, in the way Erick Hubert held her hand as if the world had already been decided between them. They studied side by side-law and politics-two ambitious minds weaving dreams about courtrooms, embassies, and a wedding at twenty-seven. Love, back then, felt like a contract already signed. But life does not honor every agreement. At thirty-one, Zeline stands taller, sharper, undeniably successful. She has built her name in polished courtrooms where logic wins and emotions are liabilities. She is elegant, desired, whispered about. Yet behind every compliment lingers the same cruel sentence-over thirty, still single. The night she plans to surprise the man she once waited ten years for, the truth shatters her instead. Erick is engaged. Not to her, but to a famous model whose smile floods headlines. Humiliation travels faster than heartbreak. The city lights reflected in her eyes-not broken, not defeated, but sharpened. People her age were married. Some had children. Some had settled into predictable routines. Zeline Caliandra Evory was thirty-one years old. Single. And for the first time since she was twenty-one, she was no longer waiting for a man to decide her future. ********

"If I had known that a single glance into her wide, innocent eyes would shatter my defenses and leave me powerless, I would have never let myself fall for her." "But one thing's certain I'd reduce this wretched world to ashes just to witness her warm smile one more time."

Rocky St. James is the Don of the families. Delilah Cohen is a sweet girl. When Rocky meets Delilah by chance, he can't help but fall in love with the beautiful girl, standing on the balcony.

We sit in silence as the fire slowly begins to die out but the cold never settles as James tightens my body against his. I smile sleepily as I curl up in his lap, his strong arms holding me tight in his warm embrace, "Hey James?" I finally speak up and bring my eyes to look into his, "What are you?" he silently stares at me, his bright eyes were unwavering. "I-I am... J-James." _______ Olivia Winslow wanted nothing more that to escape the busy streets of New York and find peace in quiet Maine. When staying in her grandfather's house she meets an uninvited guest but what happened when that guest exposes her to a world she never knew? (THIS STORY IS BEING CONTINUED AGAIN!! 💙 THE SEQUEL IS POSTED!!) 9/24/2020 : #2 in Fairy

[COMPLETED] Three years ago, she ran away from something she doesn't want to go back to, and never looked back. But that doesn't mean she's safe. 21 year old Alina Anthony thinks New York City is safe for her-well, safe enough to not be found. Hidden in plain sight, she goes to school during most of the year, but works at a florist shop for the summer. But the switchblade she always keeps on her is a reminder of what she and those searching for her are capable of. So she has her one rule: don't get too close to anyone, no matter how bad she wants to. But when Daemon Kade sneaks into her life without an explanation to who he is, the two opposites can't help but attract, even if she hates his bossy demeanour and how attached he is to his gun. She knows he's dangerous, and he is definitely hiding things from her, but she can't help but fall deeper with the guy with a cold heart and even colder eyes. But when his secret comes out, all that's left is betrayal and heartache. t r o p e s : grumpy/sunshine, frenemies-to-lovers, banter, secret identity, mafia fiction, smut, no strings attached

A ruthless, feared King known for being merciless, blood thirsty and untouchable rules his Kingdom with an iron fist. He's older, powerful and heartless everyone fears him. One day he takes into his Palace a very young, innocent girl from a poor village, a offering from another kingdom.She's naive, pure and completely unprepared for the cruel world of the palace. He intends to use her as a pawn, a servant or even just to amuse himself, but slowly her innocence begins to chip away at his coldness.The Kingdom watches in shock as the girl who was supposed to be nothing becomes the only one who can face the monster of a king.

Amara Avery thought she used up all her luck when she won VIP tickets to Lollapalooza Mumbai. It was supposed to be the ultimate escape: three days of music, luxury, and forgetting about life back in Macon, Georgia. She didn't expect Rudra Singh Rajvansh. And she definitely didn't expect the untouchable Crown Prince to ruin her favorite sneakers in the VIP lounge, look her dead in the eye, and refuse to apologize. In a crowd of thousands, his dark, calculating gaze signaled one thing: she was already trapped. Rudra isn't a fairytale prince. He is a beautiful, terrifying predator in a bespoke suit who rules the city's underworld with an iron fist. He doesn't ask for permission he takes. And the moment he crossed her path, he decided he was going to own the sovereign Black queen who dared to look back at him without blinking. The festival ends. The bags are packed. But when Amara hands over her passport at the gate, her entire world drops. Flagged. Grounded. Blacklisted by order of the Crown. He claims the world is too dangerous for her to roam free. But as his shadow closes in, Amara realizes the most lethal thing in India is the monster holding her captive. "You didn't lose your slipper, Amara. I stepped on it so you couldn't run."

Everyone expected the quiet princess to die. The tyrant king had buried wives before, and the fragile girl forced to marry him was supposed to become just another forgotten tragedy. But the soft-spoken queen does something no one expected. She survives. While the court fears the monster on the throne, she remains beside him calm, gentle, and far stronger than anyone realizes. At first, the king tells himself she is simply useful. Her mind is sharp. Her kindness dangerous in a palace built on cruelty. And kings protect what is useful. But the longer she stands beside him, the more the kingdom begins to notice something unsettling. The tyrant who trusted no one now watches her like she is the most valuable thing in his world. His words remain cold. His temper still deadly. But everyone can see the truth the king refuses to admit. The monster on the throne has fallen in love. And the quiet queen who was supposed to die has learned something even more dangerous The only way anyone could ever hurt her... Is by surviving the king who would burn kingdoms to the ground to protect what belongs to him. (Book 1 )