When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin

Seriously? Are you really planning to run after reaching my home?" Drake's voice cut through the silence, warm and amused, and Alessia froze in his tracks. He turned slowly, his cheeks burning with embarrassment, to see Drake leaning casually against the front door, his arms crossed and a playful smirk on his face. Drake looked effortlessly handsome, as always, his tall frame silhouetted against the soft glow of the porch light. He was wearing a simple white t-shirt and dark jeans, the casual outfit somehow making him look even more striking. His piercing eyes locked onto Alessia's, and the smaller boy felt his breath catch in his throat. "I-I wasn't running," Alessia stammered, his voice trembling. He quickly looked down at his shoes, unable to meet Drake's gaze. "I just... I thought maybe this was a bad idea. I didn't know if your parents were home, and I didn't want to intrude, and-"

Title: Bad Boy's Brooklyn Setting: New York University - huge campus, bustling city, a chaotic mix of cultures, parties, and late-night pizza. ------- The boy smirked, slow and wicked, his green eyes gleaming like mischief itself. "You lost, little guy?" he asked, releasing Nishant's arm with a chuckle. "Or are you just practicing for the world's worst tackle?" "I-I'm not little," Nishant stammered, cheeks heating up furiously. His accent thickened with nerves. "And I was... I mean, I lost my cap..." ------ Before Nishant could protest - or worse, stammer something even more embarrassing - a loud crash echoed from somewhere nearby, followed by a series of whoops and laughter. The boy didn't even flinch. He just jerked his chin toward the dorms across the parking lot. "You're looking for Hall C, right?" Nishant blinked. "How did you-" The boy grinned, teeth flashing white against the dusky afternoon. "Lucky guess. Come on, baby boy. I'll show you the way before you freeze your cute little ass off." Baby boy. The words curled around Nishant's heart like smoke, unfamiliar and too warm for comfort. He hesitated for a fraction of a second - wasn't it dangerous to follow strangers? That's what every Indian parent, every Bollywood movie, every safety seminar warned about. Stranger danger! But then the boy turned and started walking without waiting for an answer, and Nishant's legs betrayed him, scurrying after him like a loyal puppy. ------ Liam chuckled again and flopped back onto his bed, tossing his phone onto the nightstand. "You're weird, you know that?" he said casually. Nishant peeked over his pillow, frowning. "You're weird too," he muttered defiantly. Liam's chest rumbled with another low laugh. "Touché, baby boy. Touché." And for the first time that night, the room didn't feel quite so cold anymore. ........

A Enigma Dragon and A human Alpha king love story. Alpha King Liang Huan left the palace in search of his missing son. But when he returned with the dragon's seed growing inside him. A Bound has created that no human has mated in centuries, Huan must fight to protect his throne, his family and his own heart from the beast that refuses to let him go.

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

Vihaan Raichand (The Cold Mafia ) "I've killed for less. But for my wife, I'll kneel-without hesitation. And those who dare raise their voice against her... I'll slit their throat without thinking twice." "She is my only peace in this cursed world. I don't care if her mind is like a child's. She doesn't need to understand this world-I'll protect her from it. She only needs to be safe... and smile "I lost her once... and I died with her. There won't be a second time. Not even fate has permission to take her from me now."* *"Let them call me mad. Let them call her broken. She's mine. And I'll tear the world apart to keep her that way Ruhanika Sehgal (His Innocent, Childlike Bride): "Vihaan came to take me... He fights the monsters, not me. Because I'm his good girl, his princess." "He says I'm his doll... But I'm real. I have a heart, and it only beats when he hugs me." "If I cry, he gets angry. Not at me. At the world. He says nobody gets to make his 'Ruhuu' sad." "When I grow up, I'll marry him again. In a big white dress... with candy!" "People say I'm slow. But I know one thing. Vihaan loves me more than the stars love the sky." He's the man the world fears-the cold Mafia King with blood on his hands. But for her, he softens. For his innocent, childlike bride, Vihaan Raichand becomes something the world never thought he could be-gentle. "She's my only peace in this cursed world," he says, holding her like she's made of stardust. Ruhanika doesn't understand the darkness he walks through-but she doesn't have to. She just smiles, and he's willing to burn the world to keep that light in her eyes. To him, she's not broken. She's his. And that's enough. He calls her his doll. She calls him her hero. And in their fragile, unspoken way, they've built a love that even fate dares not touch. #SoftRomance #ProtectiveLove #HeLovesHerSoftly #GentleObsession #HisRuhuu #TenderDevotion #MafiaWithAHeart #ChildlikeBride #HisOnlyPeace #WholesomeButIntense

Copyright © 2025 by Bookish Dae Elowen thought her whirlwind romance with Kaelen was a fairy tale-until she discovered she was his rebound. Two years into their marriage, she overhears the devastating truth: he's secretly remained close to the glamorous ex he never told her about, and their entire relationship began as a bet among his friends. Heartbroken, Elowen walks out. Now, Kaelen must embark on a grueling journey of redemption. To win back the woman he truly loves, he must cut ties with his past, confront his own failings, and prove through relentless, humble action that his love for her is real-and that she was never just a consolation prize.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦ Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the dangerous lifestyle he lived. Not only that, but she didn't expect for him to be so incredibly good-looking. Adrik Zolotov, the Russian mobster that everyone called "Mad Hatter". His insanity and crave for blood left him the most feared man of all. All he wanted was power and those around him to fear him. For a man recently diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, everyone believed him to be emotionally incapable of ever loving anyone. . . Imagine their surprise when he meets Avelina. ❦ "Mr. Zolotov, I have to make sure you bathe before I leave. It's apart of my jobs protocol," she said softly. The truth was that he made her feel nervous. There was so much coldness and evil in his eyes, it left a chill to run down her spine. "Fine," he stated before walking over to his bathtub. Her eyes followed his movements as he pulled off his shirt causing her to lick her lips and quickly look away. She could hear the sound of more clothes falling onto the ground until the sound of water running littered her eardrums. "You assist when asked, isn't that right?" He asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten into the shower. "Yes," Avelina answered. "Bathe me." ❦ Dangerously far from cliché

𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫. This is a story about the Grim Reaper and a twenty-year-old girl named Vivienne, and how they met on a random Tuesday night at the graveyard. Vivienne has had bad luck stuck to her feet since the day she was born. She lives with her grandma and believes she no longer has a bright future. But when she meets the Grim Reaper, who becomes dangerously fascinated with her, her entire world spins 360 degrees, and nothing will ever be the same again. Secrets, lies, and an important choice she has to make. But will she be able to choose the right path when the devil is breathing down at her neck? ♰ "𝐖-𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞."