Set in 1900 - Haven; a place of safety or refuge - He gave her a place to hideaway and find comfort. She gave him the love he didn't think he needed. Under the bond of holy matrimony, they find haven in one another, and ultimately haven in Christ. - Book two of the Song of Solomon Collection, a Christian romance collection with love, pure intimacy, and Christ. A clean read for all to enjoy, minimal-no language, no sex, only love. This story is inspired by Song of Solomon 2:3-6, "Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the young men. In his shade I took great delight and sat down, And his fruit was sweet to my taste. He has brought me to his banquet hall, And his banner over me is love. Sustain me with raisin cakes, Refresh me with apples, Because I am lovesick. Let his left hand be under my head And his right hand embrace me." Published: October 24. 2022 Completed: February 3, 2023

The beautiful angel walks up to me and looks at me lovingly. A year ago, I would have been disgusted but now his gaze was doing things to me, things I didn't want, FEELINGS I wasn't ready for. My knees buckle under the gaze of his beautiful golden eyes. He smiles and at this point, he's standing right in front of me, so close he could probably hear my heart beating so erratically in my chest. Thump-thump He lifts his hand and touches my cheek oh so softly, his thumb brushing against my jawline. I let out a breath at the amazing feeling, Thump THUMP sparks flying through my skin. He smells like honey. He leans in my ear THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP and whispers, "Don't you even think about rejecting me". I look at him in shock, how is this being of goodness, of grace, looking at me with an emotion so rare for his kind to look at my kind with.... LOVE. He smirks and blushes at my reaction to him and his eyes brighten in delight, his eyes then trail to my lips, and his thumb brushes across them, I let out a shudder. "You are mine and I am yours forever, you are my destiny" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Twin schools, the school for angels, and the school for ravagers have been founded to train future generations to kill demons. Angels run heaven and hell while ravagers hunt demons. What happens when a good-natured angel boy falls in love with a ravager despite her rash nature?

"Look at me" He caresses my chin "Look into my eyes and see the truth, don't shy away from me, face my feelings and accept them. You already know." He breathes out. "You already know how much I love you" - -∞--∞--∞ A story about a girl who dreams of a man. A vampire king who visits a beautiful girl in her dreams. Who would have known her dreams would come true. She was to be a queen.

[ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄 ] " Roxine," she whispered breathily. I grinned softly, " Yes?, Do you have something to say, Miss Rhoades." I traced my nose up her jaw jawline. " You're too close," her hands rested on my cold chest. " First rule of caregiving, you must be closer to your patients, correct me if I'm wrong, Miss Rhoades" Lana Rhoades chose to work as caregiver in other to save money for college. When she's assigned her first job, at the luxurious Campbello Mansion, she expected a wrinkled up sweet old man, only to be welcomed to care for Roxine Campbello, a fifty years man whose temper penetrates the roof. It's not like Lana's runny mouth was gonna keep shut about it.

Blurb: Detective Layla Owens, after shooting a perp during a drug raid, was placed on mandatory administrative leave, with an "extended vacation" according to her old-fashioned captain and lieutenant. An "extended vacation" to think about her position and all the "things" she could do to make the problem "disappear." Apparently catching the bad guy and shooting a drug dealer meant you had a problem-if you were a female cop. Disgusted by the captain's obvious lust for her body, Layla took the leave and hightailed it to Montana. But once there, Layla didn't expect to run in to someone far more dangerous to her body than criminals or the Maryland PD: Chase Daniels. Chase Daniels had been around long enough to know that good women don't just fall in your lap. Women desired him, and he didn't have to run after any woman-except the day Layla Owens showed up at Stone Ridge. From the moment Chase saw her, all bets were off, and he couldn't wait to let this detective to frisk him! Why didn't she drool over him or at least try to get his attention? Chase isn't used to being the one doing the chasing, but he will pursue the elusive but captivating Layla all up and through Montana just to make her his.

When 27-year-old Kai Jefferson finds a little girl named Sofia being kidnapped by a group of mafia men, she immediately risks her life for the child. She takes the child under her care and protects her against the men, successfully escaping from harm's way. She later finds out that the little girl's father is Dante Moretti, the Don of the Italian mafia and Sofia is now attached to her. He kidnaps her to protect her from his enemies who are now after her. What happens when Kai is forced to live among the mafia boss and care for his child? Will she do it? Or will she run?

Yasmin and Kolenka were childhood best friends. One night, Kol disappeared, leaving Yasmin lost and confused. Almost ten years later, Kol appears out of nowhere wanting back into Yasmin's life, like nothing ever happened. As he does his best to get back close with her, he struggles with being honest about his new life. How will Yasmin react when Kolenka comes back into her life? What secrets is Kolenka keeping from Yasmin? Read to find out.

Evangeline never planned on falling in love with a man like Rome Carter, powerful, guarded, and haunted by a past the world refuses to forget. What begins as a slow, intoxicating romance quickly collides with secrets, legacy, and the kind of love that demands sacrifice. Just when he finally believes he's built something pure with Evangeline, his past resurfaces in the most devastating way, threatening everything they've fought for. Caught between desire and fear, Evangeline must decide how much heartbreak she's willing to endure for a man who promises forever... but comes with storms attached. Because loving Rome means understanding one brutal truth: "You will have my name one day, but before that, I will protect you from everything I couldn't protect myself from." #1 in Dominance #11 in Young Adult #1 in General

**re-editing and changing some parts I will slowly update the chapters I fix**** This story follows the 22~ years old Zara Nizerimana, a charming young African woman looking to find happiness for herself after losing her family in a house fire when she was 14 and being left with her scary, drunk, and mild abusive father until she was 18. Her life takes a different route when she meets her new boss Roman Rossi the 30~year old cold killer and assassin who's the boss of the top ruthless Italian mafia family, he takes a liking to her when he's 5 and 1 years old daughters become very found of her right away. Can he keep them safe when his family's trouble and their past follow them? {bwwm} Started- May 9th 20222 Ended- August 1st 2022

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."