Alpha of the Darks, Vince, imprints on Nya but keeps it a secret. Excerpt Vince was resting in bed running the day's events through his mind when his heightened sense of hearing was alerted to the sound of ruffling sheets. Little feet hit the ground telling him it was a female and the odd placement of footsteps lets him know it wasn't Malina. He rises and when he widens his bedroom door Nya's scent flooded through his nostrils. He clears his throat instinctively and follows the smell into the hall. There he finds her coming straight towards him. He was surprised she was up this soon. She should have been out until the morning at least. Her foot was healed and her clothes were changed from earlier. She was now wearing a fitted cotton t-shirt, soft plaid shorts, and her hair was tied up in a messy bun. "What are you doing?" He folds his arms and angles his brows. She keeps her same pace beelined to him. Never, has he ever had the thought of taking a step back when being approached; until now that is. He hesitated. He firmly refused to let anything make him back down. This was his house, his rules, and she had no power over him. His focus inadvertently fell to her breast that lacked cover from a bra, and then to her smooth thighs, and like he has absolutely no control, to her toned calves. She was a foot away when the moon's glow from the skylight illuminated her face. His heart skipped a beat. It had never done that before. Then his train of thought went right off the tracks. He didn't realize how thick her lashes were, or how perfectly red her lips were stained. Where earlier she was pale, she now had a flushed pink color. The darkness from under her eyes was gone and her cheeks were slightly fuller too. He blinks away his unwanted thoughts when she stops inches from him. With a neutral gaze, an expressionless expression almost, she makes a sudden turn and goes around him. "What the f**k?" She was sleepwalking he registered.

Violet, the new teenage secretary at a law firm, falls in love with her boss.

"𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚..." | | MATURE CONTENT 18+ | | ''You want to test mе Grace?'' he mumbled, moving dangerously close to me. I can smell his cologne on my skin, making me hold my breath as I stare at his cold green eyes, crashing my soul in two. ''Try me and I'll gladly fuck you in front of your precious brother, right here, right now and I'll enjoy every fucking second of it'' "It's up to you Grace'' he drawled with an amused tone ''Are you sure you want to play this game with me?'' • • • Started: 22 July 2021 Finished: 5 October 2022

'"Who the fuck do you think you are?" I yell, tears bubbling around my waterline. The masked man stops, his body freezes, his back to me and his hand hovering above the door. My feet are planted firmly on the ground, numb legs full of icy cold blood and stiff bones. I stand thirty feet from him, close enough for him to hear my shaking voice, close enough for him to feel my nerves, all the feelings flooding my body, but far enough as to keep a distance between us, a gap of time for me to run. The man turns, his emotionless mask facing me. That cold, taught face. I hate this, the fact he has that factor to his advantage. To him, I am Sofia. I'm a twenty year old who goes to university and lives in New York. I'm Italian and American, I have dark brown eyes and curly hair. He knows my voice and my face, my body, my style. He knows my friends, my address. He knows all there is to know about me from the surface level. And I? I know not a single thing about him. He has no name nor face. I can't see the shape of his body besides his height. He is no one, there is nothing I can say about him. He has the upper ground, he is winning.' Nineteen year old Sofia Bianchi's life long bodyguard retires from his position, meaning one thing for the girl- a replacement. The new pain in Sofia's ass takes its form in a tall, hot headed Russian- Nikolai, who has only one objective in mind: protect his boss' daughter. Feelings get lost within professionalism, and with the rapidly growing threat of an obsessive stalker hot on Sofia's tail, it's only a matter of time before something goes terribly wrong.

Strong-willed, badass and bounded by the chains of an arranged marriage, Isabela Arias dreams of the freedom to live and love as she chooses. Being sold to the Italian mafia wasn't exactly on Isabela's to do list... As she's forced to navigate the ropes of her new lifestyle, she must also resist the urge for her brooding, stoic bodyguard. Her forbidden fruit. Her sin. Her death sentence. -- Guarding a stubborn, fierce princess wasn't a part of Julian's game plan, but life always like to throw hiccups in your path. While Julian intended to only guard the princess, he soon is forced to hide the desires for a woman he can't have. His boss's fiancé. Soon to be Queen. Unexpected and forbidden, falling for her seals his own demise... is true love truly the greater of all evils? Or does duty always win?

*In the process of being rewritten* Dad's best friend... Coming home from break and is met with an older man that introduce her to a new world and things about herself she never knew. She shouldn't be with him for so many reasons, but will she give into temptation? I hope you enjoy! Started: February 8, 2023 Finished:

Celeste's life was fairly normal. She had popular friends, a loving mother, and a crush. She had everything she could want. At least, she thought she did until a man with beautiful green eyes stepped into her life. He was an enigma she wanted to solve. He could be the answer to her prayers - the only person who could tell her why a scarred man kept attacking her. She had no idea this man was her mate. And that he had been waiting for her. {You can read ahead on Patreon. Head over to my profile page to click on the link.}

Reya, a twenty three year old werewolf huntress faces her worst nightmare on her first hunt- discovering she's mated to the very creature she's supposed to despise and kill. Werewolves are plagued with a curse. They weaken every six months, giving the humans a fair shot at hunting them down. With Reya's own colony at her throat, and threatening to kill the very man she's destined to love, she's faced with a decision- turn on her own kind for the sake of her soulmate, or be killed along with him.

"You seriously thought that you will jump from the window and escape?" "Yes." "Tsk. Tsk. That's so sad, but I guess you didn't think that you'd land straight on my back, didn't you?" My breath hitched when I heard the gun click in the darkness. "N-No. I didn't." ------------------------------------------------------------- Amelia had everything planned in her life; Graduate highschool with her friends, get a degree from the community college and open her dream restaurant, but her plans came crashing down when a short walk to her friend's house for a sleepover turned into her worst nightmare. Thrown into a world full of guns, blood and drugs, she gets kidnapped, sold and shipped to another country in less than 24 hours. . . . . . Leonardo Agostini doesn't care about anything. Being the heir of Italian mafia, he has the power, looks and women at his feet. With his father on the verge of retirement, he determines to have the whole mafia at his feet as soon as he takes over. But what would happen when a woman actually falls on top of him instead of his feet? [AMBY AWARDS 2022 WINNER - HUMOR CATEGORY] [Featured in @humor profile - Isn't it romatically funny?] [Featured in @humor profile - Dark Comedy] #1 in HUMOR!! (30/11/2020) #1 in ESCAPE!! (02/12/2020) #1 in RUNNING!! (03/12/2020) #1 in FUNNY!! (23/11/2021) #4 in MAFIA!! (19/11/2022) #24 in ROMANCE!! (21/11/2022)

She belongs to him. He lives for her. He breathe for her. He waited for her, and now that she's here . He not going to let her off his arms. "You reek of him." For a moment, I was left breathless, and my stomach erupted with colourful butterflies. His voice wasn't the kind that was smooth, sweet, and melodious. It was the kind that was harsh, hard, and rough, it was raspy in a way that has bass at the end. As cliché as this may sound, it was pleasing to my ears like a dull lullaby. I swear I could listen to him talk all day. Until his words registered in my brain, and I was like, "What?" I frowned at him. "And I don't like it." I saw his tongue flog the rooftop of his mouth. "I don't like it when other males have their scent on you." At this point, I began wondering what he was talking about and who he was talking to, because I am certain it was not me. I know I have a funny look on, since I was inwardly doing the same. "Luna, I believe you're the one I'm talking to. Show me, where did he touch you." Oh, how I want to sigh dreamingly, there's something about the way he speaks that makes my insides giddy. Wait, What? "How did you know my middle name?" I asked. "Show me where he touched you because I'm seconds away from going out there and snapping his neck." He growled, like the animalistic kind of growl. I somehow knew he wasn't kidding, and I'm not about to take his warnings for play. "Here," I told him, putting my right hand on the table, he was quick to take my hand in his grasp. I watched in surprise, while my face burned in embarrassment when he started rubbing his against my hand in a possessive way. "Mine!" He claims, now we all agree that I'm not crazy. "You're mine, mine only." He affirms. "Go home, darling, and make sure to stay away from those males." He stood up and left like nothing happened, leaving me to stare after his retreating back dumbfounded. This date is a total disaster.