Jane Sinclair runs the family bookshop, lives above it in contented independence, and has spent the past year building a careful conviction: that the newly arrived village doctor - starchy and correct with everyone else - is entirely different with her, and that the difference means something. Dr. Thomas Langley likes Jane enormously. He simply hasn't worked out yet what enormously actually means. She's warm, outgoing, and likes to argue - nothing at all like the composed, correct sort of woman he's always assumed he was meant to end up with. So when a beautiful, well-connected socialite arrives in the village for the summer, looking like everything he supposedly wants, Thomas is intrigued -- and Jane begins to think she may have misjudged her handsome village doctor.

In the quiet corner of my heart, he was my forever. He was my shadow, my secret keeper, my unspoken promise the boy who whispered "always" under starlit skies and made me believe in a love that could weather anything. Our trio with vivacious best friend Cecilia felt unbreakable. Until the day Caleb vanished without a word. No goodbye. No explanation. Just a space where my entire world used to be. For four agonizing years, I pieced myself together from the shards he left behind, carrying the ghost of his touch and the unanswered questions that haunted my sleepless nights. Then, in the glittering ballroom of a luxury hotel, fate delivers the cruelest twist: Caleb-older, devastatingly handsome, slipping a ring on the finger of one person who knew what he meant to me. Watching him get engaged to another woman hurt me, but realizing that the other woman was the same woman on whose shoulder I had cried multiple times destroyed me. But I would kill myself before I let them see the wreckage of my ruins. So instead of walking away quietly, I moved toward them. Plastering a smile on my lips, I lifted my wine glass and congratulated them. Congratulated myself because for years my heart was in his captivity and in this moment he had finally set it free. The exact moment I stopped loving Caleb Montaign. Now to me he was somebody I used to know. Three hearts, one forbidden Love

If you love the epic worldbuilding of 𝘓𝘖𝘛𝘙, the dark intrigue of 𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴, the monster-hunting grit of 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳, and the soul-deep romance of 𝘖𝘶𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, then this story is for you. --------------------------------- He's a battle-hardened knight; she's from the modern world. He survived horrors; she was shielded from them. His body and soul bear scars, but she still believes in wonders. He seeks redemption and peace, and she craves true love. Forgotten forests, cursed kingdoms, and a bond neither of them chose. Together, they must face ancient evils, unravel lost magic, and survive enemies in both shadow and light. Discover if love can truly banish the darkness in this thrilling, emotional tale! ⚔︎⚔︎⚔︎⚔︎⚔︎⚔︎⚔︎⚔︎⚔︎ "Omg... I've never been so invested in a story!" "The story is so captivating and engaging that I couldn't put it down." "The characters are incredibly well-developed!" "It reminds me of Tolkien's lost kingdoms and the mysterious allure of Arthurian and Celtic legends." *********************** 🏆 The Cliffhanger Queen by The Hidden Gem Awards 2024 ************************ 💎 FEATURED ON: @WackyWriters - "Our Judges' Favorites" @Romance - "Slow Burn" and "The Para-Romantasy Experience" @Fantasy - "Dark Fantasy" and "Serialized Spotlight" @highfantasy - "Fair Verona - Romantic Fantasy" @Ambassadors - "Para-Romantasy" @DaturaCommunity - "The Lavender | Fantasy" *********************** Highest Rankings: 🌟 #1 in Medieval Fantasy - 14/03/2025 🌟 #2 in Portal Fantasy - 05/11/2024 🌟 #2 in Gothic - 09/12/2025 🌟 #3 in Medieval - 02/12/2024 🌟 #4 in High Fantasy - 05/08/2024

Before He Chose Me Louis loved Violet first. Everyone knew it. She was his soulmate, his future, the woman he was supposed to marry. He had already bought the ring and planned the life they would build together. But before he could ask her to spend forever with him, Violet disappeared without a trace. Months passed. Searches ended. Hope faded. And Louis was left with nothing but grief and the memory of the woman he lost. Isabelle was the only person who understood his pain. She had lost her best friend too, and somewhere between shared heartbreak and lonely nights, they became each other's comfort. When Isabelle discovered she was pregnant, Louis did what he believed was right. He married her. For three years, Isabelle built a life around a love she desperately wanted to believe was real. They had a home. They had a daughter. They had moments where she thought he loved her fully now. He did love her,but not in way she wanted. He loved her halfly,while the other was till with Violet. Then Violet came home. Alive. Changed. And still carrying the heart Louis thought he had buried. Now Isabelle must face the truth she always feared: she was never the woman Louis chose first. But this time, she has a choice of her own. She can keep fighting for a love that was built from someone else's absence... Or she can finally choose herself.

1st book in the 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 🂡 This is a man's world... 🃑 In a room with vinyl spinning Sinatra, hand-rolled cigars on the table, and blood on the expensive carpet, the woman scrubbing it off would be the reason it spilled at first. La famiglia Battaglia seals deals with violence, stacks chips, and spurs fear. The Patriarch waxes old, but danger adds youth to his days. His eldest son plays wolf but forgets to clean his fangs. His middle son plays a fool but slices necks with a playing card. The youngest? Can't tell a spark from fire. They make up the core of the house, filled with men and ruled by men. The Battaglia women pour drinks, stock up on Chanel No. 5, and zip their lips with vintage rouge. They do not sit at the table surrounded by the men- where's the gossip? They sit at private luncheons and horse rides. The woman scrubbing the floor doesn't matter. She was hired to care for the patriarch, cook dinner for the men, and be another body to ignore. But she watched transactions, learnt routes, how the men breathe, even pulled off her panties for the middle son, not to be loved, but to break boredom. Suddenly, when jokingly asked her opinion on an issue, she responds...and the men straighten up. They clutch their bullets tightly as she stands beside the patriarch. Little comments here, thrown daggers there, the men watch, follow, and hit many targets, all because of...a woman. Rival families catch the scent of the change with La famiglia Battaglia: smooth successes, good hits, deadly reputation. That's dangerous, and that gets attention. Now the woman who's supposed to ensure the Don takes his meds is busy packing magazines. Too bad, too late, too deep to say goodbye. This isn't about power or falling into the shackles of love. It's about what happens when the most ruthless family in New York realizes their biggest threat isn't holding a gun. She's holding a mop. Literally.

W H I T E O U T ❅ The contract was simple: Two weeks. Two hundred grand. Don't fall in love. For 𝑱𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆, it's a desperate bid to survive her debt. For 𝑯𝒂𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓, the cold heir to a billion-dollar empire, it's just business. Play the adoring girlfriend for his family's winter retreat, take the money, and leave. Then a blizzard hits. Stranded entirely alone in a remote mountain estate, the icy boundaries between them melt into a bruising, suffocating heat. But when the snow clears and the contract expires, Joelle quickly learns a terrifying truth: Hadrian Sinclair doesn't let go of what's his. The phone lines are cut. The snowplow is sabotaged. The doors are locked. The blizzard is over, but Joelle's nightmare is just beginning. Because the only thing more dangerous than a man with a frozen heart, is the monster that wakes up when it thaws. ❅ "The contract has expired, Hadrian. The roads are clear. Let me go." His pale eyes dropped to my lips, his thumb tracing the pulse racing at my throat. "What roads, Joelle? It's still snowing. We're snowed in. We'll be snowed in forever."

𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗘𝗗𝗚𝗘 ❆ "Move, Carlisle." I kept my chin lifted, refusing to look away from the center of the ice. He didn't budge. Instead, a massive, bruised hand slammed flat against the cold glass beside my head, caging me in. The freezing air of the empty 2:00 AM arena suddenly felt suffocating. "You smile at everyone else like they hung the moon, Nadia," he murmured, his voice a low, vicious scrape. "But you look at me like I'm dirt." He leaned in, his chest brushing mine, his mouth stopping a breath away from my jaw. He left a smear of blood from his split lip on my pristine collar. "Keep looking at me like that," he whispered. "See what it makes me do." ⛸️ 𝑵𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 has one rule: absolute perfection. If she loses her figure skating scholarship, she loses everything. She doesn't have time for distractions, and she certainly doesn't have time for the suspended, feral enforcer of the university's hockey team who steals her late-night ice time. 𝑽𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒆 is the university's star but brutal hockey player. Comes from old-money roots, built for violence, and entirely unhinged. He's used to people either bowing to his wealth or cowering from his temper. But Nadia? She just rolls her eyes and tells him to get out of her way. That was her first mistake. Now, Vaughn isn't just taking up her rink. He's watching her. Stalking her. Discovering the secret, raw passions she hides from the world. And he's decided that her flawless, untouchable world is exactly what he wants to shatter, and he won't stop until every broken piece belongs to him.

State of Affairs ⚖︎ "You missed a talking point on page four, Governor," I said, sliding the briefing file across his heavy mahogany desk. Tennyson didn't look at the file. His dark eyes stayed locked on my mouth, completely devoid of the golden-man charm he'd just fed to a crowd of thousands. "Lock the door, Milan," he murmured, his voice low and exhausted. "You have a press briefing in ten minutes, sir. And your wife is waiting in the lobby." He stepped around the desk, invading my space until the scent of cedar and expensive bourbon swallowed me whole. His hand brushed my waist, his thumb pressing possessively against my hip. "I don't care," he breathed, his facade finally shattering. "Lock the damn door." 🏛️ To the world, 𝐆𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐬 is untouchable. He is the state's golden man, a devoted husband, and a man with a spotless reputation. Everyone worships the ground he walks on. Everyone except his executive assistant, 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐚. Milan has a strict two-year plan: survive the Governor's temper, secure her recommendation letter, and catch a one-way flight to Washington, D.C. Her job description: hand him his black coffee, fix his crooked ties, and treat the most powerful man in the state like a normal human being. But her immunity is exactly what breaks him. Behind the heavy oak doors of his office, Tennyson sheds his perfect mask. He is cynical, ruthless, and spiraling into a dark, desperate obsession with the only woman who doesn't want anything from him. He becomes addicted to her warmth and slowly to her. As late nights at the office blur into a secret arrangement, Milan thinks she has the situation under control. But she doesn't know that Tennyson's public life is a PR lie. She doesn't know that the Governor has absolutely no intention of letting her go. 'Cause what the Governor needs, the Governor gets.

"Why are you so cold to me?" Lo asked. She didn't understand it. This should be a blessing to them both. Tristan stopped at the threshold of the door. She could see his muscular form tense, his large hands clenched at his sides. A thick silence followed; it was almost suffocating. Lo felt as if she couldn't breathe. "I'm no colder to you than any other." He spoke without turning back. Lo felt like her heart was being slowly crushed. "But... we are-" Lo fumbled with her words. "Enough. You are a child; you can't possibly understand the complications of our situation." Tristan growled as he spun around. His dark green eyes met her crystal blues with a fierce look. "I... I don't understand. My mother said you would cherish me from the moment we met... until our dying days." Lo said as she felt the hot tears start to drip down her cheeks. She knew she was young and naive, but she was no child. She was nearly grown. "She was wrong. I'm already mated; I will not abandon her. My father wants you dead. I shouldn't have stopped him." Tristan said with an icy tone as he turned and slammed the door on the way out. Lo could barely get her breath. She felt crushed, and it was more than emotional. It felt like he had just wounded her soul.

When duties, promises, and the past ignore the will of one's heart, how far can you go before wavering on your knees? ~~~ When a woman is taken as the spoils of war, she realizes that the world she lived in was far darker than she imagined and the man who was supposed to be her savior might become the root of her undoing. Selena, a wolf with an untrained heart, is taken as a tribute by one of the most feared wolves in the Northern territories. Though she resists dipping her hands into the warm ocean of his arms, she is swept away by the tides of heartache as Nathaniel; her mate already has a girlfriend. She must escape her prison, promising herself that her tear would no longer drop for the void in her heart. ~•°•~ Status: Complete Start: March 21, 2021 End: December 23, 2021