Iliana Katrakis couldn't care less about the will of the gods, and she's certain they feel the same way about her. After all, it's rare for the god-touched to live normal lives--and that's all she wants. Having spent the last three years aboard the merchant ship Airlea, Iliana couldn't be happier. Sure, her best friend Kain is the only one who knows she's a girl, but it's a good life. The work is simple, and her shipmates are the closest thing to a family she has. Fate, however, is not on her side. A storm tosses the Airlea wildly off course. Within the day, she's stranded, alone and injured, on a foggy island known only as Inna's Cove. She's given a choice: become one of the islands' goddess blessed sirens and rescue her best friend, or take her chance with the monster-infested woods. The choice seems obvious. That is, until the mercenaries arrive. Their captain wants a siren--and not even the threat of the goddess' wrath will change his mind. **Cover by Morana

Book 1 in the 'Royal Warrior' Series A world on the brink of destruction, one warrior must find the strength to face her greatest challenge yet. When Lyra, a skilled fighter, is suddenly transported to a magical realm filled with danger and wonder, she knows that she must find a way back home before it's too late. But the path ahead is treacherous, and Lyra must overcome new hardships and obstacles at every turn. In this epic tale of romance, adventure, and fantasy, Lyra discovers that the true strength she seeks comes not from her sword, but from within herself. Filled with magic, danger, and the healing power of self-discovery.

A pacifist with a war god trapped in her bones must decide between stirring her demons or watching her allies and enemies unite against her. ***** When Queen Nomvula finds herself threatened by a reckless prince, she's cornered into navigating a battle that will devastate the region, and her clan, should it escalate. Worse, someone knows about her deadly secret, and where its bloody trail eventually ends. Staying ahead of her enemies means risking her land, her values, and even her children, all while keeping the war god inside her from takings matters into its own hands.

In a world where people are followed by animals that reflect their personality, Taylor is devastated when she starts being followed by companions of the creepy crawly variety. As her passionate science teacher's annual companion showcase rapidly approaches, Taylor's mind is abuzz with anxiety about what her newfound companions mean about who she is.

Uyai(Beauty) had always been ashamed of her gangly figure, she was too tall for her age with no curves whatsoever and in a village where curvy was considered beautiful and skinny ugly, she has to face the brunt of being the only lady in her village with no meat on her bones, something her sister Affiong was richly blessed with. Because of her sister's beauty, Uyai plays matchmaker to help two young men both seemingly in love with her sister. One plays a fast game and succeeds in making Affiong fall for him and the aftermath causes Uyai to play elder sister. Uyai escort her sister who had been ordered to leave home to the city of Calabar where her new life begins as chains of events occurs. It's here she discovers the true meaning of her name.

No one knows her name. No one dares ask. They only speak of the eyes-two different colors, rare and chilling. A mark of death. Of vengeance. A whisper in the underworld: "She doesn't miss. She doesn't hesitate. She doesn't feel." She walks alone through Moscow's back alleys, blood on her boots, the faintest scent of smoke trailing her long black coat. She'd slit a man's throat two minutes ago. Didn't blink. Didn't speak. Just turned and vanished. She's nineteen. But the world thinks she's a myth. And maybe she is. Maybe something broke inside her when she was five years old. When the Russians took her. When they burned her home into memory and carved out the little girl who used to sing lullabies on her grandfather's lap. Now? Now she dreams in flashes. A golden sun. A woman's perfume. Laughter in Italian. Five shadows taller than her, arms wide open. Names, always at the edge of her tongue-but never there. She remembers their faces. And she remembers the man who stole her life. Viktor Ovalov. The Russian leader. The man who turned her into a weapon. He doesn't know she's coming. But she'll show him. She'll make him bleed for every scar he left on her skin. For every scream he buried in her throat. She presses a gloved hand to the glass window of an abandoned apartment. Her reflection stares back-impossibly beautiful, heartbreakingly cold. Eyes covered with dull brown lenses. She's ashamed of what makes her different. Even now, she hides the heterochromia behind colored contacts. Just one more mask to wear. But behind those eyes, behind the silence-she remembers. This isn't a story of sunshine and fairytales. Not a story where she just 'heals' and gets her sunshine personality back. No this is a story where she learns to live again and not just exist or survive. This isn't about healing, it's about living again, revenge and living through your pain. Tw:bittersweet ending Pictures are not mine. So the credit goes to their respective owners.

After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Brimmy Somell decides to take a little...vacation. Little does she know, it turns out to be much more permanent than she had originally thought. After meeting tall, sexy, and mysterious Marcello Pietro, Brimmy finds herself having to make a life-changing decision and putting herself in a dangerous position she'd never imagined to be in. °•°●°•°●°•°●°•° "I love you." He says with no hesitation. It takes a moment for my hazy mind to catch up. I'm still in a daze, mesmerized by his perfections, and the deep dimple set in his cheek. I blink, "What?" "Don't make me say it again." He says, sounding frustrated, but I catch the hint of embarassment in his voice as he runs his hand through his hair and takes a step back. I grab a hold of the neckline to his shirt and yank him back within close proximity of me. "What if I want you to say it again?" I ask, studying his eyes. "Isn't it enough that I said it once?" He scowls, trying to pull back, but I restrain him from doing so. "Nope. Just say it one more time and I'll be satisfied." I state bravely, feeling a boost of confidence I didn't have earlier. He glances down, then looks back up into my eyes, allowing me to spot the vulnerability and uncertainty he feels. "I love you." He says, putting more strength in his voice than he looks to have. I grin, pulling him in for a kiss, but right before I do, I say the one phrase that will seal my fate, "I love you too, big, bad mafia boss." ••••• The story may be rough but the comment section makes up for it. ••••• Word count: 51,173 ••••• Written and published 2018-2019

She runs a luxury beauty lounge. He runs routes in the NFL. When soleia Carter and Jeremiah smith cross paths, neither is looking for love - but the chemistry? Instant. She's not impressed by status. He's tired of women chasing his name. But the more they collide, the harder it gets to stay in their own lanes. Because some games aren't played on the field... and hearts don't always follow the rules. 🥇#1 in athlete 🥇#1 in latto 🥇#1 in black fiction 🥇#1 in Atlanta 🥇#1 in entrepreneur 🥇#1 in Jeremiah smith 🥈#2 in romance fiction #4 in urban fiction

"You're annoying. I just gave a speech to you about trying to get me in bed and now here you are fucking staring at my ass." I shouted at him, he smirked while staring into my eyes. His stare made my feet feel like jello. "Asshole." I kept on walking. I was pushed up against the wall. "What did you just call me?" He pulled out his gun pressing it in my side, "I said asshole." I heard him groan. He looked down to see my knife pressed up against him. He looked back up at me. "What is going on here?" We heard the door open. Pushing ourselves off each other we quickly hid our weapons. I looked up to see Matvey staring at us. "Nothing. We were just exploring." ***** Annika Balakin, at a young age she had a normal life. With the sudden death of her mother, she was moved back to her mother's home country. Years have passed, treated unfairly and abused. Hurt and broken her mother's past was then facing her, a past she didn't know existed. Luka Stepanov is a mafia boss who was thrown into the world of blood and guns at a very young age. Feared among everyone, he runs the biggest mafia with a deep secret that could make his people turn against him. They say a broken heart can never be fixed, but can they? When two damaged souls meet will they be able to heal the other? What happens when family, secrets, the past and the death of her mother all come back adding up to something bigger. Will it change her life forever?

I ... I didn't even knew I was going to marry him till yesterday. I have no way to go now. I can't be stuck in loveless marriage, I can never marry a person who doesn't love me. I don't love him either. There is no point of this arrangement. How even he managed to get me here all dressed up anyways? My legs stuck to the ground as I was in front of him, He is a Ruthless man, he never ever can be kind. He barely speaks, No one speaks good about him. How can I marry a person as Him? I noticed he had a glance at me as my father was about to pass him my hand. What am I doing? Am I ready to let this happen to me? My feet moved back, I saw sudden change in his eyes. I had a glance at my Dad and Mom. My Elder brother Isaac who was standing there beside my Mom. My eyes went to Riccardo as he called my name, "Cherish ..." I got shivers. I took a few steps back, at this point everyone was looking at me. Riccardo looks me with some kind of betrayed feeling. Now or never..... THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLET, ABUSIVE SCENES AND LANGUAGE.... PLEASE IGNORE IF YOU CAN NOT HANDLE IT All copyrights are reserved