Nyomi isn't that quiet, overlooked girl anymore. She's grown. Confident. Unapologetically in her body-and finally ready to stop running from what she wants. And what she wants? Devin Rogers. The same boy who spent years chasing her attention... is now a rising fashion designer with a brand, a vision-and a dangerous kind of patience. When Devin asks Nyomi to model for him and become the face of his brand, it's supposed to be business. Clean. Simple. Professional. But nothing about the way he looks at her is professional. Nothing about the way he touches her is accidental. And nothing about the tension between them is safe. Because Devin doesn't flirt-he waits. And Nyomi doesn't chase-she tests. Until the line between control and desire disappears completely. Now it's not about if they'll cross it... It's about who's going to break first.

Yuri has always been told she's too emotional, too sensitive, too much. In her own family, her feelings never mattered-only her money did. But everything changes when she meets a family who sees her for who she really is. They embrace her, protect her, and refuse to let her forget that she matters. In their world, love, loyalty, and trust aren't just words-they're a way of life. And for Yuri, that world is about to turn everything she thought she knew upside down.

After wrapping fall semester of her junior year in college, Kodi Washington plans to join her lifelong friends for a winter getaway in Toronto, Ontario. As they escape the stress of finals, Kodi discovers a betrayal by Psalm Atwood , her high school flame, that leaves her questioning her place in their close-knit group. Despite trying to focus on the holiday fun, old emotions resurface, and the former couple finds themselves crossing boundaries that risk their friendships. Amidst the snowy backdrop, Kodi must decide if the spirit of the holidays is enough to help her navigate these difficult feelings.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥

"i don't regret, just pretend shit never happened"

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𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 . 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗱𝘆

"You keep calling me tesoro," I said quietly. "Like I belong to you." He didn't look at me this time. "Right now," he replied, "you're the reason I'm still breathing." "That's not the same thing." A slow smile touched his mouth. Not kind. Not soft. "Doesn't have to be." The road blurred past the windows. My pulse refused to settle. "You ever feel bad about this?" I asked. "About taking someone who didn't ask to be dragged into your mess?" He finally glanced at me, eyes sharp, assessing. "Every day." I waited. "And?" "And I do it anyway." Silence pressed down on us. "You scare me," I admitted. His gaze dipped, just briefly, to my throat. My mouth. "Good," he said. "Means you're paying attention." My breath hitched. "Is this part of the job?" "No." His voice dropped. "That's the problem." I swallowed. "Then stop looking at me like that." He leaned closer, close enough that I could smell smoke and metal on him. Close enough that my instincts screamed. "Like what?" he asked. "Like you're deciding something." He held my stare, unbothered. "I already chose," he said. "I'm just letting you catch up."

𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐱𝐛