Everly Coleman starts freshman year with three very simple goals: Pass psychology. Make friends. Don't lose her mind sharing a dorm with a random guy. Then Jackson Bennett walks in. Jackson's annoyingly good at football, fully aware of it too, and somehow treats getting on Everly's nerves like it's a competitive sport. He steals her snacks, teases her constantly, and keeps acting like barging into her life is completely normal. Which would already be bad enough on its own. Unfortunately, Everly's older brother Logan absolutely hates him. Now Everly's dealing with football practices, dorm room arguments over popcorn, late-night conversations that are becoming a little too personal, and an entire football team way too invested in her love life. It's fine. Probably.

Dark Romance! I was betrothed to a man the world feared. Victor Volkov, the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva. A man carved from control and violence, who ruled with silence and destroyed without hesitation. This marriage was never meant to be love. It was an alliance. Power bound in blood and signatures. And I was the price. Men like him don't love. They take. They cage. They own. From the moment I stepped into his world, I knew one thing: I would never be free again. Because Victor doesn't let go of what belongs to him. But what he doesn't know... is that I didn't walk into his life as a victim. I came with a mind sharp enough to study the monster who thinks he's untouchable. He watches me like I'm something fragile. Something to break. Something to keep locked away from the world. And sometimes... I let him think that. But every glance I steal, every word I choose, every silence I hold... I'm learning him. Unraveling him. And the more I do... the more dangerous he becomes. Because Victor Volkov is starting to change. His control is slipping in ways no one else can see. His patience is wearing thin. And his obsession with me... is turning into something darker. Something possessive. Something that borders on madness. He doesn't just want me. He wants to own me. Body. Mind. Soul. And the terrifying part? A part of me... doesn't want to escape. Because the deeper I fall into his world of power, sin, and control. The more I realize... I was never meant to survive him. I was meant to become his.

Leila Wilson never imagined that a single night at a frat party would change her life forever. Quiet, reserved, and more comfortable with a book than in the chaotic swirl of party life, she's never been the type to take risks-until she meets Jesci Krookes. Jesci is everything Leila isn't: bold, brooding, and irresistibly dangerous. With his dark past, tattoos, and love for fast motorbikes and cars, he's the kind of guy who should set off alarm bells. But instead, he awakens something in Leila that she never knew existed-a desire to break free from her carefully controlled world. As their lives collide, Leila finds herself drawn into Jesci's complicated world, where every day is a new adventure and every moment with him feels like standing on the edge of a cliff. As secrets are revealed and their bond grows deeper, Leila must decide if she's ready to take the ultimate plunge into the unknown-or if the cost of loving him will be too high. "Him" is a story of love, passion, and the power of finding yourself in the most unexpected places. Perfect for fans of romantic drama with a thrilling twist.

[18+] | smut warning "You're younger." "Doesn't change the fact that you are dripping wet for me." She said it was wrong. He proved it felt too good to care. He's her best friend's cousin. Sleeps across the hallway. Two years younger, and still knows how to make her bend. Moan. Beg. "Truth or dare?" he asks. "Dare." "Then don't make a sound while I fuck you." She said she wouldn't fall. But when his hand wraps around her throat and he growls, "I don't care who touched you before. You're mine now." She breaks.

[Book #2 in the Nystrom series] [18+TW: mature content, heavy topics, language] I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the book as I chuckle and trace the lip print with my finger. I smile at the marks, I wanted him to be mine as much as I was his. The marks reflect that. He raises his eyebrows as soon as his eyes land on mine. "Oh?" His voice is hoarse and low when he murmurs, "You like them?" "I do, they look pretty good on you." I admit, gazing up at him when I see him smirk and I wonder what he is thinking about, but when he grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap, my question is already resolved. "Why don't you take some pictures then, love?" εꨄ︎з 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, the psychopath. With a twisted mind and a broken past, Amaya tries to slip away from her mother's controlling grip. She's given a task that could finally set her free; Get information about the people who assassinated her clan, and kill their leader; Rowan Adams. It was supposed to be easy. Quick. She never expected him to be the key to all her hidden secrets. 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒, the murderer. Under all the sarcastic comments, a fractured man lies beneath. His hands tainted with blood, and memories fractured with death. That is, until her. She throws his life entirely off course, a random girl yet hauntingly familiar in his eyes. Now, he'd twist a knife into his heart just to prove his loyalty to her. εꨄ︎з STARTED: July 2022 FINISHED: April 2023

There is nothing more beautiful than watching an innocent angel fall apart at my sinful actions. I'm going to ruin her. •••• "You know," she whispers, "Everyone would be disgusted by the things I would let you do to me." I smirk. She's made for me. "Tell me," I said, "Tell me what you would let me do." I rub my thumbs across her cheeks. She grins up at me, looking so fucking pleased with herself. "Can I show you instead?" -------- Amorette Ávila is just trying to support her family and make something of her life. She meets a man who changes her perception of all things. Augustine Eros is a dangerous man, one who kills and controls crime, and that scares her. She wants to look out for her brother, but that only leads her closer to the man she fears. However, he finds something in her he's never found before, and he's addicted. She sees through his rough facade, and her curiosity seems to drive her interest. She's an angel to him, and he thrives off of it. She is his drug, and he wants to overdose on her.

Part 2 of the Duet

We always wanted what we couldn't have. "Tell me you didn't feel anything," he pleaded. It was as if he was begging not to feel anything. How could I not feel anything towards him? "Truth or Lie," I whispered afraid to open my eyes. ------------------------------ (COMPLETED) There were rules. Well, just one really. Kennedy Parker was off-limits to her and her twin brother Liam's friends. Still she can't help but feel something for the boy next door Cal McCormick. Who just so happens to be her brother's best friend. Something happened over the summer that changed the way Cal sees Kennedy too. It's Junior year. All Kennedy wants to do is continue to be the best swim team captain, stay top of her class, and maintain a social life. Will the boy next door and her looming past be distractions? Can they keep their feelings at bay or will they sink into the deep end?

Can you damage someone beyond repair? Luca plays his role as the loyal underboss. Violent, lethal, flawless. The lapdog, the starboy. On the surface, he maintains his facade of smirks and casual charm, but beneath the mask, thereʼs a profound darkness, a relentless memory of the girl who shattered his heart years ago. Soft, innocent, naive---sheʼs the last thing he needs... yet the only thing heʼs ever wanted. When trouble drags Wren back to New Yorkʼs underworld, she has no choice but to face the past she never outran. She never stopped yearning for the boy who lit up her world seven years ago, the only person who ever made her feel truly alive. Fate throws them back into the same orbit, but can they survive the wreck of their past?

"I'd do anything for her. I would kill every last fucking person on this planet, if she asked me to. And I wouldn't even question her about it. All she had to do was ask." - Zayn Banks