"So tell me, Aoi - tell me, why do you, a person who doesn't even want to lift a sword, can make a strong man like me feel sick and weak without you?" "You annoy me, kiss me when you're not supposed to and always steal food. But you broke my walls down and made me fall, real hard, in love with you too." Inosuke is a short-tempered young man who grew up in the mountains. He learned about affection and love through his two best friends, Tanjiro and Zenitsu. The women he cared for in his life are dead. Aoi survived the Final Selection, but she thinks of herself as weak and incapable to defeat demons. In turn, she becomes a helper at the Butterfly Mansion and is always attending to the sick and injured. As he spends more time in the Butterfly Mansion, waiting for his best friends to wake up, Inosuke realizes that he gets drawn to Aoi. How is that possible? They fight all the time. "What are you looking at?" Aoi growls. "I use my eyes to look at whatever I want!" Later, seeing Kanao getting together with Tanjiro and Nezuko falling in love with Zenitsu; sometimes Inosuke wonders if a strong man like him doesn't need a woman. He is wrong. He isn't immune to love. Warning: Slow-burn romance. I depict realistic circumstances related to the age of characters, historical period and their respective personalities. [p/s: This story takes place after the defeat of Muzan. The male main characters and the girls are already seventeen. The universe is still exclusively following the manga/anime. Non-manga readers, you have been warned]

COMPLETED. It was a day just like any other, until a stranger jumps into Emily's car and puts a gun to her head. She doesn't know what to do, but as she drives she begins to realize that maybe the handsome stranger beside her isn't some hardened criminal. Maybe he's a decent guy who's in over his head. Tom has no idea what he's doing. He's never hurt anyone before, but he's desperate and the attractive woman he's hijacked is his only hope to save his life. It might be the closed quarters, the stress of the situation or the chemistry between them, but as they embark on their adventure neither can keep their minds in a clean place. *** Warning: story contains graphic language, strong sexual content and some violence. 18+ only ** I am a professional author, but this novel has been edited by me and not by an editing team. I will do my absolute best to make sure that it is error free and perfect, but something may slip past me. * I hope you enjoy it and would love to hear your thoughts!

This isn't your common bad boy story. This bad boy doesn't drive a motorcycle, he isn't rich, he doesn't have tattoos, or risks lung cancer by smoking, and he doesn't love the good girl. He smashed into her life when he tried to rob her. She smashed into his life when she pepper sprayed him. Then he smashed her heart.

Kindhearted Rose, was just a woman that was blessed with captivating, beautiful looks and the ability to tremendously bake and cook. She was only supposed to be locking up the bakery until a drunk and confused Greek God stumbled into her shop. Cristiano Rossi, the infamous and alluring brother of a notorious mafia leader. He was a dashing businessman at day, but a dangerous, mighty underground boxer at night. After spending a long, eventful night in a cafe with a woman he barely knew, the player didn't expect to meet her again, especially begging for help in a cold, misty alleyway where he had just committed murder. Saving damsels in distress wasn't something Cristiano thought he would end up doing either, or even becoming roommates with an attractive woman to keep her safe. Four charming guys, a rustic loft over a boxing ring, an irresistible woman, illegal secrets, some sparks of love, and a few enemies: What could possibly go wrong? Cover by: @mayamarip0sa (Thank You!) First Written: February First Published: Early June

"All CJ knew was that Quinn was different, and in Bayside, different didn't come around too often." A police sergeant at age 25, CJ Thomas was always destined for greatness. Every man wanted to be him, and every woman wanted to be with him. But that really wasn't CJ's thing. Nothing was really CJ's thing. Until the kid wearing beat-up Nikes and a Pink Floyd T-shirt stepped into his station--in handcuffs, nonetheless. From that day on, CJ had a thing. And it was going to be so much more trouble then it was worth.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.

"Never underestimate the power of a decent vocabulary." • • • Imagine if you could hear everything your neighbor did on the other side of the wall. Cook - clean - masturbate? Detective Russell Crane quickly deducts that the wall in his new apartment is surprisingly thin. And that his female neighbor has a fondness of vibrators. How much would you listen to? And more importantly; How would you react if you heard your neighbor moan your name after having just met her once?

I've always been told that I'm intelligent. I'm not the type of girl they fall in love with, and for him, every girl does. How did I end up falling when I knew that? I have no idea. Guess I'm not that smart after all. ••••• Meet Blair Saunders: kind and sweet, number one student of Liberty High, good daughter and sister. She is intelligent and might show off a strong attitude yes, but she is surprisingly shy, clumsy and clueless sometimes. Meet Mason Reid: he is annoying as he is good looking, number one headache generator for his fellow teachers and his recently new acquaintance, Blair Saunders. He is charming and flirty but also a surprisingly cruel bully sometimes. What happens when these two collide with each other... quite literally? What happens when you believe in love but you're not able to see it standing right next to you? You miss it. ••••• Highest Ranking #1 in self-esteem #5 in body positivity

Iris Blythe. To others, she looked like a normal girl. A normal college student desperately trying to get her education and work to pay her tuition. What they don't know is that she has a gift. The gift of sight, her crazy grandmother tells her. Who knew one would fall in love with the devil himself.