"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

Elara Hart has always found comfort in the quiet corners of her library, surrounded by stories that never let her down. Shy, bookish, and still carrying the scars of a childhood spent in the system, she prefers fictional worlds to unpredictable people-until a brooding stranger storms into her peaceful haven and asks for The Art of War. Kade Walker is strength, silence, and secrets. As the head of an elite special forces team, he's used to danger, control, and keeping people at arm's length. But the soft-spoken librarian with hot chocolate in her hands and hope in her eyes chips away at his walls with every awkward smile. Their connection begins in stolen glances and slow conversations, growing deeper through moments of vulnerability, quiet dinners, and shared fears. But Kade's world is dangerous, and when it comes crashing into Elara's, he'll have to choose between protecting her from it-and letting her in completely. With therapy, healing, and a love neither of them saw coming, Elara and Kade must learn what it means to build a life together-one chapter at a time. A slow-burn, opposites-attract romance filled with tender moments, deep scars, and a love story that proves even the quietest hearts can love the loudest.

Heliophilia (n.) desire to stay in the sun; love of sunlight To be loved is to be known. Arabella Dawson Has never had anybody constant in her life. From parents always being away at work to one shitty friend, she doesn't know how to exist when people are looking. Flint Camero Has never needed anybody but himself. From a dead mother to an unpredictable father, he's doesn't know how to let people in. That all changes when he meets a burning ray of sunshine. Shitty at descriptions. But try please 🙏 Book 1 in the sun series

An alien love story. She was content in her secluded cottage, and then he appeared.

"Earth has been different for awhile, but I don't think we've ever had a beautiful, muscular alien dude falling from the sky. It's not really something you see everyday" ✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱ The year is 2033. Men are almost extinct after the war, leaving few woman to scavenge what's left of planet earth. Posy has been alone for a few years. She tries to survive in a world where it's every girl for herself, until one fateful day when she finds an extra tall, buff alien man in the woods. An alien man who has never met a female in his life. * Just for fun - Lots of fluff * Highest rankings- #2 in Romance - 9/28/19 #1 in Alien - 8/12/19 #1 in Post-apocalyptic- 7/29/19 #5 in Invasion - 8/4/19 #47 in Human - 8/2/19

Book 1 of The Fly Series . . . Ten years ago, Elena Summer's life crashed on a rain-slick road. Her mother didn't make it out, nor did her memories. Now, she's coming back to Cadford, the town her family fled overnight, the one that feels too familiar for a place she can't remember. Everyone here seems to know her story. Everyone but her. Then there's Justin Castor, Cadford's most notorious enigma. Beautiful. Brilliant. Brutal. He doesn't believe in redemption, and she doesn't believe in coincidences. Yet somehow, their paths keep colliding like fate has unfinished business. As fragments of Elena's past start resurfacing, she begins to realize the truth isn't lost, it's just been buried. And Justin might be the only one who knows why. In Cadford, every story bleeds into a secret. Every mystery untangles the past. But the past is never meant to be revisited. A dark, slow-burning story about love, loss, rage, and the monsters that grief can create. Welcome to the world of Firefly! 𓆤 Trigger Warnings: PTSD | Trauma | Abusive Language | Violence This story contains Mature Sex Scenes

After witnessing the murder of her mother and constantly being abused by her own father, Lily's life is a cycle of never ending torture. With her father being a part of the police force and his 'friends' keeping an eye on her 24/7, Lily has no choice but to accept her fate and put up with her misfortune. With no one noticing her bruised appearance and her limping figure, her cries for help are futile. What will it take for someone to finally rescue her from the hell she calls home? 🌻💛🌻

Penelope pouts her lips and squeezes her eyeballs shut, scrunching her nose. "What the hell are you doing?" "I'm thinking." "Looks like a lot of effort to think." ~~ Penelope is a local sunshine girl trying to get through life and make friends. She's always optimistic and tries to find the best in people, even if those people, are the ones that hurt her. Parker is a grumpy, mechanic. His mind is always racing and body always tense. He doesn't express himself way others do. He's cold, and arrogant, until a little sunshine comes into his life.

"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?