It's funny how her name, Azelea, means God has spared, and yet her life is like a cruel joke because it's the opposite of that. Her life is all about hiding and pretending. Her own emotions and feelings are kept and locked into the deepest part of her, where they need to stay buried for the sake of her own survival. There's no way for her to escape her hell of a life. Not until Alexei Maxim Volkov---the Bratva's supposed to be dead king---barged into her life, bloodied and laughing at the trail of demise around him. His hand is extended for Azelea, and all she has to do is reach for it. But she has a feeling that he will not bring her to paradise, and instead... he has every intention to lead her through inferno. Written by: MsButterfly Cover by: Yrra Book Cover

My life before was just like my name, Haven. Everything was peaceful, everything went my way, and I had everything that I needed. If I wanted something, I'd have it in a snap. I didn't need to move, make an effort, or work for it. I just needed my daddy's tiny rectangular card that might look insignificant but carried the world on its little sharp edges. Money might not equate to happiness, but it certainly made life easier for me. And yet a year later, from heaven I was dropped into my version of hell. Now, I'm standing in the aisle of a grocery store, wondering if I should just buy another batch of instant noodles because I don't want to waste money-money that I barely have to begin with-on food that will just end up being barely edible. Was that the hell I'm talking about? No. It's working unbelievably long hours just to get paid basically nothing, and wanting to buy food to eat because I haven't had one meal for the day, only to end up having a gun on my head. Oh, and before I forget-kidnapped! At a grocery store! My version of hell? It's the tattooed, hot-headed Italian and head of a secret criminal society, Allessio Cascella. Written by: MsButterfly Cover by: Yrra Book Cover

Now a published book. Available at all Precious Pages branches and other bookstores. I am Skylee Reynolds. I considered myself as the black sheep of the family when I decided to went away. I've done a lot of stupid and reckless things...and the newest in my collections is when I spend a night with that stranger. I never thought I will meet him again and when I did...I was up for a surprise. WARNING: Please be aware that this book may have an age sensitive content.

For some, life is a battlefield-ruthless and unforgiving. For others, it's a less lethal but equally competitive play, full of unexpected challenges and struggles. But everything in life is like a game. There are wins and losses. Prizes and rewards. And most of all? Rules. For me and Erebus Davis, there are simple ones. Obvious ones. Three rules. Easy to follow. Easy to remember. But one move changed everything. One moment, we are who we've always been. And the next second... there's a misstep. A violation of the game. A decision I could never take back. Out of all the rules, I broke the most important one. In this grand play of our lives, there's a zone I shouldn't have crossed... and a silent rule that shouldn't have been broken.

Devan Ezekiel Palermo Hong

In her own world, Maddy once dreamed of reaching the end of the rainbow. They say that's where you'd find the most precious treasures. She'd always wish upon the rainbow the things she wanted every time it appeared on the window. Alas, little Maddy, get over that myth. You want it... but you can't have it? Then you've got to do your worst. Maria Athanasia. Steal it. --- After eight years, Maria Athanasia met the man she once promised would be hers. However, it wasn't her that he wanted, but her sister. She'd never accept that. Jiraiya Arden is hers no matter what. ---

You can read this as a standalone story! Cavanaugh #2 Holy, a young soft woman who have erotophobia. Fear of sex. Just like her name, she have these angelic looks, soft-spoken in a way that she would always stutter, and timid. She have been suffering from traumas and anxieties she got from her toxic parents who have both passed away years ago. And the only way she knows to overcome the phobia is to face it.

You cannot read this as a standalone story! Read "Addicted Damien" and "Abused Diablos" first! Sartori #3 "I abandoned Drugo. . ." . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

Jackson Ramirez has always followed the rules-his family's, society's, everyone's but his own. Trapped in a life dictated by expectations, he buried his passion and silenced the voice that once made him feel alive. So when Kenzo Adachi walked into his class-blunt, intense, and always acting like he owned the room. Jackson couldn't help but feel . . . annoyed. Annoyed by his confidence. Annoyed by how he said whatever he wanted. Annoyed by how free he was. But Kenzo? He saw something else. He saw a bird trying to breathe through its cage. And Kenzo, the kind of man who lives by his own rules, was ready to go beyond the boundary-just to help Jackson learn how to fly.

Suzerain Rosales spent her life avoiding even the tiniest wound-because with her rare blood disorder, one cut could mean death. She lived carefully, never letting herself bleed. But the night she found a man, bleeding, broken, unconscious in the trash, and chose to save him, everything she'd tried to escape came rushing in. Violence. Danger. Trouble. Blood. The man she saved was an Italian mafia boss. And from that moment on, her life began to soak in blood in his hands. Since then, she hasn't stopped bleeding. But she has to, because of him. . . Vlodemir, who she would die for. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+