Aria Mehra never meant to fall for a man like Rio Rodriguez-grumpy, guarded, and dangerously powerful. But one unexpected night, a quiet kind of love begins to stir. An unplanned pregnancy. A court marriage far from the dreams she once had. A life stitched together with pink lilies, cultural clashes, and quiet care. They don't know how to name what they have-but when the world turns loud, can love survive in the silence?

After narrowly escaping her abusive boyfriend, semi-verbal and autistic Breo Williams finds herself alone on the streets of San Antonio. Cold and scared, 'good' samaritan and Cartel boss Javier 'La Parca' Ramirez takes her in, slowly growing fond of her company. Javier finds himself conflicted as he learns more about Breo, questioning his priorities, life choices and morals as his feelings for her inevitably develop, while Breo slowly begins to heal from her past with help from Javier, the man who was there for her when she needed it the most. "I know I don't have to be a good guy to love her, but maybe want to be good for her." - Javier 'La Parca'/'The Reaper' Ramirez ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DISCLAIMER: *I am not Mexican or Spanish I just wanted to write this because I daydream a lot and it would be fun to write! I am autistic and semi-verbal just like the main character so please don't be mean! All Spanish is from google translate and my cartel knowledge is from google so any tips will be appreciated hah. Enjoy!* Also I'm writing this as I go so feel free to interact and comment! Lmk if there's anything you want me to write specifically too! New chapters when I can! Tysm for all the reads and votes too!! 🫶🏾 *** TW LIST: Sexual assault (r*pe) Physical and emotional abuse Domestic abuse/violence Drug and alcohol use/misuse Graphic violence Murder Ableism (Specifically towards autistic individuals) Miscarriage Description of serious and long term injury ***Also the first few chapters have weird tensing because I was finding my feet with writing! When I'm done with the book I'll go back and edit things to improve the way it's read!***

Charlotte Marks had no free time. From studying for med school, working her rounds for clinical, and the occasional babysitting her sisters sprung on her, she was all booked up. But none of that stopped her from aiding her sister and their best friends to rob a grocery store. She could have never guessed those couple of minutes would be enough to change her life forever or that it would lead to her meeting the man that would catalyze that shift.

Citrine is a quiet girl that owns a flower shop in Detroit. Her world flips when a man comes in to buy a boutique and the next day a woman comes in demanding to know who sent it to her. Citrine is thrown into the world of crime in the Detroit area and doesn't know how to handle it or what to do. However, she can't fight the feelings she develops for the man, who introduced himself as Rio. CURRENTLY FIXING GRAMMAR MISTAKES, STORY WILL REMAIN THE SAME. #2 in Rio #1 in GoodGirls #1 in mannymontana

Saige Marks is just your average girl in her twenties. She co-owns a flower shop with her best friend, Grace, and loves to help out with her younger cousins when she can. One day, her whole life gets turned upside down when she decides to drop off her Aunt Beth's favorite flowers, where she meets the infamous gang leader, Rio.

The heavy smell of cigarette smoke couldn't even mask the metallic smell of aged blood beneath the floor boards. These were dangerous men. Boys with knives and painted skin.. ~ We laid in the darkened room letting the comfortable silence cover us. His tattooed hand lightly stroked the moist skin of my arm. Yuji was beautiful.. "I'm going to hell..." He said nonchalantly. My eyes danced along his strong jawline and shoulder length, tapered hair. Currents of silky, onyx hair. "I've touched such a pure soul with unclean hands..." He sat up, climbed to his feet and grabbed his silk robe from the door, concealing the Oni and blossoms that adorned his back. [Completed 02/27/20] *************************************************** Warning: This book is rated M for mature. This novel will include sexual situations, violence, and crude language. Let's try to be adults about this. If I catch you copying my book, I'll sue.

Comanche is a Native American word that means "he who fights all the time". The name is a fitting one for the mysterious biker who is part of the Death Reapers motorcycle club. Best known for his temper and propensity for solving problems through violence his life takes a turn after a motorcycle accident where he meets Jada a divorced mother of twin boys. Jada has been in a violent relationship in the past but she is still attracted to the undercurrent of danger that runs through Comanche but can he curb his temper to make Jada fall in love with him? This is Book 2 but can always be read as a stand-alone. I don't own the rights to the picture Any references to people, places, and things are purely coincidental. This work is purely a work of fiction by the author.

*Read before book 8 of Köhler Series* Isabella was only 15 when she lost her whole family that care about her to EF-4 tornado that wiped out her whole little town. Leaving her with nightmares making her afraid to sleep. She was sent to live with her father in California that didn't want her ending with running soon as she turned 18 with a five-month-old baby girl name Amelia. Two years later she was living working at diner in Malibu, California, where she first meets Senator Ian Williams. A man that claims her without her knowledge make you feel uncomfortable to be around unknowing the danger that follow him until she meets Jeremias Lang. Jeremias was straight forward with caring her for daughter making it known he wanted her although he was 10 years older Also, he had a secret he's running from, Jeremias is the oldest of three and the next in line to take over this his father mafia in which it running from Will he be able keep able to keep her safe or will it end in disaster?

Astrid is running from a monster, the man who kidnapped her and forced her to breed his heirs. But she's escaped his clutches. Finding herself fleeing across countries with heavy baggage she finds her self dropped on the compound of the Viking Warriors by a glorious stroke of fate. Vidar has always dreamed of finding his Goddess, his other half. But what will he do when he finds out his destined other half has more than he ever bargained for. Will the great Vidar finally find love, or will Astrid fail in finding him? Read to find out... I can't move swiftly enough as I drop down to my knees to pick her up. Gazing at her face, I loop one arm under her knees, the other over her back. She's as cold as death, and barely conscious. Her pale grey eyes gaze at my with a strange combination of trust and terror. I gently pull her closer to me. "Shhh love, I got you now." "L-Liam..." Her voice shudders and her lips tremble, the cold has seeped through into her bones, and she's so tiny anyway she must be permanently cold. Walking towards the car for the baby I pull her closer to my chest. She's now flitting in and out of consciousness, but, as I hold her closer- hoping my body can give her some warmth- I feel the bump, small and distinct. Panic grips me. She's pregnant? But that baby can't be more than 9 months? In her white T-shirt I can see the bruises and cigarette burns littering her pale skin. Whatever has happened to her is beyond awful. But I'm here now. I've got her.

➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ ✯If i know what love is, ✯ it is because of you ➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ So, she saved a helpless child, it was off instinct. She was no hero, and she knew that. She never expected to be treated like one either. And she wasn't... Instead, he treated her like a queen. • • • "Why a chocolate sundae? There's over 100 flavors here." "I've mainly ever eaten chocolate sundaes at home so I like them!" "Why only chocolate? Why not banana or strawberry?" "Because my dad only keeps chocolate in the house. He's obsessed with it!" "Your dad likes chocolate huh?" "Mhm!" ••• [⚠️READ DISCLAIMER⚠️] Picture Credit: (unless Stated otherwise) PINTEREST, MY CAMERA ROLL