In rain-soaked Dublin, Aoife begins to unravel the life she thought was hers, discovering that love, identity, and belonging are not given - they are claimed. *** Aoife Brennan planned the perfect night to celebrate the life she thought they were building together. But when the clock strikes midnight, she discovers that some truths don't come crashing down - they unravel, quietly. Set in the rainy corners of Dublin, The Placeholder is a story of love mistaken for fate, and the quiet ache of being someone's almost.

Leah Preston was a normal 17 year old girl, until she wakes up and finds herself staring at her own lifeless body. She has no idea what happened to her or how she died, and the only person who can see her is her sworn enemy Jared. Neither of them have a choice, they must put their differences aside in order to find out what really happened to Leah and how she died, or better yet, who killed her, while at the same time fighting each other and the feelings they are beginning to develop. ©makeandoffer

Aurora's life had always been about survival, each day a quiet battle against fear and pain. When her stepfather was finally arrested, she thought the fight was over. But leaving one dangerous world meant stepping into another-one she didn't fully understand. Now, she's living with seven older brothers she barely knows, their lives a tangle of secrets and shadows they never speak of. Their house is loud, protective, and filled with rules she's afraid to break. For Aurora, it's a new kind of survival. For her brothers, it's a chance to keep her safe-no matter what it takes.

📢 Final polished copy now on Kindle pre-order! Releases Oct 1st, 2025 (paperback soon!) 📖✨ Emily Carter thought she had it all - a husband, a home in LA, and a hilarious three-year-old son. Then she walked into her guest room and found Jake naked with his assistant. Now Emily's out for answers (and a little revenge), armed with sarcasm, a "stupid evidence folder," and Ollie, her toddler sidekick who blurts out every secret he overhears. Jake might think he can win her back with roses, date nights, or karaoke ballads, but Ollie's truth bombs - and Emily's razor-sharp wit - prove otherwise. This isn't just a story about betrayal. It's a romantic comedy about strength, second chances, and the hilarious honesty of kids who always say the quiet part out loud. Because in Emily's world, one thing's certain: Memily always wins, and Ollie always gets his nuggies. As for the handful shouting "AI wrote this!" - kindly fuck off. I know it's easier to assume a robot is behind my work than to admit a human being out here with a job, a family, and zero sleep is still more creative than you. But trust me: this mess, this madness, this weird blend of comedy and heartbreak? 100% human-powered. If AI ever learns how to write Wattpad stories while half-laughing, half-crying over its own characters, then maybe I'll worry. Until then, take a seat.

Fifteen-year-old Ainsley Myers doesn't look like someone who's afraid. She's loud, sharp, and sarcastic. The kind of girl who fills silence with humor and defiance, who keeps people laughing just far enough away that they never get too close. Where her twin sister Athena learned to move gently through the world, Ainsley learned to hit it first, using noise, wit, and distance as armor. Athena was protected. Ainsley was not. Athena grew up kind, soft-spoken, and trusting, never fully knowing the depth of what her sister endured, only sensing that something was wrong. Ainsley never told her. Not because she didn't love her, but because she didn't know how to explain it. Because the worst parts didn't feel explainable. Because silence felt safer than truth. When their current foster dad is arrested, everything they believe about their lives collapses. They weren't abandoned. They were stolen. Waiting for them is a family that never stopped searching: a father who left space at the table, brothers raised on stories and hope, and a home built on patience instead of punishment. For Athena, the return feels like a chance to finally breathe. For Ainsley, it feels like danger. Because sarcasm doesn't survive gentleness. Armor doesn't work in a house built on patience. And distance becomes impossible in a family that refuses to give up on you. As Athena begins to settle into safety, Ainsley resists closeness with jokes, walls, and emotional deflection. But the longer this family stays, the harder it becomes to pretend she doesn't care. The harder it becomes to keep fighting a world that no longer looks like a threat. Surrounded by people who don't demand, don't push, and don't leave, Ainsley must face the one truth she's spent her life outrunning: That maybe she doesn't have to be loud to be safe. That maybe she doesn't have to be sharp to survive. And that love doesn't have to hurt to be real.

❝We are never going to be family.❞ • • • Three half-siblings, living in different situations, with enough hate to kill each other. By some joke of the universe, they find themselves in the same city. Meeting again under shitty circumstances, with a lot of shitty issues, they get themselves into more trouble than they are ready for. What happens when everything goes to hell in one single night and they run into each other on the corner of sixth street at half-past three? Well, gasoline never did go well with a raging fire, but they never did care if the world burned. ▫▫▫▫ ▫▫▫▫ ▫▫▫▫ Cover is made by me. Copyright © 2021 Josie Marie Any relation to other stories or characters is entirely coincidental and not intentional. Any credit for the #olderbrother trend goes to its appropriate writers/creators. All of my work is original, inspired by the #olderbrother trend.

| THIS BOOK IS NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON KINDLE. This is only a sample. | "He made me his. Then, he branded me a traitor." Elyna thought she finally escaped her past. Running from a dangerous MC, she found refuge with the Iron Vultures and in the arms of their ruthless president, Bones. For eight months, she lived a lie - wrapped in his leather, sleeping in his bed, believing she was safe. Believing he loved her. But secrets have a way of surfacing. When her past is exposed, Bones doesn't ask questions. He doesn't listen. He marks her. He brands her. And he sends her back to the very men she ran from. Left for dead, broken beyond repair, Ely swears one thing: if she survives, she will burn it all down. Now, she has a new name, a new life, and a new purpose. She is no longer the girl who loved a man who betrayed her. She is the woman who will never make the same mistake again. But Bones? He isn't done with her. And he'll do anything to get her back. |WARNING: This is a DARK ROMANCE. Graphic violence. Graphic sexual scenes.|

On her wedding day, Evelyn's perfect world crumbled in an instant when a woman walked in, took the microphone, and made a toast. But it wasn't a heartfelt speech about love, no, it was a dark confession. "I'm pregnant with your child," the woman said, looking directly at Evelyn's husband, Caleb Prescott. In that moment, everything Evelyn thought she knew about her marriage shattered. The man she thought would always be hers, was the father of another child?

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."