Have you ever been to a wedding full of assassins? Probably not. Winter Romani was raised in blood and silence. The daughter of a man who trains killers for a living. She's no exception.. sharp, deadly, and used to working alone. So when she's forced to attend her brother's wedding, surrounded by rival assassins and old family grudges, she's already on edge. Then she meets him. Cuchillo. No real name, no allegiances, just whispers and a trail of bodies behind him. He's her competition, maybe her equal and the only one at the wedding who makes her heart spike for more than one reason. An unknown threat is hunting them all and in a world where loyalty is golden and betrayal comes easy, Winter and Cuchillo are forced to team up just to stay alive. The more time they spend together, the more the lines between danger and desire blur. But in their world, trusting the wrong person can get you killed. And falling in love? That might be the deadliest mistake of all. *Sexual & Violent content!*

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭.❞ 𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘀 is the heiress to her father's throne, the Morales Mafia. Not only being a part time assassin known as 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡, she's also trained and fought for her title all her life and will not let anyone or anything take that away from her. When a new enemy rises, Asteria is forced by her father to get a personal bodyguard as a precaution . . . 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘇. They don't particularly like each other from the start. Yet they are forced to be within a certain radius at all times, giving them no choice but to tolerate one another. She doesn't want to like him because he has made her life insufferable the moment he stepped foot into it. He doesn't want to like her because she is the forbidden fruit in his eyes, something he should stay away from but ultimately can't.

"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

Anastasia Bailey and Mateo Russo share a passion, and while he spends his nights running and catching tosses down a football field, Anastasia is on the sidelines cheering for Cambridge University sports team. The two may have caught each other's attention since they stepped foot onto campus, but it isn't until junior year approaches that the sexual tension finally gets unleashed. *black female lead and latino male lead*

SEQUEL TO ALL THE WRONGS To love is to lose. Your sanity, your reason, your heart, your very being. She had come to understand this truth and had embraced it, not with fear, but with acceptance. Even if she ceased to exist as she once was, whatever she became, she would be his. For only in that surrender did she feel whole. Her will had crumbled, her resistance left in ruins. She was no longer the woman she was. She had become someone else, shaped by longing, claimed by a man who should never been hers to want. Yet her pursuit of him was relentless. A forbidden longing. A chase with no end in sight. But how much longer could she play this game alone? Would he ache for her the way she burned for him? Would the mere thought of her unravel him, setting his veins ablaze with a desire so raw it bordered on pain? Would he know the agony of restraint, the torment of wanting what was forbidden, of needing what he could not have? Or would he walk away unscathed, untouched by the fire that had consumed her whole?

After five years of heavy studying, Beverly Frazier finally graduated as a psychiatric nurse. When she, much sooner than she ever thought, got a job at one of England's biggest mental institutions, she realized that her life was truly about to begin. Spoiled with loyal friends, a wealthy father, and a new prestigious job, she believed after a rough childhood that her dream had now finally come true. But shortly after Beverly's arrival at St: Nicolai Psychiatric Hospital, a young, mysterious man stepped inside the gates in the grip of two escorting guardsmen. If she only knew from the beginning what this new psychopath inmate would cause her, she wouldn't even have thought for a second about a dream coming true. - Mature content ✔️ - Top ranks: #1 IN ASYLUM #1 IN MURDERER #1 IN KILLER #1 IN FICTION #2 IN LOVESTORY

As it turns out, the man Andy fell in love with is more of a mystery than she first thought. When they give their relationship another chance, it's not long before Lex's secrets begin to unravel, threatening their happily ever after. • - • - • - • - • - • - • - • Heartbroken and miserable, Andrea is trying to get over the man she thought was the love of her life. Seeing Lex at work nearly every day makes it impossible to heal, but the idea of never seeing him again is even worse. Just when she thinks there's no hope of mending their relationship, things take an unexpected turn. Life keeps pushing them together and neither of them has the strength to fight their feelings, even if they know it won't be easy. As complications get in their way, their resolve to find happiness together is tested. Andrea wants to believe a love this deep can survive anything, but can things really work out given how different the two are? • - • - • - • - • - • - • - • Previously a Paid Story. Shortlisted for the Wattys 2022. [[Word count: 250,000 - 300,000]] Book 1 in the Binary Hearts Series. Cannot be read as a standalone. Previously titled Below the Lines.

Leighton Katmere chose to jump off the roof of the tallest building on campus at 3:04 a.m., but she didn't choose to be saved. Ronan Fitch was everything Leighton didn't trust, rich, reckless, gorgeous, and infamous for never taking anything seriously, but the night he pulled her back from the edge, he didn't leave. He kept showing up, he kept choosing her, and somehow, in a house full of chaotic frat boys, a very grumpy cat, and late night pancakes, Leighton started to feel something she hadn't felt in a long time: Safe. And when he found the list, scribbled like to her future self, full of small, impossible things she never thought she'd live long enough to do, Ronan decided they were going to start crossing it off. One by one. But surviving the night doesn't erase what came before. It doesn't fix the scars Leighton hides under sleeves, or the rumors that cling to Ronan. It doesn't stop the people who still think they get to touch her life, and when the campus finally shows its teeth, Leighton realizes safety can be taken as easily as it's given. Ronan wants her anyway, patiently, like he's not afraid of the messy parts, quiet promises and a hand held tight enough to keep her here. Leighton doesn't know how to trust a boy like him. She doesn't know how to be someone's choice, but with every item they cross off, she gets closer to the scariest one of all: Being happy. Even if it's just for a little while.

If you're reading this, it probably means I've died, or gone completely mental and unceremoniously waged war against the shadows that created me. Whatever the reason, I hope you keep reading. I hope my words resonate as truth, that my story, no matter how insane it sounds, exposes the darkest corners of our world. I did all of these things, I killed all of those people, partly because I wanted to, and partly because I felt as if I had no choice. I am no saint. I know what my file says about me, that I'm a narcissistic, highly manipulative sociopath, a genius, incapable of love or empathy, incapable of following the rules, a villain, menace, a monster. While I wish I could say this was all false, it isn't. My name was Danielle Renee Watson. I was born on July 14th 1993 in the small southern town of Kinston, NC. I was raised by my parents Richard and Angela Watson. On May 23rd, 2015, I died in a fatal car crash, my body burned beyond recognition. On that same day, I became Rose Forrester, a genetically modified, highly elusive assassin, created by The Shadow operation. This is my story.

After witnessing a violent death, Cassidy feels an inexplicable pull toward the masked killer. She should be terrified. Especially when he starts spying on her. But even more so, when he begins creeping into her bedroom each night... Highest #1 in ALL categories -- Dark Romance, Obsession, Killer, Stalker, Twisted Romance, Secret Relationship, Innocence, Morally Grey, Mask, Thriller Romance, and Secret Killer.