"You wrote about monsters like you understood them, little dove. You gave them rules, you gave them boundaries, and you thought you were safe hiding behind a fake name and a computer screen. You weren't safe. You were bleeding out a map right to my front door. I spent three years awake in the dark, swallowing your words like religion, because you wrote the exact kind of violent, fucked-up madness that already lives in my bones. You didn't invent the villain, Amy. You summoned him. So go ahead. Hide in your quiet little house. Lock your doors. Put a whole ocean between us. But when I cross it and tear those walls down, I'm not asking for the next chapter. I'm going to lock you in the dark with the real thing, and I am going to love you until you can't remember how to write a happy ending without me in it." - Cole Blain To the world, Amy Mae Williams is a ghost. A quiet, terrified girl hiding in the UK, writing filthy, morally black romance novels to survive her own grief. To Cole Blain, she is the only reason he hasn't completely lost his mind. Cole is a Montana rancher and former Army Specialist who hasn't slept a full night since he was ten years old. He operates on a frequency of violence that makes real psychopaths sweat. During his darkest deployments, he devoured Ava's books. He didn't just read them; he recognized himself in the violent, obsessive men she created. He knows her pen name. And now, he knows her real one. When her editor mysteriously vanishes, Amy is forced out of hiding and across the ocean to a remote Montana cabin. She's looking for answers. She finds the neighbor instead. A pale-eyed, sunburnt predator who looks exactly like the monsters she writes about. Because he is one. Amy writes about monsters who would burn the world to ashes for the women they love. She is about to realize she just walked straight into the cage of one. And Cole Blain has absolutely no intention of ever letting his little dove fly away.

"You came begging for a shield, sweetheart. You had a dead man's blood on your hands and a terrified child clutching your leg, and you thought you were just asking for sanctuary. You didn't know I've spent four years turning the Russian underworld into a slaughterhouse just to find the girl who smiled at me in a hallway. You want me to wipe out the cartel that hurt her? Done. I'll burn them to ash before the sun comes up. But the price is you. You think this diamond on your finger is a marriage? It's a cage. And I am never, ever opening the door." - Andrei Romanov --- To the Russian underworld, Andrei Romanov is the Devil-a ruthless, untouchable Don who commands the largest criminal syndicate in the country. To Angelina Smirnova, he was just a bleeding boy she bandaged in a school corridor four years ago. She forgot his face. He converted an empire into a search engine to find hers. Angelina is a gentle English teacher who has spent her life pouring her soul into the children at her orphanage. When nine-year-old Nika is brutally assaulted by a cartel heir, Angelina doesn't hesitate-she kills the monster and runs. Desperate, hunted, and out of options, she seeks out the only man powerful enough to keep the child safe. She thought she was asking a crime boss for a favor. She didn't know she was walking straight into the arms of a man whose obsession has no ceiling and no limit. Andrei agrees to protect the little girl, but his price is absolute: a marriage. Angelina thinks she sold her soul to a monster to save a child. She doesn't know that the Devil has been waiting four years to worship her, and he will burn the entire world down to ensure she never leaves his cage. _ Book 2 of the Addicted Series {Can be read as a standalone too}

(m. shifter x f. human x m. shifter) 𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑑? ~~~ It starts with adopting two strays into your house: a sweet golden retriever and a tsundere black cat. You never expected where it would end. [This is a reader insert romance. All characters are 18+ and there is (slightly kinky) smut. The love interests have *light* yandere vibes. Consider all the warnings that comes with: stalking, obsessive/possessive behavior, violence, etc.] ~~~ You risk a glance over your shoulder and catch a flash of brown fur between the trees. You're a strong runner. You ran track in high school. But you're no match for a born hunter in the woods. The wolf pounces on you, throwing you to the ground. He rolls with you, protecting your body from the thorny underbrush. You can feel his body shifting around you. Thick fur becomes burning-hot skin at your back, and paws turn into hands that cage you in and pull you close. Before you know it, he's got you pinned against a tree while his bare chest presses against your back. He traps both your wrists easily in one hand above your head. "Caught you, my mate." Then he sinks his teeth into the base of your neck.

Grayson Summers has loved Talia Chase since kindergarten-but while she barely remembers him, he's never stopped watching from afar. When fate brings them closer after a championship night, long-buried feelings begin to surface. *** Sometimes, the guy falls in love first. Deeply. In kindergarten, she gave him a flower. She forgot her kindness, but he would always remember. No matter how many girls Grayson Summers dates or hooks up with, he can never forget Talia Chase. Accidentally labeled as the high school's womanizer, he continuously collects more and more problems. Too scared of rejection, Grayson has never asked Talia to be his, and only spends his time hopelessly dreaming. Talia is confused. Her friends have told her Grayson Summers is not a guy who smiles or is kind, but Talia swears she has seen him act both of those ways before. The universe has plans. After the night of the basketball state championship, Talia finds herself questioning Grayson's true reasons behind his actions as the two grow closer together. *** Warning: this story contains strong language, alcohol and drug use, and sexual content

|Bad Boy| "Could you take care of a broken soul?"-Jess Glynne Blaze Xander is alluring, attractive, and severely charming. All the girls at Homewood University are dying to be in his arms. But what they don't know is: a traumatic and painful past has landed him with the issue of Sociopathy(ASPD) which means he's unable to feel emotions like love or attachment. On the flipside, he's heartless, apathetic, and cunning; severely manipulative and deceiving. He's obsessed with acquiring anything he lays his eyes on and won't stop until he gets it. When he sees shy and tiny first-year, Harmony Skye, the 'demons' inside him instantly becomes attracted to her angelic aura. But for Blaze Xander 'attracted' is never anything good. Harmony Skye is a shy freshman. She has never had an intimate relationship before, and due to being sheltered all her life, interaction with the opposite sex makes her a bit anxious. When she meets Blaze, his outgoing and adventurous personality intrigues her. Harmony is unaware that this handsome second-year is out to get her, for impure reasons that she's too innocent to decode. And what she also doesn't know is that getting close to this empty creature could hurt her in the most emotionally detrimental way. |Sociopathy-Sociopathy refers to a pattern of antisocial behaviors and attitudes, including manipulation, deceit, aggression, and a lack of empathy for others. (Taken from PsychologyToday.com) |Rankings #1- chicklit (19/12/2022) #5- teenfiction (26/10/2022) #1- badboygoodgirl (04/02/2021) #1- rising (13/1/2021) #1- college romance (25/10/2020) #1- college student (25/10/2020) #2- teen romance (18/11/2020) #8- bad boy (19/11/2020) #33- teen fiction (19/11/2020) #164- chicklit (26/10/2022) #82- Romance (28/10/2022) #46- Romance (17/12/2022 |Copyrighted JIPO.LTD. ⚠️This book is heavily copyrighted, hence no plagiarism is allowed.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Vienne Marlow, a medical student and his intern. She planned on surviving her internship peacefully and quietly-keep her head down, get the credits, and get it done without drawing anyone's attention. But that was before him. Before the late-night encounters, the smirks across lecture halls, the hands that shouldn't have touched her but did. Before she realized her professor wasn't just watching her-he was studying her. Mapping her. Obsessing over every way she could be his. Dr. Sebastian Vale, a surgeon and her professor. He wanted her bent over his desk, legs spread, skirt pushed up, panties on the floor, hair in his fist, screaming his name loud enough for the whole building to hear. 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 → 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 × 𝙎𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝘼𝙜𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙥 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 & 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙋𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 & 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 → 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠, 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 → 𝙃𝙤𝙩, 𝙒𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙝𝙮 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙣𝙨, 𝙃𝙚 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙨 → 𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙞𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩

C O M P L E T E D : 24/02/22 Sienna Callum was popular - scratch that - she was the queen of high school. She had tons of gorgeous friends wishing to be her, smoking hot flings, and an unbelievably trendy fashion sense. But, she needed one more thing. Decent grades to graduate. Roman Lawrence was a nerd - scratch that - THE nerd of high school. Yet, his exceptional intelligence made him stand out among those seeking to learn. He had one problem though, the girl he'd been crushing on since kindergarten didn't like him back. One of the reasons? His lack of experience.... sexually. This isn't boy meets girl. This is mouse meets vixen. This is what happens when these two opposites strike a deal and things get hot. "So, here's my offer: you tutor me in school, and I tutor you in sex." _____ W A R N I N G T H I S S T O R Y C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ explicit language ❤︎ alcohol consumption ❤︎ mild violence _____ H I G H E S T R A N K I N G S : 1 #virginboy 1 #goodboybadgirl 1 #nerdboy 1 #scandalous 1 #populargirl 1 #tutor 1 #badgirlgoodboy 2 #forbidden 2 #eroticromance 3 #sexy _____ S T A R T E D - 05/03/2021 C O M P L E T E D - 24/02/2022 (word count: 200,000 - 250,000)

Complete ✔️ and is edited babes ♡ "𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬, 𝐨𝐡, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞." 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 𝐈𝐦𝐜𝐱𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

When you're left with a dead body in your kitchen and there's only one man you can call. The man you hate more than anything. With nobody else to turn to, you're stuck doing this under his terms. ••• "You just love to piss me off don't you?" His jaw ticks as he leans down towards me. "I don't really give a fuck about you Kain. I was just trying to have some fun before you went and ruined my night." "Oh you knew exactly what you were doing. I don't buy anything else for a second. You saw me. You knew you were pissing me off and you pushed me further. Well Drea, you pushed too fucking hard."