Alessandra has never believed in safety. Life never gave her a reason to. Pain carved her childhood, silence became her armor, and trust? That was a luxury she could never afford. So when she runs -- bloody, broken, and barely breathing, she doesn't expect saving. She certainly doesn't expect to be taken in by a family dripping in wealth and power and. . . warmth? A mother who refuses to give up on her. A father who watches like he's waiting for her to let him in. And six brothers. Rough. Protective. Complicated. Brothers, who don't know what to do with a sister who won't speak. She doesn't know how to trust. How to believe that maybe not everyone wants to hurt her. Every instinct tells her to run. To shut down. But they don't let her go. Not when she flinches. Not when she hides. Not even when she breaks. Happiness is for other people, or that's what she believes. But when love comes wrapped in gentle patience and fierce protection, when hands reach for her without demand, when hearts break themselves wide open just to hold her... she starts to wonder. Can a girl stitched together with silence and fear ever belong in a family built on love? Can she stand tall when the ghosts of her past refuse to let go? And when danger claws its way back into her life, threatening everything she's come to know... will she find her voice, or will she shatter all over again? Trigger Warnings: Child abuse. Violence. Addiction. Panic attacks. SA. Self-harm. Death, and more.

**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

Before 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐒 inherited a world of wealth, power, and fame, there was her mother 𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐍. Born into New York's elite society, Lacey already understood her life wasn't her own. All she had to do was win over billionaire heir 𝐋𝐔𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐒. The plan was simple. Until she met 𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐒, the second born son of the family she was meant to marry into. Falling in love was never part of the plan. But loving each other felt like the best choice they ever made, even if it meant they were running on borrowed time.

Calgary. The city full of reminisces and a past Autumn Kingsley's tried an immense amount to leave behind, enclosed in the depths of her hometown where she grew up. Atlas Miller. Rude, closed off and someone who desperately tries to obstruct any form of emotion. What happens when they both unexpectedly cross paths and realise that the broken shards of their troubled pasts have not yet vanished from their lives and instead dug deeper into their skins? They were both like a heavy weight on thin ice.

A single crash. That's all it took to erase her from his memory. Three seconds on track were enough to wipe away three years of love, triumph, and the life they built together. Now Charles Leclerc wakes up to a world where he's a Formula 1 World Champion-but he doesn't remember winning. He doesn't remember the woman standing just out of reach, the one who used to be everything: his strategist, his wife, the mother of his child... Christian Horner's daughter. Piece by piece, he's forced to rediscover how he got here. And maybe-if he's lucky-how to win her heart all over again.

Adelina Ruggiero thought she had her life figured out-Monaco's nightlife at her fingertips, a job she's good at, and the party scene to numb the past she's never truly escaped. Raised without a real family, carrying the scars of loss and loneliness, she's built walls around her heart. Then there's Lando Norris-charismatic, impulsive, and utterly magnetic. They start as nothing more than casual partners in the dizzying world of late-night parties, where bodies are tangled but emotions are kept safely at bay. Until the night that changes everything. Adelina finds herself pregnant, thrown headfirst into a world she's never prepared for. With no roadmap, no guarantee of love, and a past that still haunts her, she must learn what it means to become a mother-and what it means to let someone in.