Arlo thought getting cheated on was the worst thing his ex could do. Then she told him she was pregnant. Now his life is filled with confusion, stress, and questions he doesn't have answers to. And just when he thinks things can't get any messier, he meets Amoura Cruz. Pretty, stubborn, emotionally complicated, and completely against dating a man with possible baby mama drama, Amoura tries her hardest not to fall for him. Too bad Arlo doesn't know how to stay away. Between sneaky link energy, constant tension, soft moments, and growing feelings, the two quickly find themselves caught in something deeper than either of them expected. But love gets complicated when the past refuses to let go.

Caleb Grimaldi is addicted to porn. What started as escape has become a compulsive cycle he can't break. In front of the world, he's the golden arm of BBU baseball and the undisputed frat king of Delta Sigma, but behind closed doors, he's unraveling. Until she shows up. Brianna Pruitt is perfection incarnate-perfect hair, perfect makeup, perfect outfits. She never lets anyone see her without armor. Ever. A last-minute housing error throws her into her worst nightmare: living in the Delta Sig fraternity house, surrounded by baseball players. And worst of all-Caleb Grimaldi, the dangerously magnetic pitcher across the hall. Brianna was never supposed to see him this close. And Caleb was never supposed to feel seen at all. But Brianna isn't the only girl tied to Caleb's life. Ayla Hurst has been woven into Caleb's world for as long as either of them can remember. Their bond is intense, complicated, and built on years of shared secrets no one else knows. One girl represents his past. One girl threatens his future. As Caleb's addiction tightens its grip and the lines between desire, intimacy, and escape blur, he's forced to confront a question he's avoiding: Will he choose the girl who's always been there... or the girl who sees right through him? ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎ ⚾︎

Joelle Jordan is just trying to survive university and her life at home. Bryce Valentine is trying to survive everyone else. Projected first-round NFL draft pick. Campus celebrity. The most watched college athlete in the country. When the two strike a deal to trade study sessions for Bryce and personal training sessions for Joelle's little brother, everything seems simple enough. Then Bryce crosses the line. Now Joelle is trying to navigate a boy who is emotionally repressed, touch-starved, obsessively devoted, and surrounded by more pressure than any twenty-year-old should have to carry. Add the coaches, media attention, NIL deals, scouts, photo shoots, and Bryce's oppressive father. The pressure that comes with being attached to Bryce Valentine is something Joelle is not equipped for. Especially when she starts getting a little too comfortable with the fact that Bryce can't seem to leave her alone.

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚. When she agrees to tutor the university's star basketball player for forty dollars an hour, she's only thinking about one thing-the money. What she doesn't expect is Kenji Nakamura: 6'5" of tattoos, silence, and ego wrapped in a designer hoodie. He's used to girls falling at his feet. She charges him a late fee. He wants her number. She Venmo requests him instead. He's never had to work for anyone's attention. She's never had time to give it. Kenji doesn't do feelings. He does highlights, endorsements, and whatever it takes to make it to the NBA. But Destiny Morrison-with her sharp tongue, her bonnets, and her complete lack of interest in his fame-is the first person who's ever looked at him and seen just... a guy. And that terrifies him. Because for the first time in his life, Kenji Nakamura is falling first. And falling 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 and 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨; two best friends whose relationship is built on trust, late-night conversations, and a bond neither of them ever questioned. But one-night changed everything. It wasn't a mistake. It was planned, just a friend helping a friend. A line crossed and suddenly the rules between them no longer mean what they used to. Now Ashton can't get Elena out of his head, not the way she looked at him that night, the way she felt around him... and it was at that moment everything inside him snapped. For Elena, it was supposed to mean nothing beyond curiosity, something for her to finally experience. But Ashton is already past the point of pretending.

Elena risked everything on one kiss with her best friend... and paid for it the next morning. Grayson didn't just reject her-he vanished without a word, leaving her to question everything she thought she knew. Years later, he's hockey's golden boy turned runaway groom, with the press at his heels and nowhere left to run but her door. He wants a second chance. She wants nothing to do with him. Because the girl who once loved him is gone-and she's not waiting anymore. But the truth behind his disappearance was never what it seemed... and some secrets don't stay buried when the past comes back knocking.

𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 is an innocent, kind, and unshakable girl that is...until 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝; the Star quarterback, he's untouchable, mysterious and the guy she's tutoring that decides he wants her. He watches, waits, and tests her boundaries. Desire turns dangerous, and obsession doesn't play fair between these two ☆ "Did you really think you could keep me away?" He murmurs as his hands close around my wrists, not rough, but firm enough to remind me who's in control. He lifted them above my head, and I kept my eyes on the hallway. "Two weeks no contact, that really hurt me," The grip around my wrists tightened. "You can run all you want, but I will always be right there..." His eyes dropped down my body, while his one free hand dragged down my sides before running across my ribs causing a shiver. "Ten steps ahead ready to snatch you up into the darkness until it consumes you whole" My breath was caught in my throat, I'm scared, really scared because this wasn't the guy I had hung out with. I didn't want to cry or show weakness, but he's really off right now. He leaned into me, close enough to my ear before speaking. "I knew this was coming. It's a pattern with you." I couldn't bring myself to tell him to stop and that I'm scared while the tears streamed down my face. And It was simply because I didn't want him to. "I always get what I want and right now you deserve a punishment for how you talked to me," My teary eyes met his as he tilted his head and slowly shook it. "All I want right now is you bent over my lap; your bare ass up and prepared for me to play with my pussy while your head is in my lap." I tried to blink the tears away as I felt my nipples get hard just from those words and the wetness coming over my body made me feel disgusted with myself. I never wanted something more. ❝Please Killian,❞ said below a whisper, knowing exactly what I was askin

When a suburban Black girl meets a hard life Hispanic boy.

"One night," I said. "Just one." Alek scoffed at my proposal. "And you think that'll be enough for me?" "It doesn't matter if it's enough for you or not," I retorted, pondering why I've kept the door to my apartment open for this long. "You have one night to make it enough." He continued laughing in my face and I let him. I let him think I was amusing him. I let him consume all of my resolve as he raked his eyes across my body. "Okay, Jaiden," he shrugged, stepping through the door, towering over me in both height and power. "One night." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ In which a professor relentlessly pursuing her ballet dreams meets a hitman battling grief and a secret he didn't sign up for. It will be seductive, sexy, and alluring, but it will not be pretty. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Her Craft is a tragic, romantic drama following Jaiden de Lemos and Aleksei Craft. It is Book 2 in The Craft Trilogy. Happy reading!! xoxo. -Sami Jean

𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 & 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐬 Loyalty. It's a simple philosophy of virtue, worn thin by the world. In his hands, it is sacred- A creed carved in blood and obedience. A faith sharpened by order, tempered in the fire of command. Trust is demanded- forged beneath the weight of discipline, Bound by the concept of duty. But in hers, those words are fables- Tales spun by desperate men to keep obedience alive. Loyalty's a language of the desperate- spoken loudest by those too afraid to stand alone. Trust is a fool's game for those who've never bled. And right is wrong, wrong the only right in the chaos she was made for. They were born to opposite sides of the same war- two souls carved from a single wound, destined to bleed for different flags. They were meant to ruin each other quietly. Ruin. Ruin. Ruin and call it mercy. Call it duty. Never to find warmth in the ashes they made. Never to seek solace in what was made to destroy, what was meant to bring death. But fate... fate has never cared for intention- It placed his oath at the mercy of the woman he was trained to destroy, Placed her wrath in the hands of the only man who could ruin it. Steal her fury. Quiet her rage. Unravel the reason she drew breath. And he truly meant to do it- Every bit of it. Meant to ruin, To steal, To quiet, Unravel. He meant to bring justice, Bring justice and strike down a woman born of vengeance until fate intervened once more- Until, somewhere between the hunt and the havoc, he forgot to destroy and learned to worship instead. But worship's not enough to blunt her truth- hungry dogs are never loyal- not even to the palm they once adored. And even the devout, in the end, turn on their gods. 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏...