Content Warning (18+): This book contains explicit, graphic sexual content, including scenes and references to sexual assault, as well as graphic violence and gore. Intended for readers aged 18 and over. Please read at your own discretion. She ran from a crown-straight into a storm that chose her. BOOK ONE of The Breath of Aethriel Princess Serétha has spent her life being polished, paraded, and prepared to become a political sacrifice - a sacred "union" meant to bind kingdoms under the gods' gaze. But on the eve of her fate being sealed, Serétha runs. The wilds beyond the palace are not freedom - they are hunger, cruelty, and the kind of darkness stories never warn you about. And Serétha isn't just being hunted by men who believe they own her... she's being pulled toward something she doesn't understand - something old, forbidden, and waking inside her blood. A thief with too much charm. A prince with a devotion sharp enough to cut. A world ruled by gods who do not forgive. Serétha wanted a choice. Now she has one - and it might burn Aethriel to the bone.

Three months of unpaid rent. A routine eviction. That was supposed to be the extent of Officer Asher Gray's Tuesday morning. But when he forced his way into the dilapidated apartment, he didn't find a deadbeat tenant. He found a nightmare. Hidden behind a door was Aria-broken, bound, and trembling under the psychological ghost of a man who called himself "Matthew." For three years, she lived in a hell of Logan's making, a world where her body was currency and her voice was a liability. Now that Logan has vanished into the shadows, Aria is physically free, but her mind remains a prisoner. She is a ghost in a hospital gown, refusing to utter a single word to the doctors, the counselors, or the world that failed her. The only person she doesn't shrink away from is Asher. He's the one who cut the ropes; he's the one who stood between her and the darkness. When the Chief realizes that Asher is the only anchor keeping Aria from drifting away entirely, he makes an unorthodox-and dangerous-request: Asher needs to take her in. Asher Gray is a man of protocols and boundaries, and bringing a traumatized witness into his home breaks every one of them. He's annoyed, overwhelmed, and certain he's the wrong man for the job. But as the days turn into weeks, the silence in his house begins to change. Through the flicker of her hands and the tentative trust in her eyes, Aria starts to emerge from the wreckage. Asher intended to just keep her safe until the trial, but he soon realizes that the closer she gets to healing, the harder it becomes to imagine his life without her quiet presence. In the process of saving Aria, Asher might just find that he was the one who was truly lost. #1 lovestory

When vampires raid her town, a frightened human girl, Lia barely escapes with her life, only to cross into forbidden wolf territory. Captured and thrown into a cell, she becomes a prisoner of the very creatures she was taught to fear. But everything changes when Killian, the ruthless Alpha, realizes she is his fated mate. Torn between instinct and distrust, their bond begins to form against a backdrop of war, power, and lingering danger. As she attempts to escape and fight the connection pulling her toward him, Killian must decide whether to claim her... or protect her from a world that wants her dead.

Sierra Quinn never planned on becoming anyone's wife-especially not Atticus Varyn's. He's cold, calculating, and the last man she'd ever trust. But when a contract forces her into a fake marriage with her enemy, she discovers the truth he keeps hidden behind locked doors: two children who look at her like she's the first warmth they've seen in years. Atticus Varyn doesn't want a wife. He wants control. Stability. A mother figure for the son who won't speak and the daughter who trusts no one. Sierra was supposed to be temporary. A solution. A lie. But the longer she stays in his house, the more dangerous the truth becomes-because enemies shouldn't feel this much like home.

What began as a territorial conflict spiraled into a years-long war-fought across shattered cities, burning forests, and broken families. Loyalties were tested. Lines blurred. Heroes rose in silence, not for recognition, but because someone had to. And in the middle of it all... a soldier and a prisoner. This is not the story of kings and queens. This is the story of two people caught on opposite sides of a war. In a world torn apart by war, Lysana Laurent is little more than a pawn. The daughter of a powerful rebel general, she has spent her life in the shadow of battles she never fought-until the war crashes through her doorstep. Kidnapped from her quiet village, Lysana awakens in a cold, dark cell, bound and helpless, with only the scent of blood and decay to remind her of the horrors that brought her here. Her captor is a soldier with a ruthless reputation, sharp wit, and a smirk that spells danger. A man known for his cruelty. A man who serves under General Kael, the very enemy her father has spent years fighting. Lysana is terrified. She knows what happens to prisoners of war, and Ryder's taunts only fuel the fear curling in her stomach. Her father will not come for her. No one will. Lysana must survive on her own, trapped in the hands of a man who seems to thrive on fear, a man who holds her fate in his hands with an infuriating smirk. As hope dwindles, she is forced to find hope from unexpected sources... or break in the process.

Damian Westwood is a 30-year-old mafia boss who hunts women with red hair. Elodie is the 19-year-old florist with copper curls who accidentally stole his heart. Now, he's her stalker, her protector, and potentially her biggest threat.A dark romantic comedy about a girl who thinks she has a guardian angel, but actually has a stalker who is fighting the urge to kill her every time she smiles."

Bratva Queen Nikolai-Aleksandr Vasiliev. If you know that name, then run! It can only mean he is after you. Most people know him by another name Король (King). Knowing him as the king is bad enough. He is the ruler of the Russian Bratva. If you thought the Italian Mafia is bad, well the Russian Bratva makes the Italian Mafia look like a school playground. Nikolai is said to be cruel, unforgiving; he kills without blinking. He known for killing woman for even touching him. A killer of men, woman and children alike. A man that hates being touched, never speaks, hides in the shadows behind his hench men. Nikolai is only known to have one weakness, a soft spot. The one person he did speak too, he did allow to touch him, the person he's killed for and would die for. His source of light in a dark empty world. The only thing that makes his heartbeat, makes life worth living. His Королева (Queen). 5 years ago, on the 3rd year anniversary a bomb exploded in their mansion. Nikolai was just leaving the office ready to take his beloved on a romantic weekend when he gets a phone call he has always dreaded. Nikolai rushed home as fast as he could, but the mansion was already on a blaze, nothing was left. Every little part destroyed, along with his Королева. Since that dreadful day Nikolai lost what little good, he had left in himself. He swore hell upon the earth to every Mafia in existence. He's taken the English, Italian and Greek Mafia down. Leaving a trail of bloodshed across Europe. Now he is the people that killed his beloved, The Americans. However, things are not what they seem. "Moya Koroleva, nakonets-to solntse snova vzoshlo" He speaks softly to me, his grey eyes held so much depth and longing while they study every inch of my face. He looks at me as if he has just found the missing piece of his soul. (My Queen, finally the sun has risen again- Translation)

This is a 2 part book split up into two-- Hannah Clark doesn't mean to end up on Sawyer Graham's land. Her car dies on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, the storm rolls in faster than she can run, and the only light for miles belongs to a man who clearly doesn't want company. Sawyer is older, quiet, and carved from the kind of solitude that makes people dangerous without ever raising their voice. He has rules. He has boundaries. He doesn't open his door to strangers. But the moment he sees the fear in Hannah's eyes, he breaks every one of them. She's running from Gage Decker - tattooed, possessive, and the kind of man who doesn't stop just because she left. She hides her bruises, her name, her past... but Sawyer sees more than she wants him to. Then the storm hits. Roads flood. Power dies. The ranch becomes the only safe place she has left. She tries to sleep in the barn. He tells her no. "You stay where I can see you." One night becomes two. Two becomes a week. And suddenly Hannah is living in Sawyer's house, wrapped in his silence, trapped in his world, and protected by a man who swore he didn't want her there. She's hiding from her past. He's hiding from his own. And the storm outside is nothing compared to the one building between them.