Quick note for my readers before you start this story. It is going to be taken off and sent off to the editor on the 13th of December 2025. Fern thought marriage meant partnership, love, and the quiet safety of family. For four years she's tried to believe that-tried to ignore the sharp edges of a mother-in-law who never wanted her, an ex who had moved too close for comfort and a husband who is always looking the other way. But when her husband's negligence leaves their little girl in a hospital bed with burns on her hand, Fern can no longer swallow the excuses. She is done being the afterthought in her own marriage. Her husband Conner insists he loves her, but love doesn't keep a child safe. Love doesn't silence a mother-in-law's whispers or stop an ex from poisoning the air of every family gathering. Love isn't enough-not when Fern's entire world has been built on the shaky ground of compromise. And as the fractures in their marriage widen into fault lines, Fern has to face the question she's been afraid to ask- What if walking away is the only way to save herself and her daughter?

Lando and Megan met when they were just ten years old, attending the same school. From the moment they crossed paths, they became inseparable - best friends in every sense of the word. At sixteen, friendship quietly turned into something more. They confessed their feelings and started dating, officially beginning what felt like the start of forever. For the next seven years, Megan stood by Lando's side as he chased his dream of becoming a Formula One driver. And while he pushed for podiums and pole positions, Megan pursued her own path, studying to become a physiotherapist. Together, they dreamed of a future - a home, a family, a life built on love and years of trust. But all of that shattered the day Megan returned to Monaco. She'd come back early - a quiet surprise after visiting family in the UK for a birthday. She walked through the door expecting everything to be as she left it. Instead, what she found tore everything apart. That was nearly four years ago. Now, Megan lives in the UK, raising her three-year-old son, Noah - her entire world. She's done her best to move on, to rebuild the life that once seemed lost. But fate has its own plans. At the Goodwood Festival of Speed, as engines roar and crowds surge, Noah slips from her grasp, darting off through the crowd. Megan chases after him - heart racing, calling his name - until she finds him somewhere he absolutely shouldn't be. In a restricted area. With someone she never expected to see again. And in that moment, as eyes lock and silence falls - everything changes. Because nearly four years later, the truth is about to come out. ---- Dual POV All fictional - don't take any storyline seriously or hate upon any characters. I simply made this up. - not everything will be accurate #1 Ln4 - 16/08/2025 #1 f1 - 07/12/2025 #1 Norris - 30/08/2025 #1 landonorris - 07/12/2025 #1 motorsport - 08/09/2025 #1 first loves - 29/10/2025 #1 forgiveness - 07/11/2025 #1 lando - 07/12/2025

Finn: As secretary of the Iron Skulls MC, a one-percenter club, I'm the smart one. The strategist. The man who holds the brotherhood together with laws and loyalty. Then I crash my Harley, and ER nurse Riley Morgan stitches me up without an ounce of fear. She's all sharp wit and a code of ethics that should make her run from a man like me. Instead, she stands up to the cops for me, looks past my leather cut, and sees the man beneath. She's a complication I can't afford and a temptation I can't resist. But my world has rules. To make her mine, the club demands a brutal, archaic tradition-a price that will cost her more than her dignity. Now I'm caught between the brotherhood that raised me and the woman who is redefining my soul. They say no woman is worth a war. They haven't met Riley.

Well sometimes the life isn't what you think and your husband isn't the one you imagined ........ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .( Not edited)

DARK ROMANCE ! Cheating, very twisted, obsessive ML, a lot of trauma... Lizzy's lips tilted up into a self deprecating smile. The divorce papers were filled, his part already darkened by his informations and his signature long dry on the paper. Her own was still fresh. Only twelve hours old. "How long has it been waiting ?" She dared to ask. There was a lot she wouldn't, but this, this she felt like she should know. How long had he been planning on divorcing her ? --- Elizabeth Clark loved her husband. She had found peace in their arranged marriage and as dysfunctional as it seemed, she had cherished her new home with all she had. Dante Giovanni had merely been biding his time, bearing through this hell of a marriage by counting down the seconds until he could get out of it. But when his wife sets him free, he finds out freedom has a bitter taste and that he might have passed by the love of his life. And Lizzy discovers she is more than just a man's daughter or wife, that she deserves more than what she had been given until then and is ready to fight for it.

Ruin never wanted to be the villain in any story. But for years, Charlotte--no, Charlie--was his nightmare in glitter and tank tops. The club Prez's brat sister. The chaos in the corner of every room. She torched his patience, tampered with his relationships, and pined for him like he was hers. She teetered on the edge of slut and princess like she didn't know the difference. But now, she's back after months of banishment. Not the wide-eyed girl who once purred his name in his bed, but the woman who was left to burn alone--by everyone, including him. And damn it... he can't stop watching her rise from the ashes. Charlotte used to be the club's living headache. All smoke, eyeliner, and dangerously misled loyalty. Glory's shadow. Wolf's sister. Ruin's nightmare. She wore dysfunction like a badge--until it got her banished. Thrown out like trash by the only family she ever had. But peace was good. Peace worked. Until the same betrayal that wrecked her came hunting for the men who exiled her. Now she's back with no one left to beg for love. Not her brother. Not her father. Not even Ruin. Especially not Ruin. And this time? She doesn't want to be saved. She wants vindication.

I knew my best friend since childhood loved me. I knew it. And when I got back from my business trip, I was going to tell him how I felt, especially when he told me he had something exciting to tell me. But it wasn't that he loved me. He'd gotten married while I was on an overseas business trip to my worst enemy.

Zach Westbrook was my best friend-and the boy I'd secretly loved since forever. Until he said the one thing I was never supposed to hear. So I did what any heartbroken, humiliated girl would do. I ghosted him. Ditched the university we both planned to attend. And left without looking back. Our friendship ended the day I left town. Or so I thought. Three years later, I'm back. Not because I want to be, but because family comes first-and unfortunately, that means transferring to Ridgewater University. The same school Zach owns like a second skin. Still hot. Still cocky. Still the campus golden boy with a hockey stick. And still the last person I want to deal with. But I'm not the shy, awkward girl he used to know. I've changed. I've moved on. I'm no longer the girl who used to follow him around like a lost puppy. This time, I'm not the one getting benched.

Julia Marcelli thought she'd won the dream. A husband who adored her, a family who lit up her world, and a home on the Miami coast that felt untouchable. But perfection has a way of splintering. Ethan Marcelli is a man who carries secrets as easily as he carries a case file, and when temptation slips into his world, Julia begins to sense cracks in their marriage she can't explain away. Love. Betrayal. Obsession. Control. In a life built on power and secrets, forever always comes with a price. (ETA The Silent Hour is now an omnibus edition, both books in a duet combined into one. This accounts for the higher chapter count. The story contains intense dark and graphic romance themes, crime-world elements, and later explicit steam. Please review the trigger warnings.)

Is cheating always meant to be physical? What if he emotionally betrays you? But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman... slowly forgets that you even exist? (Short story)