ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴛ, ɴᴏᴛ sʜᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴏɴ-ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴘᴏᴘs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ

Jax hasn't felt like this about anyone in years, and he wants to keep it to himself. But after being caught in a lie by his mother his peace might just be shattered. Can his new relationship survive everything his club and his mother throw at it.

Charming, California was supposed to be quiet. That's exactly why Aaliyah Michaels chose it. A self-made billionaire with a shadow empire built on surveillance, intelligence, and problems no one else can solve, Aaliyah didn't come to Charming to dominate it-she came to disappear. Tucked away on a stretch of land just outside town, she plans to run her company remotely, keep her head down, and finally breathe. But Charming doesn't do quiet. Not with the Sons of Anarchy running its streets. Jax Teller notices her the moment she steps into town-too composed, too dangerous, too different. His instincts tell him she's not just another outsider. His curiosity turns into something sharper when he realizes she doesn't fear him... or the club. And Aaliyah? She doesn't bend. Not to bikers. Not to small-town politics. Not to men like Jax Teller. But attention in Charming comes with a price. As Gemma starts digging and the club begins circling, Aaliyah's carefully guarded world starts to crack open-and what they find underneath isn't just power... it's control. Then Tara returns from Chicago. And she doesn't like what she sees. Jealousy ignites. Lines are drawn. And in a town where loyalty is everything, Aaliyah Michaels may be the one person no one can control. Including Jax Teller.

" is it that sweet? i guess so! "

Raven Rose Kelly doesn't need saving. She's twenty-three, broke, drowning in debt, raising her little brother alone in a shitty trailer, and working herself to the bone just to keep food on the table. She's tired, angry, sharp-mouthed, and too damn stubborn to let anyone close. Ali Vitelli doesn't ask permission. Ex-gangster. Heir to dirty money. Dangerous, obsessive, and used to taking whatever the hell he wants. The moment he lays eyes on Raven-fiery, beautiful, with a mouth that could cut glass-he's hooked. She calls him a creep, spits venom at him, and yet he's already made up his mind. She's his. What starts as stalking in the shadows turns into something neither of them can control-an obsession laced with lust, rage, and secrets too heavy to carry. Raven is a storm Ali can't put out. Ali is a danger Raven can't escape. But when survival has always meant keeping her guard up, will Raven let herself fall? And when Ali swears to protect her-whether she wants it or not-will his love free her... or cage her?

He unbutton his shirt, now his perfectly toned body is visible,infront of her a shy smile comes at her lips, her breath is hitched. she doesn't know for how long she is holding her breath until he come over her........ She ask him mumbling ...what..are you doing? He leaned on her body holding his weight and ,bites her ear lobe and whispers...relax jaan ☠u can be addicted to this......

𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 They called her a blessing before they called her a curse. They called her divine before they called her dangerous. By the time the realm called her queen, it was already too late. History remembers Aelyra Targaryen as the first Queen of Westeros, the woman in whose name the Dance of the Dragons began. The woman men bled for, dragons screamed for, and kingdoms burned for. But Aelyra was never meant to exist. She was not born to this world. She came from another life, carrying another name, another grief, and a love so ruinous it followed her even into death. To save the one soul left to her, she gave up her own to the ancient Dragon God of Old Valyria, and in return he made her his chosen child. His voice. His miracle. His mistake. He sent her into House Targaryen to stop the war that would destroy them. To love them enough, heal them enough, bind them tightly enough that the future itself might break around her. But the gods, like men, are often cruel in the things they ask of women. Because Aelyra did save them. Just not in the way anyone intended. She made them softer. She made them kinder. She made them love. And then she made them want. Not the throne. Not power. Her. And Targaryens have never been taught how to love without hunger. So what happens when the girl sent to prevent a war becomes the heart of it? What happens when devotion curdles into obsession, and every dragon in the sky begins to circle the same flame? What happens when the savior of a dynasty becomes the ruin of it? The maesters never wrote that story. This one begins in fire.

NOW ON KINDLE UNLIMITED! Read the full story, including exclusive scenes, via the link in my bio! 🔗 He came for a hiding place. He stayed for the cook. Serenity Davidson has no time for strays. She's too busy running the best soul food catering business in Greensboro and keeping her heart in the Dudley neighborhood. As a proud Dudley High alum, Serenity knows how to handle the heat but she isn't prepared for the starving, half-dead man collapsed on her front porch. She does what she does best: she feeds him. He says his name is Kevin. He says he's an unemployed factory worker with "bad asthma." He is lying. He is Lorenzo Moretti, the ruthless Don of the Sicilian Mafia, battered and hiding in plain sight. He intended to heal, exact his revenge, and disappear. But after weeks of Serenity's soul food, her warm bed, and her sharp tongue, Lorenzo realizes he has a new addiction. He's not just going to take back his empire. He's taking the cook with him.

Raised to be holy. Born into something far more dangerous. Seventeen year old, Evienne Ellery spent her life preparing for heaven. Sent away to a secluded boarding school in the Swiss Alps by distant, unfeeling adoptive parents, she was raised by nuns and priests to be obedient, submissive and small. Behind stone chapels and cold classrooms, Evienne learned early that love was conditional, punishment was holy, and suffering was something to be endured quietly Her future was simple: be good, be faithful, and one day do her duty-marry a man who would secure her family's interests. Her life was planned. Controlled. Perfect. Until it wasn't. When everything she knows collapses, Evienne is torn from the only world she has ever known and sent to live with her biological family-six brothers who are loud, vulgar, violent, and unapologetically criminal. They don't pray. They don't obey. And they certainly don't believe in God the way she was taught. They believe in blood. With them, she learns the truth of who she really is: The lost princess of one of the most powerful mafia families in the world. Her brothers have been searching for her for years, and now that they've found her, they refuse to lose her again. In their world of power, crime, and betrayals, Evienne learns that love doesn't always look gentle-and protection often comes with a body count. But as old family feuds resurface, enemies close in, and the past she was hidden from begins to reach for her, Evienne is forced to confront an impossible question: What happens when the people you love will never be welcome in heaven-and you're no longer sure you want to go without them?

Fiction was supposed to stay fiction. Now, she's wearing the crown of a girl doomed to fail. Thrown into a tale not her own, she plans to rewrite it-one fire-breathing decision at a time.